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On the Air

Submitted by System on Thu, 12/06/2007 - 03:32
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I must admit that part of the fun of being a balloon girl is the attention. Recently I was called to do a small radio spot for a station in town. I arrived at the radio station and was guided to the broadcast booth. The place was rather warm so I slipped out of my blouse, revealing the tank top I wore beneath. I sat comfortably in the seat with headphones and a microphone hanging before my face. The headphones would be used so I could hear the radio announcer and the callers questions once the broadcast started.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Liars Inflate

Submitted by System on Mon, 12/03/2007 - 21:51
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“Hey, Nina, are you feeling better yet,” David asked, not feeling too good himself – he still had quite a hangover from the previous night’s Halloween party. His girlfriend was lying on the couch as he entered her apartment half watching television, half dozing; a box of Kleenex was placed in reach and dozens of used tissues lay on the ground near the waste paper basket, near misses. Nina looked at David with tired eyes and brushed back her messy hair. Her voice told of her bad cold when she replied, “Nope. But I’ll survive. Hey, how was the party?”

The party…

 

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Show, The

Submitted by System on Mon, 12/03/2007 - 03:25
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Hi, my name is Sarah, I'm 20 years old. I have long brown hair and green eyes. You are about to hear a strange tale of an interesting game show I was a contestant on. I was sitting in my living room watching tv around 9:00 p.m. on a Friday night. My life was pretty pathetic, no dates at all. This is because of, you guessed it, my breasts. They are a quaint little perfect A cup.

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Average: 2.1 (7 votes)

Spyflation

Submitted by System on Mon, 11/05/2007 - 01:32
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The operation had been an easy one, or at least it should have been but Agent 009, Ceira Sage, knew she had been set up as soon as the guards burst through the door. She had managed to get off two rounds killing one of the Inflators men but the other four simply overpowered her. Groggily she opened her eyes to see two armed guards, one very well dressed and handsome man in his mid thirties and to find herself tied down to a chair and her feet bound. The well dressed man sat easily on the edge of his desk next to a large air tank with a slender tube wrap about it.

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

No Competition

Submitted by System on Fri, 10/12/2007 - 16:10
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A man sat in a booth at the dark end of the bar, a clutch of balloons drifting back and forth above his head as air currents from the heating toyed with the pretty rubber globes. His posture and alert response every time the door opened denoted he was waiting for someone with great eagerness. The perfect victim.

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Day at the Fair, A

Submitted by System on Sat, 09/29/2007 - 08:18
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or, "My Wet Dream"

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Average: 3.9 (16 votes)

Minimum Wage, part 2: "French" Maid

Submitted by System on Fri, 09/14/2007 - 20:57
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When Karen was about 10, a fortune-teller at a state fair had told her that one day she would be a "big girl" and change the course of history. Right now, she would be satisfied with just paying off her student loans and getting control of her life. Like most French History majors, her career prospects were rather dim. She had been somewhat lucky, therefore, to find a relatively well-paying job cleaning house for a rich Senator's wife.

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Jo's Revenge

Submitted by System on Wed, 07/04/2007 - 02:09
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Josephine crept back into the office early the day after Halloween, a wicked little treat hidden in her purse for that someone special. Jo's boss Heather, "The Queen" was due in late; of course...she whined and kicked up a fuss about having to work a Saturday. Jo smiled, sure to make this a day she was going to remember. As she unlocked the door, she quietly padded to the queen's desk and dropped the small parcel, barely the size of a credit card, on the bare flat surface. Even now, the desk looked as if work never touched it.

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Average: 4 (11 votes)

Self Control

Submitted by System on Thu, 04/19/2007 - 23:01
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It wasn't something she considered rational. It wasn't something she was going to pretend was safe. And it certainly wasn't anything that she expected anyone else to understand.

It was a ridiculous idea--she knew that. It was a ridiculous operation to have. And ridiculously expensive. The doctor--not that she saw any degree of note--even tried to talk her out of it. Why not just have children? Why not just gain weight? That wasn't what she wanted. He didn't understand. But then, nobody did. It was all about control--hers. And immediate, breathtaking results.

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Average: 4.2 (12 votes)

X-Balloon

Submitted by System on Wed, 04/18/2007 - 20:17
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or, "The Little Balloon That Could"

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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)
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