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Downtown

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An odd pair they were, Dustin and Ember.  Not in looks - he, with a perpetual tan and sun-bleached hair, and she with an olive complexion and a head of fluffy russet - but most everything else.  Neither were much on shirts, with him in an open front hoodie and her a fur-collared bomber jacket that, despite being left unzipped, managed to move in such a way that indecent exposure was almost never an issue.  Nor on pants, with him in tight diving shorts and her her in denim cut-offs.  Not at all dangerous by nature - very friendly, in fact - but odd just the same.

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

Bikini Season

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The morning sun shone through the blinds as Joyce stood in front of her bathroom mirror. Summer had come, and with it bikini season. She stood clad in her red bikini, running her hands over her body. An exercise regiment had done wonders in slimming her down, but it had also left her top a little less full than she liked. Joyce wasn’t at all disappointed however, as she had a talent for solving such problems.

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

Center of Attention 7

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When he woke up from his nap he found himself alone in her apartment.  It was a bit confusing since they had gone out that morning and she said she wanted to do something with him when they returned.  That wasn't a problem so much as the "something" being a complete unknown.  At first he assumed she wanted to obtain other somethings for the first something without him knowing, but after a glance and subsequent double-take out the window he realized that she had something else in mind.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

Looming

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It's a big city I live in - tall buildings, a lot of people - and you'd think that it would be really easy to overlook someone like me.  Ordinarily, you'd be right, but even though I'm not that tall, don't have a lot of money or an important job, people know who I am and think twice before messing with me.

Maybe I should explain.  Or better yet, maybe I should show you.

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Average: 3.3 (12 votes)

Super

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The man and the woman laced their fingers together, staring deeply into each others eyes as they sat on the park bench.

"I love you," the man cooed.

She blushed. "I love you more," the woman cooed back.

"No, I do."

"No, -I- do."

A giant fist slammed down onto the bench next to them, pounding the broken mess of wood into a small crater.  Screaming, the couple tumbled off their seats, falling over themselves before clambering to their feet and sprinting away.


*****

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Average: 3.5 (10 votes)

Blimp 3

On Shania's suggestion I decided to spend some time away from the beach.  She recommended a spot just a few miles out of town, a plot of wide open undeveloped land, away from power lines and airplane flight paths.  It wasn't visited that often, she said, but when I arrived there was already someone there.

She was a blonde wearing a black unitard with a blue stripe running down either side.  You know, before I got into this I didn't even know that was what you called leotards with legs.  If nothing else it's been a learning experience.

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Average: 4 (9 votes)

whoo_inflation

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Average: 3.7 (18 votes)

catfight_4

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

catfight_3

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Average: 3.5 (11 votes)

Inhale

Inhale
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Average: 3.8 (17 votes)
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