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Wondering

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The police described it as "the incident," Homeland Security described it as "an airship hijacking by unknown assailants," and Sayman Pharmaceuticals didn't describe it as anything at all due to the gag orders and non-disclosure agreements handed out to its employees.  Bella and Zach didn't describe it either, nor did they make any mention of anti-wrinkle creams, former co-worker Nancy MacCallister, or her unusual ambitions which lead to her becoming rather round and single-handedly blotting out the sun over an entire city.  Neither did they mention the secondary effects her ambit

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Average: 4 (2 votes)

Evening with Nina, An

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I hate sleeplessness. I would know since I haven’t been able to sleep more than three hours a night for the last few weeks. Sure, it was enough for me to function fine in the mornings, but once it got to be the late afternoon, I could barely keep my eyes open. The stress of my everyday life is what’s causing it, and the shitty thing is the lack of good sleep just piles on more stress!

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

Abby's Buoyant Vacation

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Abby was exhausted. She had just finished touring to promote her new album. Everything was a success, but music and tv guest spots were the last thing on her mind now. She needed to get away from the stage and the recording studio. She and her team already had more than enough money to buy the rings of Saturn. If they didn’t like her going on a break, too bad, they could just find another starlet to use to their own ends.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Bust or Burst

Darryl could hear a muffled sssss…mmmmm….bzzzzz as he approached the bedroom door. He knew Olivia was home alone. She wasn’t in the rest of the house, so she had to be in the bedroom. The ssss…mmmMMMmmm…bzzzz continued. His curiosity piqued, Darryl turned the knob and opened the door. The light was dim, but he could make out his wife’s outline on the bed. There was a helium tank next to the nightstand, Olivia was using her right hand to probe her nethers with her favourite vibrator while clutching a large pair of rounded pillows to her chest with her left.

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Average: 3.4 (9 votes)

Woman Who Fell From the Tree, The

The brisk fall air cooled Morgan’s cheeks. The sun, when it peeked through the canopy, was warm and inviting but the shade was not too cool. A bright red or gold leaf dropped here and there, lazily floating to the ground.

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Average: 4.5 (11 votes)

Out of Douse & Being Bigger

The instant Liliace awoke, she perceived the condition of the soil from the shady darkness inside her flower. Her roots knurled in the earth like toes wriggling through sand.

The nutrient balance was different. Slightly more traces of stone. Neighbors. Dozens of them.

She uncurled the large orange petals surrounding her while straightening her back and emerged into the slightly cool morning air and the warmth of the brilliant summer sunlight on her fern-green skin.

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Average: 4.6 (5 votes)

Bracelets

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"Esra," Jodie began, "have you ever considered that you might have a masturbation problem?"

Esra pondered her friend's question for a moment before giving a definitive reply. "No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Are you -really- sure?" Jodie asked, her tone of voice suggesting that Esra was not sure at all.

"I'm not sure why you're so concerned with how I spend my free time," Esra said.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Test Subject Maya

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Maya stepped off the bus. Ahead of her was a dirt path that led to the empty field where the test was being conducted. She was dressed like she was going to a job interview, white pantsuit with black casual pumps. She headed down the path.

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Average: 4.2 (13 votes)

Castle Dimitrescu's Unusual Vintage

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You had no idea how long you’d been skulking around this place for. It could have been a few days just as easily as it could have been a few hours. Your brain’s capacity to process the passage of time had fallen by the wayside amid the constant switching from tense, methodical planning of every single step you were to make to instinctual dashes for survival in a desperate effort to get away from those, those things.

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Average: 4.6 (5 votes)

Being Big

“Hey!” Seta screeched at the oncoming car that had just coasted out of the campus parking garage, and her instinct was to try flying over it. With an angry buzz of four stubby, oval-shaped wings, Seta hefted herself into a hover, just enough for the beegirl to come plunking down on her knees on the hood of the dark green sedan as it squealed to a standstill.

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Average: 4.3 (10 votes)
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