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Sandra's Balloon Store: Abused

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/17/2009 - 18:54
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Sandra basically knew it the moment the guy entered her store. They all were more or less the same. First, they looked around a bit shyly, looking at all the different balloons with that certain look in their eyes. She knew it so well because she felt just the same and she had realized a life-long dream by opening this balloon-shop.

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Average: 3.9 (8 votes)

Special Suit, The

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/17/2009 - 15:32
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Amy giggled in excitement. "It'll be here any minute now!" She said. She walked back and forth in her livingroom, waiting impatiently for her order to arrive. Amy had long pink straight hair, about avarage weight and height of an 18 year old. She was one of those girls who didn't have all the fine features a model or anything like that had, but was still pretty cute, and boys wouldn't mind dating her but she usually didn't in fear her secret would slip out as she was really bad at keeping secrets. She loved balloons and inflating things, just about anything at that.

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Average: 3.8 (6 votes)

Balloon Assassin

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 18:36
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Cassandra looked at her employer’s lush curves, kept a wave of carnal lust to herself.

“Remember, no survivors.”

“No problem. Cash in my account?”

“It’s being wired in as we speak. Matter of fact, it should be there right about now.”

“Time I was going, then,” Cassie said. On an impulse, she leaned forward and kissed the woman full on the lips. As she drew back, both women were smiling.

“If you have any more contracts, keep me in mind. Oh, and keep your eyes open during the Fourth of July.”

 

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Blues, The

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/14/2009 - 18:25
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As I tried to open the door to the local joke shop i found that it was locked. This was really weird for a thursday afternoon, the window bars werent even down yet so i knocked on the glass. A small elderly man walked out from the back with a disturbed look on his face. He opened the door and spoke.

"what do you want?!" he growled

"I wanted to come in and look around to find something but the door was locked..are you closed?" i asked.

His face contorted like he was sucking on a lemon

"well the door is locked isnt it?!" he asked angrily.

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Average: 1.8 (6 votes)

Concrete Sauna, The

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/14/2009 - 17:49
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Jana and Sveta awoke to find themselves in a small cell, about ten foot square with bare, smooth concrete walls. The cell was utterly Spartan, and the only things to break the monotony of the walls was a small rectangular window with thick bars, high up on one wall, there wasn't even a door. Light poured in through the window and Jana, the taller of the two girls walked up to have a look through.

'There's nothing out there' she said to an expectant Sveta.

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Average: 4.4 (23 votes)

Air Filled Vengeance

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/14/2009 - 16:36
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Alaina fumed as she slammed the door leading into her cozy apartment, growling as tears stung her cheek."How could she?! After everything that we've been through!!!-She kicks a couch cusion clear across the room, stomping into her bedroom and throwing herself on her bed, sobbing loudly now. Alaina is a pretty girl, one of those cute ones, and not like the superficial model want- to-bes like alot of the females at her all-girl university. Her short, darkbrown hair scarcely reached her shoulders, now in disaray from her fit of rage.

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Average: 3.4 (9 votes)

Love of Money, The

Submitted by System on Wed, 05/13/2009 - 19:00
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DATELINE: THIS WEEK!

All of Townsburg trembles in terror at the titanic threat of the villanous heistess known mysteriously only as Golden Gut. Already the cities finacial institutions are reeling after a series of daring broad daylight robberies by Gut and her gang have left Townsburg bankers and financiers broke and terrified! Citizens are advised to keep their valuables safely secured, lest their assets become more liquid than previously imagined! Stay tuned for more!

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Average: 2.9 (7 votes)

One Word Says It All

Submitted by System on Wed, 05/13/2009 - 17:22
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When Valerie first stepped into the old bookstore, a smell of mildewed paper slapped her in the face. A bell rang on the door, signaling her entrance, which made the man at the desk look up. He eyed the young beauty, noting the skimpy halter-top she was wearing on this warm spring day. It pushed her large breasts together, forming some spectacular cleavage that the elderly gentleman hasn’t witnessed in decades.

“Come in, young lady,” he said gesturing her to enter the store.

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Average: 3.3 (9 votes)

Closing Time

Submitted by System on Wed, 05/13/2009 - 16:50
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"Hey, you." said a familiar voice as I entered the shop. I looked up to see Sophie smiling back at me.

"Hey. Busy day?"

"Ugh, no. It's been so dead in here, I considered closing up and going home. I mean, who would know?"

"I would..." I said playfully. "I could get you fired!"

"Yeah but then they'd replace me with someone else who probably wouldn't give you free stuff."

"Well you've got me there."

"So, what will it be?"

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)

Raisa's Story

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/07/2009 - 03:24
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I sat in my living room,wondering where this evening would take me. A friend of mine,knowing my tastes, had told another woman she might be helped, if she and I met.

Raisa is my name, and latex my game. Sorry about the old joke, but I couldn't resist.

I'm so excited by this oppourtinity, but am scared, too. Even though I like to think of myself as "bossy", I'm afraid of what I have in store. I guess I'm a person that never really wants to see another in pain-for real.

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Average: 3 (7 votes)
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