Double Integral

Dear Diary (In a Pandemic)

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March 13

Dear diary,

I know it’s probably not a great idea to keep our beach trip plans, but we can’t get our deposit back so we might as well? Gonna try to not think about it and spend more time in my bikinis than I do fully dressed. The weather is gonna be great, the girls all still want to go, and spring break only happens once a year. Let’s do this shit!

-Nicole

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March 21

Dear diary,

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Average: 4.5 (15 votes)

Currency: Heist

Anna locked the front door to the bank and sighed. “God, I thought today would never end,” she said, exhausted.

Jasmine logged out of her computer and stashed the encrypted mouthpieces in a desk drawer behind the teller’s counter. “From now on, I’m asking off from counter duty on the Fridays before a holiday weekend.”

“Tell me about it,” Anna said, turning off most of the lights throughout the bank’s customer service area. “At least the weekend will be pretty quiet.”

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Average: 4.3 (9 votes)

Matter of Matter, A

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“Hello, Summer Shift, and boy, are we happy to see you two. The average attractiveness of this station’s occupants just spiked big time.”

Outside the airlock, Emma Garcia chuckled. To her left her partner, Maggie Bishop, was shaking her head, her long blond ponytail swirling around in the weightless environment. Emma pressed and held the button on the intercom panel, gripping the nearby handrail with her other hand. “Yeah, speaking of averages, they really don’t want you to come back planetside either, Lopez. Hope you’re good at holding your breath.”

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Average: 4.3 (4 votes)

Currency: The Promotion

“Hi, Jessi. Can you come to Ms. Evans’ office? She needs to talk to you right away.”

“Umm… sure.”

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Average: 4.3 (12 votes)

Second Act

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“Hello, Alexis.  It’s been a while.”

Lexi jumped in her chair, always a little startled when Moira announced her presence.  “Announce” wasn’t the appropriate word since she never actually heard Moira speak.  Moira didn’t have a mouth or vocal cords; she somehow always put her words directly into Lexi’s thoughts, and read her thoughts as a response.

“Hey, you.”

“Is now a good time?”

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Average: 4.6 (20 votes)

Bloomp

Prg gazed in awe at the planet that filled the view from his cockpit.  Water, in at least three of the fourteen known states of matter.  Plant life.  And that’s just what he could see with his own borp.  Turning his attention to his scan readouts, he also found the planet teeming with life in numerous forms.  Countless structures made of alloys and composite materials dotted the landscape in varying densities.  There were even thousands of artificial satellites in orbit.  Not just life, but intelligent life!

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Average: 3.9 (12 votes)

If All Else Fails

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Mark Prager loved Monopoly as a child.  Despite the game’s basic reliance on random chance - dice, shuffled decks of cards - he developed an inexplicable propensity for monetary success in the game.  He fell in love with Monopoly, and by the time he reached eight years old his older sister refused to play with him.  Over the years this affinity and affection for money turned into an accounting degree, a successful career as a certified public accountant, and admirable - if modest - success as a day trader.

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Average: 4.2 (14 votes)

Enjoy the Show

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Hey there.  How are you today?

Oh, I’m fine too.  Just sitting here waiting for something to do.  [giggle]  Are you going to give me something to do?

Good, good.  So what do you have in mind?  Maybe I could take this bra off and let you take a peek at the goods?

No?  Maybe I could pull my panties down a bit and let you look at my cute little butt?

No?  Okay… well, I could always go get my toy and…

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Average: 4.3 (25 votes)

Haymaker, The

The war with Martian rebels is going poorly, and Aston Peterson may be the Earth Alliance's only hope.

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Maiden, The

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Once upon an eve at sundown, my love got a thorough rundown
Of the things she could expect while we our new toy would explore.
As we looked down on the beach and waves that seemed almost in reach
She donned her slim bikini - size too small - which seemed like quite a chore.
“Dear God!” I said.  “Your bust is huge!  Supporting those must be a chore.”
Quoth the maiden, “Get the door.”
 
Her cleavage was kept safely hidden while we had to the lobby ridden
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Average: 4.1 (14 votes)
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