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fyhowrites.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Rana walked into the change room of his gym and plopped down on the bench in front of his locker. His shirt clung to his body, drenched in sweat. He wiped his forehead and neck with a towel and tossed it into the nearby basket of soiled towels. It was nearly 5am and the gym... | |
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carathereon.com
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| | | | | Chapter 8 Gazelle stood as close to the gazebo as she could, trying to distract herself from her nudity by admiring the beautiful lawn. The warm afternoon sun felt glorious on her skin, the wind played just enough to tighten her nipples and caress between her thighs, and the smell of roses swirled around almost ... | |
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cobie.nekoweb.org
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| | | | | [AI summary] The story follows a mystical, scale-covered being who forms a complex relationship with a human. Initially isolated and enigmatic, she finds connection with the human through their shared experiences and mutual affection. Despite her cryptic nature, she gradually reveals layers of her identity, including her vulnerability and a mysterious pregnancy. The relationship deepens as she contemplates her existence, her place in the world, and the nature of love, ultimately leading to a pivotal decision about her future. | |
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emilysincerely.wordpress.com
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| | | We have a few neighbors and friends that like to garden. One of them brought us some fresh onions the other day. They were beautiful. A wonderful treat. What treat are you enjoying from your garden or local farmer's market? Sincerely, Emily | ||
