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    The Intruder

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    Last edited by Harry Henderson; 08-20-2016, 09:41 PM.
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    #2
    What a twist!
    It's not the size of the dog, in the fight. It's the size of the fight, in the dog.

    No guts, no glory. All pain, and fury.

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      #3
      She awoken?
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        #4
        She lied.

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          #5
          horror still filler her mind
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            #6
            He took me by the slender neck, I could not call or scream.
            He took me to his dingy tent where we could not be seen.
            He tore from me my flimsy wrap, and gazed upon my form,
            I felt so cold and very damp. He so very warm....

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              #7
              His fervent lips he pressed to mine! I could not make him stop!
              He took from me my very soul...
              ... I gave him every drop.
              He made me what I am today, that's why you'll find me here,

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                #8
                A broken bottle thrown away, that once was full of beer.

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                  #9
                  ^^That brought me to tears.
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                    #10
                    Originally posted by Steve28 View Post
                    ^^That brought me to tears.
                    I know, it's pretty emotional.

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                      #11
                      I'm hard.
                      It's not the size of the dog, in the fight. It's the size of the fight, in the dog.

                      No guts, no glory. All pain, and fury.

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                        #12
                        I don't get it.
                        How can horror still filler her mind if dread already filled her mind?
                        Just how big is this bitch's mind?
                        Did the mind convert the dread into a bolt, and then sent it down her spine to make room for the horror?
                        D├ępenser de l'argent et aimer votre miel

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                          #13
                          As his hand slips between her legs an epiphany occurs.

                          IT'S a dick. OMG it's Harry!
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                          And the plot thickens!
                          Screw diplomacy...........bring it!

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                            #14
                            I figured this site needed some classy smut
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                              #15
                              Originally posted by Harry Henderson View Post
                              I figured this site needed some classy smut
                              I concur.
                              It's not the size of the dog, in the fight. It's the size of the fight, in the dog.

                              No guts, no glory. All pain, and fury.

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