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29-12-2009, 01:08 AM
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cheers to writing efforts !
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#62
29-12-2009, 09:07 AM
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Thanks bros for all the kind words of encouragements... stay tuned for more
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#64
29-12-2009, 05:22 PM
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Will continue to add more twist and turns to keep it interesting do stay tuned cheers
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#65
30-12-2009, 03:05 AM
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A true classic. Keep it cumming dude
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#68
30-12-2009, 08:15 AM
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Stay tuned for more
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#69
30-12-2009, 08:21 AM
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#71
30-12-2009, 02:42 PM
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Don't stop!! Upz you as encouragement!! Keep on writing....
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#73
30-12-2009, 08:48 PM
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"Easy to cut and paste, and do some editing to make it seem like your own writing, isn't it? Didn't fool me. Please don't try to take credit for something not yours, so desperate for pts ah? Zap you"
Another one of those who dare to write a comment but don't dare to leave their name. Well, my dear brother, if you don't believe that it's my own creation, you can come sit beside me as I type it and you can take a look at the actual Word Document that is sitting on my HDD. Better yet, if you so strongly believe that I copied this, show me where is the source that I have copied this from.... Points??? Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee.... Have I, like some others, ever at any point in any of my post ask for or demand any points???? If you take the time to read through, you will notice that I have even openly said that points are not important to me... it won't feed me or make me a millionaire... So, if you want to zap just for sake of zapping, that's fine with me... go ahead... I really don't care. Zap all you want. Such silliness.
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#74
30-12-2009, 08:54 PM
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cont.....
The following days passed quickly but the nights were quicker. Angel’s monotonous work days were but a tormented prelude to her nightly fix. The only difference was she now had Kat. Kat proved, since that first night, to be more then a willing student. She was a quick study and just as eager for the same sexual release that Angel so yearned for. They prowled the clubs together and usually got what they wanted. Sometimes they would go their separate ways, other times; they would go together as a group. Despite getting her nightly fix, Angel felt that something was missing. She wielded her sensuality and got the physical satisfaction that she craved… yet, there was still a part of her soul that would not be satiated; it was a void that grew by the day. On more then a couple of occasions, she felt her mind drifting back to the weekend she spent with Aaron. The tender moments they shared seemed a lifetime ago and she had not felt anything remotely as intimate as that. She wondered where he was and what he was doing and if she would ever see him again. She had not set foot into Balaclava since that fateful night for fear of being recognised. But Angeline was gone and forgotten; Angel had risen from the ashes like a phoenix burning brightly. “Hey, Kat. What are your plans tonight?” Angel called Kat. “My colleagues want to go to Balaclava. I don’t know if it’s any good.” Came the reply from Kat. “I’ll see you there, babe.” Angel said and cancelled the call. Perhaps it was fate; perhaps it was a sign…. It was time to return to her place of transformation and make peace with it. As she thought of this, she realised that she had not tried nor thought of contacting Yvette. Was she angry that Yvette had been a catalyst in her transformation or that she had left her alone with those guys and not bothered if she lived or died? Shaking those thoughts from her head, Angel packed her bag and headed for home wondering what would be in store for her tonight. Throughout the whole journey, she couldn’t help wondering if Aaron would be there and if he would be happy to see her. Her loins tingled as memories of that weekend came flooding back. His lips, his kisses, his touch, and the way he made love to her holding her tenderly afterward…. Was that what her soul was reaching out for? Did she really want love? Did she deserve to be loved? She thought of what she had become over the course of the last couple of weeks and chided herself for sinking to depths of degradation that she could never have imagined herself to be in. Was she now no more then a wanton slut who flaunted with the dangers of these fearful times; wearing her promiscuity proudly as a girl guide would wear her badges. No! She didn’t deserve to be loved the way she needed to be. She was a plaything; a piece of meat; a toy for men to play and satisfy themselves with. She should forget about Aaron. Her heart meant nothing; deserved nothing…. That night, walking into Balaclava itself was a feat. She stood outside wondering if she should proceed. She wondered if any of those guys would be there and if they would know her. She decided that the best way to deal with her fear was to reconcile who she was and who she had become. Bravely she stepped through the doors into the bustling club.
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#75
30-12-2009, 08:57 PM
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Thanks for all the words of encouragement and support. Points I don;t care for... but questioning the integrity of my writing was what pissed me off.... oh well, you can't win them all.... I'll just finish up my little novel and send it to print. hahahaha cheers
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