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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:47 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:07 am
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Vladimir couldn't scream, he began to cry, he didn't want to lose anyone else. Vlad took off his shirt and then he ripped of the top peice of Thoya's shirt, pressing his shirt to her he sighed in her ear. "If you can hold this, I'll get him.." He whisperd as he took out his switch blade. Vlad kissed her head softly. "You'll be fine, I promise.." Vladimir got up and ran at the man, who was out of bullets, stabbing him just below the heart, the man fell to the ground, Vlad ran back over and scopped her up sitting her in the front seat, laying down he slid in the drivers seat with her head in his lap, pressing his missing shirt to the wound he quickly backed out and sped off towards the hospital.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 4:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 4:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 6:01 pm
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Tohya awoke in a small white room with a tube in her arm, and a strange brace thing on her back. No... She struggled to sit up, to get away, but her head spun and buzzed painfully, and she had to fall back down. She was cold, and the light sheets on her body, in the cold room, didn't help a whole lot. She reached around and touched the wound on her back, and realized, with an increasingly reddening face, that she wasn't wearing a shirt, over or under.
As if reading her thoughts, a nurse came in, bringing clothes and an over worried older sister. "Tohya! What happened? You left...and-and we were just...me and Largo...."
"Sis, calm down. I understand-"
"But why did they let him on parole? No one knows. Come on, we have to talk. You have a bandaged up head, and a back wound, and, probably, the feeling of barfing whenever you sit up. What happened?"
As Tohya put on her clothes, which her sister had brought for her, she laid down the law. She finished with a very subtle "...and that's what happened. That's all."
After a moment of silence, her sister said, "So what kind of sex was it? Was it I-have-a-friend-who-thinks-you're-hot sex, or more of a I-think-you're-hot sex?"
"What?! We didn't have sex!" Tohya was going red in the face. Leave it to her sister to acknowledge a story, and turn it into some perverted fancy.
"You know you did."
"We did not!"
"You did. Look, you're all red in the face. That means it's true."
"It doesn't!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 6:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 6:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 6:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 7:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 7:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 7:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 5:59 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 7:15 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 8:37 am
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