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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 14, 2004 4:22:35 GMT -5
because socialism is sweet.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 14, 2004 20:59:34 GMT -5
"Please, just let's get this over with..." I am extremely nervous, almost scared, and I don't have a clue of what to do.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Dec 14, 2004 21:05:11 GMT -5
Stalin sits at his desk, angrily as Rush Limbough's image keeps talking on his desktop. He had tried everything and finally he had had it. He picked up the monitor and threw it out the window. It landed on some poor schmuck, but Stalin didn't care. He hit the call button on his desk and shouted at whoever the call went to.
"Stalin here! From this moment on, there is to be nothing more advanced than the technology in 1950--'60 at the latest--within a 10 foot radius of my office! No e-mails, no cell phones none of those new fangled 'Digital's Video Disks'! Nothing but phone and a pen/pencil and paper!" he barked.
Stalin didn't wait for a response, he left his office and began heading downtown in Beijing. He smiled at the rallies and cries of support he recieved and was more than willing to sign autographs.
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 14, 2004 21:06:56 GMT -5
"Yes. I have to get back to the office anyway."
I lay Erika down on the bed and lean over her. I feel a little strange about this myself, but this is work related, so I can get over it.
I kiss her neck and down her chest. This isn't for any romantic reason, but because I want to arrouse her enough that this isn't any more uncomfortable than it already is.
I run my hand down her abdomen and touch her. I kiss her thighs and lick her, before returning to her lips and entering her body.
"You know, this feels okay, but it really does feel better as a woman."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 14, 2004 21:13:36 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know." I reply quietly. I have no memory of my time with Mischa, except the emotional elation and extreme pleasure... Here there is no emotion, just an odd mix of pleasure and pain...
As Violet enters me me I try to remain still, but soon find my body moving against 'his' on it's own. My breathing becomes heavy, and I moan quietly at random, and try not to look at 'him.'
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 14, 2004 21:18:45 GMT -5
This is awkward and not the best sex I have had. I try to make the best of the situation. I plan a meeting I will have later today as I thrust inside of her. I hold her hands to try to comfort her.
I feel my heart rate increasing and I drip sweat down on her.
Still, I prefer to try to concentrate on work. It makes things easier for me.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Dec 14, 2004 21:19:02 GMT -5
Stalin continued making his way through the crowd and towards his private jet plane. Aeroplanes are fine with him, just no new things HE has to operate. His destination? Helsinki. His goal? Convince the populace to turn against the Rebels and wipe them out.
The news story? Stalin, beloved and benevolant Red Infinity member and former Soviet Leader, is going to Helsinki to promote furthur peace throughout Red Infinity's world.
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Post by Damascus on Dec 14, 2004 21:19:53 GMT -5
*If we don't have any really pressing matters, then I'd like to be left alone for awhile, if you don't mind to terribly much.* He said to the other dragon.
He finished his tea and then felt that he should probably get some sort of outfit on. He'd had nothing to do for so long and when had nothing better to do, he thought. Mostly about depresing things, though he tried to cheer himself up by thinking of Rayven. Then he'd think about Lady Violet. Then he'd think about Lady Violet and Set, and he'd lose his happy moment. Where had Rayven disappeared to anyway? He missed her more deeply than he'd missed... well, more than alot of things. He got dressed in white slacks and a button up black shirt with a white T-shirt underneath. Looking in the mirror, he thought he looked rather unatural. Not that it really mattered, he just felt better wearing a shirt and pants. A strange, and yet appreciated, comfort. He combed and tied back his hair.
After this, he went and laid down on the sofa to think. He stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thoughts of how confusing ones life could become when actually in love. Did it have to be this confusing, or was it just him?
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 14, 2004 21:22:46 GMT -5
My thoughts muddle and my eyes dim as instinct takes control of my mind. My legs wrap around 'his' waistand I counter-thrust harder against 'him.' My breathing is rapid and I moan with almost every thrust, and finally climax with very little warning.
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 14, 2004 21:27:33 GMT -5
I feel her tighten around me, which causes me climax as well. I guess if I were to ever stay in this male form I would have to work on my skills in bed. Lucky for me, I don't plan on doing this again.
I get up and turn back into a woman.
"That was interesting. I hope this works out. Keep me informed."
I hop in the shower, get dressed, and teleport back to work. I leave Erika in my house in case she wants some time alone.
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Post by Fate on Dec 14, 2004 21:28:58 GMT -5
Fate walks the streets, not quite taking in all that is around him.
It has been so long since he has seen the world, it seems so much is different that it is hard to accept. Slowly he looks around at what the world has evolved into while he was 'resting'.
One of his first thoughts as he walks is of Genovia, What has become of her and where can I find her if she is still alive?, Fate leans against a wall and stares into the blank eyes of the people who pass by. Everyone seems to be in a hurry to get somewhere.
Slowly, with much ease, Fate stretches his arms towards the sky and tries to think of what to do first since his reintroduction to the seemingly new world.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 14, 2004 21:29:39 GMT -5
I lie in bed, and begin to shudder for a few minutes. When I have finished I hastialy put on my clothes and say "I have to go..." to Violet, and teleport to my own apartment and look Despair in the eyes, wondering what he thinks of me now.
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Post by Linda ~ Death's Symphony on Dec 14, 2004 21:30:26 GMT -5
I get annoyed Hope being with Peter and me being the only one who doesn't get whats going on. I had enough. I walked around the castle seeing if anything was up. I enetred a play room. An old dusty wooden rocking horse, a doll left unattended on the couch. I get the doll and stroke its yarn hair. I leave it on the couch and look around seeing a toy chest. I go over to open it, amazed of what is instore in this castle.
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Post by Despair on Dec 14, 2004 21:30:52 GMT -5
"Hello Erika. So how was it?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 14, 2004 21:33:41 GMT -5
"I... it was very strange... There was no real man, but somehow... Violet..." I babble on in German for a minute, very rapidly explaining to him what happened. I lay down on my bed. "I feel so strange. I know I just don't want to do that again..."
(I will stay for your reply then I g2g, cya tommorow)
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Fate is upon you...In life nothing is permanent...not even life itself.
