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Originally posted by coquette"Great 21st Century Novel"
67. Doyle begrudgingly took Ben's hand, not realizing that he was actually Fritz in disguise!
Chapter One..... Major Outage
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Chapter Two..... Double Triangle
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Chapter Three...
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Chapter 3.
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Sheila was conflicted, torn in so many directions. There was Ben, her "first" from high school, and Doyle, the powerful soldier who held the front against the black kingdom, and Ken, who reminded her so much of Ben, and then, Fritz, who no one knew about, but was really pulling the strings of her heart. Now, sitting across from Doyle, with Ken shaking his hand, and Fritz buzzing on her blackberry, all she could think about was that first time with Ken, when the waitress brought the food and she gazed upon her favorite: carne asada. The men in her lives would have to wait.
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Originally posted by coquette69. Shelia embodied both the letter and spirit of the advice Polonious gave to Laertes ,"To thine ownself be true and then
Chapter 3.
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Sheila was conflicted, torn in so many directions. There was Ben, her "first" from high school, and Doyle, the powerful soldier who held the front against the black kingdom, and Ken, who reminded her so much of Ben, and then, Fritz, who no one knew about, but was really pulling the strings of her heart. Now, sitting across from Doyle, w ...[text shortened]... he food and she gazed upon her favorite: carne asada. The men in her lives would have to wait.
thou canst not be false to any man." so many years and fictions ago... an honest woman, a ruby beyond price.
Originally posted by coquetteDear god Sheila, i hope you're on Viagra!
Chapter 3.
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Sheila was conflicted, torn in so many directions. There was Ben, her "first" from high school, and Doyle, the powerful soldier who held the front against the black kingdom, and Ken, who reminded her so much of Ben, and then, Fritz, who no one knew about, but was really pulling the strings of her heart. Now, sitting across from Doyle, w ...[text shortened]... he food and she gazed upon her favorite: carne asada. The men in her lives would have to wait.
GRANNY.
Originally posted by eamon o76. He didn't have time to ponder the meaning, though, as the authoritative pounding on the front door indicated someone demanding to be attended to.
- and suddenly the sound of the alarm,
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRinggggggggggggg.....
Oh shoot its Monday morning,
that was strange dream brought on,
methinks, by the breakdown of my chess engine