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Weekly Contest #305
“You know what? I quit.” The towering ebony man covered in teal and aqua feathers threw his hands up, about faced and got two steps toward the door before he was stopped by the force that was Maggie. “No no no.” The slender woman put a hand on his chest and he stopped as if facing an impenetrable wall. A second hand joined the first and she steered him back to the desk; gentle taps and soothing cooing noises coaxing him into a chair. He crossed his legs and pouted, but settled into the chair with a theatrical sigh. “Now. Be a good boy and co...
To: chief.scout@—————Subject: Peanut Butter and JellyDear Chief Scout —————I am writing to bring to your attention a most troubling international incident. My name is Samantha Johnson, third-year extern at the Culinary Institute of America in New York, currently specializing in "American Food Studies: Farm to Table Cooking.”I hold a specialized certification in Historical American Comfort Foods with a concentration in Lunchbox Classics. My published paper 'The Socioeconomic Impact of Crusts vs. No-Crusts: A 50-State Analysis' received the In...
Weekly Contest #298
This story contains mild sexual content.Susan turned the book over once. Twice. Questions multiplied inside her mind, but ever the mousey little one, she didn't put any of them to voice. She controlled her face, not allowing her brows to raise even a centimeter.“Uh, thanks.” She bobbed slightly, hoping that would satisfy whatever social ritual this was.Edith laughed; the ethereal twinkling sound was too musical to even be annoying. She tossed her perfect blonde hair, the waves bouncing and separating exactly how the Pantene commercials model...
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