Calin Regainig the Edge Chapter Three

He knew that the suit was a very good light combat unit with armor and sensors that could keep him alive in a hard vacuum fight, but it itched. "heads up. this is the tactical situation. the cargo ship pinged us.

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The Lead Crown: Ch 8.2b, A Dozen 'Tails' Told

"it itches a little... can i... touch it?" christine reached down and took hold of the scholar's hand, slowly raising it up to rest against the base of the horn. "itching is normal... it's a sign that it's healing.

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Sunbeams For Miles

Welcome to the realm of purring, never-ending, and itches ever eased, by scritches in all the right places. welcome, little one, to the softest of laps. to a place where every chase, leaves you with a prize.

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Juxtapose

Still, the difference between this hiatus and the previous ones, i will be itching to come back here to upload stories and what not for you guys.

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Pain

Maintain the will to survive the hate they spew to bring you down may feel like nails and glass splitting your brow power drills and saws grinding through your skull they grin and laugh as they watch, ready to cull menevolent fingers ready to strike itching

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The Unintended Curse ch13

'oh, yes,' and with that the itch developed into a something quite different and the little sister couldn't contain her laughter as the itch quickly turned into a feeling of being tickled/assaulted

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Buzzness...

Nbsp; my never-ending disagreement with time & joy a fight for what i feel is right i've had since i was a boy common ground lost in the blink of an eye, leaving only hesitation & doubt with who, what, where, & why to the bone, i feel at times, alone, itching

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Prologue

The cold metal collar around your neck, the one they put on you to keep yourself in check, oh how it itched. the lifeless handcuffs weren't any better either.

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Out Of The Frying Pan... Part 3

._ i start to reach for a spot on my head that has started to itch when i feel the cold, hard metal of a gun barrel poke into the back of my head. "i wouldn't move if i were you."

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Meeting Him

The itch only got worse as i began heading home, but i decided to take a slightly different route in a feeble attempt to silence the howls of desperation from inside of me.

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August 6: Tora’s Spaghetti

Last time i went here was back in second grade, when dad was itching to buy some foreign perfume. and like the kid i was back then, i went for the candies. "hey, look at this!" tatsu-nii said, holding a mini-car.

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