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From: "Adrian Hunter & Chelsea Shepard" <adrian_hunter@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} [rom fest] Something Blue by Adrian Hunter (bd, rom)
Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2002 04:10:05 -0400
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for the "flash challenge" category. please see attached txt file.

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adrian
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Flash challenge

Something Blue (rom, bd)
By Adrian Hunter
Copyright (C) 2002


Henry reached between her silk-shimmering legs to check the strap one last 
time. The new leather was a bit stiff, but Rebecca had begged most 
charmingly to wear white.

Yeah, right. And Chastity's a raving dyke, and sweet Virginia was last seen 
dropping reds, greens and blues on Sir Mick's shit-encrusted shoes.

His fingers danced up her groin to what little remained of her waist. Such 
strong bones. Those Victorians sure could corset. He wondered which guests 
would notice the bride never sat down.

But she certainly could kneel. Now.

As organs swelled before the processional, he reached into his pocket and 
caressed the pair of gold rings he had borrowed from the best man. Another 
protocol breach. But his dearly beloved had no need for shiny baubles or 
compressed carbon. Not with his name tattooed above her pussy.

Rebecca had read something about Viagra having a similar effect on women. 
Like she needed more encouragement. But it would take at least another 30 
minutes before they found out for sure. Which should coincide nicely with "I 
do," not coincidentally the only thing she had been allowed to say in his 
presence all day.

Good grief, with fists like those, her mother must moonlight as a bodyguard 
for Lennox Lewis. Henry hoped the rectory door was stronger than the priests 
who hid behind it.

"Coming," he said sweetly, almost making her choke in a fit of giggles.

###

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