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Gen - Jakes first Jinn                                                                Tina - Rita's daughter Jinn - What the genies are called                                             Trully -  second Jinn doc Rasmir's little sister Tommy Sinclair - Friend of Jake's and fellow worker           Nyrae - Juno's powerful Jinn   Mary - Boss's daughter                                                              Nuha - Leader of Deadly Trio     Juno - Jakes big Boss and Mary's...

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In Remembrance

As always: Thanks to rf-fast for the editing work. Your insights are what takes this story from mindless drivel to readable. * ‘It’s Valentine’s Day.’ Elise perked up at the words and stopped in midstride. Daniel took hold of his wife’s hand as he continued, ‘I remember our first Valentine’s Day. The day we met…’ The corners of Elise’s mouth arched upward. She never heard his version of that special day and was curious. ‘It was the big Valentine’s Day dance during my senior year at...

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Remembrance

I remember what a woman’s flesh felt like. The soft warmth, the gentle curves, the swell of a breast, the ample fullness of the buttocks. I remember the feel of her body against mine, how we fitted together in sleep, my protective arm over her, my hand cupping her breast. I remember the impulsiveness of our youth, when we didn’t sleep, when the hunger of our bodies required an urgent coupling, and the intensity of our love, when we tenderly explored each other’s bodies and discovered the...

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Remembrance

fingers clenched tight at the clear plastic casing of the pen till knuckles were white with effort. the effort not to scream from remembered pleasure. flesh gone soft and sore throbbed with molten lava of heat that swelled soft tissue into one central sensitive button. moisture pooled between shaking thighs clenched together under an old desk, hoping no one noticed the restrained self-control. they rubbed togeter making all areas around her core slick with juices of her want. each movement was...

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Loving Remembrance

“I'm sorry ma'am, there’s truly nothing more we can do for him. It's all in God's hands now. In my professional experience I don't see him lasting more than a few more days. I know it’s hard, but we've done the best we can.”The doctor drones on, but I've heard it all before. It seems like a hundred doctors have come through this little room that smells of disinfectant, filling with the hissing sounds of life-support machines, only to tell me the same bad news over and over. I just can't accept...

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Remembrance

fingers clenched tight at the clear plastic casing of the pen till knuckles were white with effort. the effort not to scream from remembered pleasure. flesh gone soft and sore throbbed with molten lava of heat that swelled soft tissue into one central sensitive button. moisture pooled between shaking thighs clenched together under an old desk, hoping no one noticed the restrained self-control. they rubbed togeter making all areas around her core slick with juices of her want. each movement was...

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Remembrance

He parked the car where he always did, at the end of a row of gravestones near the back of the cemetery. He got out slowly, holding on to the door frame for support. He reached over and grabbed his cane, then closed the door and started across the grass toward the last gravestone at the end. He was shakier than usual today, and he had to stop and steady himself, to get his heart to slow down. "I'm coming, Miss Whetstone," he said, starting off again. This was a big day, and he was trying...

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Remembrance

Copyright© 2006 On a warm, humid, Midwest, summer night a little breeze stirred just enough air to allow the elderly couple to spend the final hours of the day on the veranda. They shuffled out, sinking into opposite ends of the chaise. It was so hot this summer. The heat slowed them, melted their rations of energy. No words passed between them; none were needed. The woman surveyed the sunset, marking day's end. Alone in her thoughts, she thought to herself, "The sun is setting on our days,...

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Nap Time Remembrance

Chapter 1 We lived quite close to the schools that we went to and always walked to and from together. The we is my brother, Joey, and me, Lacey. He's a year older and what I want to tell you about happened when he was in the eighth grade and I was in seventh. Joey and I always got along great, never really had fights and arguments like some siblings, in fact, we actually liked each other. Our mom was a stay-at-home mom, something that was getting to be less common every year and she would...

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Day three, 5am I woke up to a crying voice, and I slid out of bed. Going downstairs I followed it to the back to the room where Naomi was crying on her bed. "Naomi, are you ok?" I asked as I sat on the bed. Naomi rolled over and clutched me tightly as she cried. Stroking her hair I asked again and she responded. "I miss Kat," she said. "Who is Kat?" I asked. "Kathleen, the girl I was staying at. She's my best friend. When Kari and I went into foster care, she was my first friend...

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RuneswardChapter 39 Time of Remembrance

“That piece doesn’t move like that,” Iranwyn chastised her younger brother. The room was dark, lit only by a single candle set on a small table near the door. The two were sitting on a small rug covering the dirt floor, the small game board set between them. “But I want it to move like that,” Yren replied, his eyes wide. He looked at his sister closely, the lavender sent of her hair somehow drifting to his nose though she was several feet away. He frowned for a moment. There was something...

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ControlPart 2 Loss and Remembrance

A world dark and asleep. A world for Geoffrey, spread across the night and empty of people. There are always some people up and about, aren't there, even at the end of the evening? Not now and not here. Geoffrey drives along a parkway, watching the streetlights move by smoothly and quietly, one every few seconds, an endless procession of them, dignified and calm. He passes through a few blinking traffic lights. The green of the dashboard dials is so peaceful it makes him think of things far...

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Birthday Celebrations

This wasn’t what Brianna had planned – she didn’t expect the ‘casual’ party to blow out of proportion like this! Loud music was blaring throughout the entire house, and a countless stream of teenagers was littering every inch of the building. She wasn’t even able to return to the living room without having to squeeze through multiple groups, by the stairs and in the hallway. Sure it was her boyfriend’s home, but she knew that most of the clean-up would become her duty. “Hey!” Brianna...

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Earth Day Celebrations

Here I am a senior in college and this science professor thinks we're all grade school kids. Writing a stupid report about Earth Day! This is the third year in a row we had to do it. I may be wrong here but I really don't give a crap. I want a clean environment as much as the next guy and to save the natural resources but I'm just a college kid trying to make it to graduation and find a job. I knew I had to get a good mark on this report so I went on the Internet to see what I could find...

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UpgradeChapter 23 Balancing the Sexes Moving Into the Mansion Celebrations

Our growing circle seemed to be tilting strongly in favor of more women than men, a point that I worried about occasionally when I was feeling inadequate about seeing everyone satisfied. Yes, the women were happy with bisexual or sapphic lovemaking, but every one of them preferred male company. No one else voiced concern. We also had a wide range of ages in our circle too. At the older end, we had Rosalin – when she visited, my mother Beth – who now made visits every couple of months, and...

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