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Edge of Thorns 4 - Pt 24Part 24
I need to get Scott away from her and we need to get out of here!
Nathan knew there was no time to waste and no way he could help Alton now. He had to get back inside with Scott -- if only he had listened and left when the angel had told them to -- and they had to get away soon. Scrambling away from whatever it was Alton had become, he did the only thing he could think of to distract Gula. Shoving the paper and the keys into his pockets, he quickly scooped up a handful of snow, packed it down tightly and hurled the resulting ball into the Sin's head. "Get off of him!"
The snowball hit hard against her ear, enough for her to growl and loosen her hold but not enough to make her release. It did, however, provide Scott with an opening to break free. He jammed his elbow into Gula's stomach, but then (to Nathan's surprise) turned and grabbed her, flipping her over his shoulder and into the snow, sending up a burst of flurries when she made contact. The two men br
Edge of Thorns 4 - Pt 22Part 22
I think we should investigate, but I don't think it's safe for either of us to go out there alone...
Nathan nodded as he rose from his seat and ran his fingers anxiously through his hair. "I won't be able to sleep no matter what I do, but I especially won't be able to if I don't check this out." He turned to his coworker with a rueful smirk. "But I also think you're right about one thing: we should tell Alton. If it ends up being nothing, great. If it is something..."
"Better safe than sorry," Scott agreed, stretching and yawning one more time. "You wake him up; I'll get our coats."
The two nodded at each other, then crept quietly to their tasks (Avery was still asleep on the couch, after all). Nathan hoped that Alton wouldn't be upset about being woken up at this hour, but just as he reached to tap on his door, the door next to him -- to Lidia's room -- creaked slowly open. With his nerves already on edge, the writer jumped, but breathed a sigh of relief w
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My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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