This is eventually going to need a title...
Or could just be referred to as DEAR GOD What is that Thing? ala Princess Bride.
Anyways. This will be an interesting enstallment as I'm slightly buzzed on the last few bottles of Miller Light left over from a little shindig a couple weeks ago. Yes, I know. Ugh. Miller Light. But that's what the birthday girl wanted. Can't let it go to waste, that ( Read more... )
Anyways. This will be an interesting enstallment as I'm slightly buzzed on the last few bottles of Miller Light left over from a little shindig a couple weeks ago. Yes, I know. Ugh. Miller Light. But that's what the birthday girl wanted. Can't let it go to waste, that ( Read more... )
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He was right, of course. Deep down she knew. She had always known, ever since school. Maybe that was one of the reasons why she loved Quidditch so much. It had always been almost sexual for her. Maybe that was why she had felt so lonely ever since she stopped playing.
I loved this bit especially.
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This just made me melt.
Marcus kissed like he played Quidditch: brutal, mercilessly, and with an intensity that was almost scary to behold.
Completed the process and turned me into a puddle of goo.
Did I mention I like this?? :)
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