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Post by Knoll on Aug 16, 2006 1:29:59 GMT -5
No I wouldnt, I'd be like: OMG,THIS WOULD BE GOOD IN MOVIE FORM!!
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 16, 2006 1:31:24 GMT -5
I think Knoll's eyes would melt when I finally get to writing the NC-17 part of my fic.
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 16, 2006 16:41:23 GMT -5
XD XD
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 16, 2006 16:43:49 GMT -5
Yep.
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 16, 2006 16:44:25 GMT -5
I should make mine a prt 2.
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 16, 2006 16:45:57 GMT -5
If you want to
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 18, 2006 1:42:21 GMT -5
Hmmm... I can't think of a good story line.
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 18, 2006 2:35:18 GMT -5
You'll think of something. ^ ^
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 18, 2006 15:50:25 GMT -5
I'm not a very good fic writer when it comes to porn.
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 18, 2006 15:53:28 GMT -5
Hmm, I haven't wrote porn yet.
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 19, 2006 11:27:27 GMT -5
What about that fic you were gonna write?
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 19, 2006 11:30:49 GMT -5
Yeah, but I haven't actually written those parts yet.
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 19, 2006 23:14:35 GMT -5
Oh, well I've got my story down, so I'll cut to it and start writing.
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Post by Tsuruko on Aug 20, 2006 0:23:57 GMT -5
Fujiwara Fic 2(it has nothing to do with the 1st one) Rated: R for sexual content Time: Well in this fic I'm about 23 and that makes Fuji around 36. Name: The couple she dreamed for..
Tsuruko ran as fast as she could down the street, knowing she was going to be late for her business interview. Her high heels screached across the pavement, leaving a hot black line on the cement,and her black skirt fliping up from every turn she took leaving men to look at her black silk lace panties. As the looked up her legs gazing at her matching thin black nylons,with lace going up her thigh. Her D's bounced from each hard step she took. She was so determind to get to her interview she didn't even notice her buttons coming undone from her business shirt also reavealing her firm rounded breasts with her bra fastened tight around her ti*s, it looked as if the bra would snap at any moment. Meanhile Mr Fujiwara Motoo was walking into his apartment returning from a long day of recording. It wasn't until that very moment that their eyes met. But it was too late to avoid eachother. Tsuruko then slammed into Fujiwara. Her skirt flipped up all the way,her nylons ripped. and her buttons on her shirt all of them undone. She gasped as she heard her bra pop. They were bothed flushed. She was lying ontop of Fujiwara with her breasts perked against his chest. As he rose his hand to help Tsuruko up her could feel his hand sliding up her thigh up to her tight a$$. He blushed and pulled his hand away not meaning to have touched her lik that. He stuttered and tried to appologize. Then Tsuruko's watch beeped informing her that she had missed her entire interview. She got off of Fujiwara and buttoned her top and straitened out her skirt. She appologized form running into him and started to walk away. He quickly stood up and asked for her name. "Tsuruko." She replied. "Last name?" "I'm sorry, I don't gie out my full name to strangers."
((will continue))
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Post by Shakujou on Aug 20, 2006 11:59:23 GMT -5
I siee, interesting fic so far.^^
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