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| Fiction: Toy Dolls 21 |
Posted by
Shade on Tuesday, October 28, 2003 - 04:01 AM PST
Nicolette smiled as well and tipped an imaginary hat to me. Her voice floated across Rose's happy murmurs. "Thank you for that Xeno. I look forward to tomorrow. You have shown an amazing amount of growth already and it is a joy to teach such an apt pupil." Nicolette leaned over her slave to ash her cigarette and then stood. "I have quite a bit of preparation before tomorrow. If you will all excuse me I think I will take my love here and get started." Everyone made noises of approval and she turned to leave. Her slave glanced over her shoulder and I could swear she winked at Rose. When I looked down at Rose, her face held an entirely too innocent look.
"What are you two up to, darling?" I asked her and then paused. She gave me a calculating look and then opened her mouth but I motioned her to silence. Two entirely unrelated thoughts had just collided in my head. The first was that my speech had been changing subtly so that I had only just noticed that I was becoming more formal when the situation was formal and I had just called Rose "darling". That was not something I had ever called anyone before. Or at least not without being specifically prompted. I was actively changing mentally as well as learning new information and that knowledge was startling in and of itself. The second thought that had crossed my mind was that I had heard something loud and now the silence was complete. When Rose and then Devon had both quieted, so had the rest of the room. The constant murmur of the living forest was gone as well and I could not attribute that to it being night. I had seen a small white owl sitting outside the window only a few minutes ago, and heard the rustle of creatures in the woods. Now it seemed that even the wind was still as if in the passage of a huge beast.
I went to the windows and began to move from one to the next, straining my eyes in the gloom to see down through the leaves to the forest floor beneath us. I caught a flash of color and then nothing, another flash and then I was rushing to the next window. By now others had caught the air of tension and were checking windows and running out of the room to look from other vantage points. Devon was looking speculatively down at the juncture of tree and tree house while he chewed on his lip. Meanwhile I saw another flash of color and realized I was continuously seeing the same color, blue.
"We have cops." I said out loud and I turned to look at Rowenna. She looked back, for a moment shocked and silent. Then her face fell. I was expecting an admission of guilt so I was shocked when her expression went immediately to exasperation. She reached up to the collar of her blouse. It torn down the middle and there between perfectly formed breasts lay a solid silver ankh. It was small enough to look dainty as it nestled between the twin mounds of her braless cleavage. Rowenna looked at it with distaste and tore it from her neck, snapping the silver chain that held it in place. She ran to the nearest window and was about to lift the glass when Devon stepped in. He pressed a finger to his lips and held out the other hand. Rowenna handed the ankh to him with a silent question in her eyes.
Devon took the ankh and sprinted from the room. I looked down through the foliage and saw sudden burst of action below us as the blue flashes began to track Devon's movement. 'Of course', I thought. 'A tracking device'. We remained silent for some time while we waited for Devon to return. When he did it was with a small device in one hand attached to a wire that led to a curved wand in the other. It looked quite a bit like a remote control vibrator until Devon plugged an earphone into it and began waving the wand over Rowenna's body. She stood and whenever he gestured she removed a piece of clothing.
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Re: Toy Dolls 21
by Squire-of-Gothos (Brian0049@hotmail.com)
on Oct 28, 2003 - 05:32 AM
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Hey, hey first to post! That means something really, really special [insert apropriate sarcastic tone] ! What is nice is that two Toy Dolls articles where posted in quick succesion, which is nice, because it fuels the adiction. And you know its an adiction When:
1. After a good session of Toy Dolls you walk around in dark sunglasses calling everyone a square and being moody.
2. You get nasty sweaty palms whenever you think of how many days you have to wait until the next installment of T.D.
3. Discussions with friends degenerates until trying to get your peeps to log on and "Try it just once man. All the dudes on Shmeng are doing it. Pussy!"
4. Your family has frequent interventions with you, trying to "get that sensual, BDSM exploring drama monkey off your back!" and "You don't need this stuff man! What about something more stable, like newspapars, or Tom Clancy novels, or a nice homely dose of cocaine dude. Everybodies doing it. Pussy!"
5. The hand you use your mouse with has track marks.
TD anonymous is in the works BTW, and I'm taking down names for anyone who wants to join.You can do it, with just a little help, You can do it. I mean it. Try to give it up! Pussy!
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you're an addict when..
by Kira (mod_complexathotmaildotcom)
on Oct 29, 2003 - 02:33 PM
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I had a Toy Dolls dream the other night. It was a mix of Shmeng people (who I only know from screen names) and Toy Dolls characters all blended together. We were all in this awesome club, and lots of fun stuff was happening all around. That's (unfortunately) all I remember.
Fun to see what your brain thinks people look/act like.
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