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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 21:32:17 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Other_Characters</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Aylwin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant. He's also known for his menacing unmatched skill with the sword, truly you cannot say you haven't dreamed of crossing swords with him. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mercy doesn't run in cold blood and running him through- or at least knocking him down a knotch or a few to lower his self esteem would do great boosts to your own confidence. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You remain unnerved as you are galloped off to the crown-prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. And little over a year ago, acted on the promise of it's threat. You do not not know why, but your two nations have never really liked each other. Though, your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen to keep the peace through giving you away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't object even if you had wanted to, not that you did. You know how excited you got at the thrill of finally being able to explore all the parts of a man without limits. But under the circumstances, you could now say otherwise your horny becomings had left you. The excitement in your chest from earlier has immediately dropped, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everything will be more than a struggle from now on, and you have to be strong enough to embrace it. All the faces you meet in your new life won't exactly be pleased, which probably means no more cute boys to flirt with. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; You smile and reassure Duran. &amp;quot;I wonder how they'll handle all this!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gesture to yourself grinning, nobody's going to stop you being playful ol' you though. Duran laughs along with you. You consider him a good friend, who shall indeed be missed. It might be fun to play a few pranks on your new soon to be husband aswell...&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Continue...]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 23:14:21 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Aylwin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant. You are being shot off to the crown-prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. And little over a year ago, acted on the promise of it's threat. You do not not know why, but your two nations have never really liked each other. Though, your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen to keep the peace through giving you away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't object even if you had wanted to, not that you did. You know how excited you got at the thrill of finally being able to explore all the parts of a man without limits. But under the circumstances, you could now say otherwise. The excitement in your chest from earlier has immediately dropped, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everything will be more than a struggle from now on, and you have to be strong enough to embrace it. All the faces you meet in your new life won't exactly be pleased, which probably means no more cute boys to flirt with. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; You smile and reassure Duran. &amp;quot;I wonder how they'll handle all this!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gesture to yourself grinning, nobody's going to stop you being playful ol' you though. Duran laughs along with you. You consider him a good friend, who shall indeed be missed. It might be fun to play a few pranks on your new soon to be husband aswell...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue...]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 22:50:46 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Aylwin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant. You are being shot off to the crown-prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. And little over a year ago, acted on the promise of it's threat. You do not not know why, but your two nations have never really liked each other. Though, your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen to keep the peace through giving you away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't object even if you had wanted to, not that you did. You know how excited you got at the thrill of finally being able to explore all the parts of a man without limits. But under the circumstances, you could now say otherwise. The excitement in your chest from earlier has immediately dropped, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everything will be more than a struggle from now on, and you have to be strong enough to embrace it. All the faces you meet in your new life won't exactly be pleased, which probably means no more cute boys to flirt with. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; You smile and reassure Duran. &amp;quot;I wonder how they'll handle all this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You laugh, nobody's going to stop you being playful ol' you though. Duran laughs along with you. You consider him a friend, who shall indeed be missed. It might be fun to play a few pranks on your new soon to be husband aswell...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue...]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 22:47:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Aylwin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant. You are being shot off to the crown-prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. And little over a year ago, acted on the promise of it's threat. You do not not know why, but your two nations have never really liked each other. Though, your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen to keep the peace through giving you away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't object even if you had wanted to, not that you did. But under the circumstances, you could say otherwise. The excitement in your chest from earlier has immediately dropped, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everything will be more than a struggle from now on, and you have to be strong enough to embrace it. All the faces you meet in your new life won't exactly be pleased, which probably means no more cute boys to flirt with. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; You smile and reassure Duran. &amp;quot;I wonder how they'll handle all this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You laugh, nobody's going to stop you being playful ol' you though. Duran laughs along with you. You consider him a friend, who shall indeed be missed. It might be fun to play a few pranks on your new soon to be husband aswell...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue...]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 22:45:27 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Alywin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant and standing a throne above everyone. You are being shot off to the crown prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. Your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen this treaty to keep the peace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The excitement in your chest from earlier immediately drops, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn't work, at least not this time. The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue...]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 22:04:50 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire *Black leather 3*</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Alywin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, marrie…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You are marrying an arrogant Prince called Alywin, which means 'noble friend.' Though it couldn't be far from the truth, he beds whomever he chooses. Be it male or female, married or virgin. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A mere boy with sexual needs, exactly like his father. An old man proud of being a tyrant and standing a throne above everyone. You are being shot off to the crown prince of Tarium, a kingdom who has been threatening to wage war for near over a decade. Your father being the honorable savior he is, values the safety of his people far above your own freedom and has chosen this treaty to keep the peace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The excitement in your chest from earlier immediately drops, and it doesn't go unnoticed. &amp;quot;Saya, it won't be all that bad. You are doing your father proud.&amp;quot; Duran tries to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn't work, at least not this time. The problem is you never did anything to make your father proud yet. But you swear you will, keeping a tight grip on the handle of your katana. You have a duty to your people, even if you need to be wed to a brat who probably never set foot out his own castle walls.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 22:03:39 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:The_prince_of_a_neighbouring_country_to_enforce_a_ceasefire_*Black_leather_3*</comments>		</item>
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			<title>A blond dude</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/A_blond_dude</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The blonde guy who called out your name is impressively fit, you can't help but almost drool as you check out the outline of that six pack. His brown eyes seem just to sparkle as you try not to get lost in them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Umm, do I know you?&amp;quot; You ask, acting normal as far as you can tell. How does he even know your name?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; He laughs, a very sexy laugh. Really, you can't believe how many sexy guys have actually looked your way today. And if everything was going to be like this the rest of your life...hell you couldn't wait. &amp;quot;I'm Jamie. You know, captain of the football team?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Is that supposed to impress me? How did you know my name?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Umm...is there something you need?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Do you want to go out...as friends I mean.&amp;quot;]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 14:30:37 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:A_blond_dude</comments>		</item>
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			<title>A blond dude</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/A_blond_dude</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The blonde guy who called out your name is impressively fit, you can't help but almost drool as you check out the outline of that six pack. His brown eyes seem just to sparkle as you try not to get lost in them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, do I know you?&amp;quot; You ask, acting normal as far as you can tell. How does he even know your name?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; He laughs, a very sexy laugh. Really, you can't believe how many sexy guys have actually looked your way today. And if everything was going to be like this the rest of your life...hell you couldn't wait. &amp;quot;I'm Lewis. You know, captain of the football team?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Is that supposed to impress me? How did you know my name?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Umm...is there something you need?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[&amp;quot;Do you want to go out...as friends I mean.&amp;quot;]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 14:28:47 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:A_blond_dude</comments>		</item>
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			<title>A blond dude</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/A_blond_dude</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The blonde guy who called out your name is impressively fit, you can't help but almost drool as you check out the outline of that six pack. His brown eyes seem just to sparkle as…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The blonde guy who called out your name is impressively fit, you can't help but almost drool as you check out the outline of that six pack. His brown eyes seem just to sparkle as you try not to get lost in them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, do I know you?&amp;quot; You ask, acting normal as far as you can tell. How does he even know your name?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; He laughs, a very sexy laugh. Really, you can't believe how many sexy guys have actually looked your way today. And if everything was going to be like this the rest of your life...hell you couldn't wait. &amp;quot;I'm Lewis. You know, captain of the football team?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[&amp;quot;Is that supposed to impress me? How did you know my name?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[&amp;quot;Umm...is there something you need?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[&amp;quot;Do you want to go out...as friends I mean.&amp;quot;]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 14:28:24 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:A_blond_dude</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Your boobs are...big!</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Your_boobs_are...big!</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The note gets passed to her, and you feel your spine go cold as she unfolds it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What kind of person writes 'your boobs are so big?' A phedo. Now she'd never want to talk to you again. You regret until you hear a giggle from across the room.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's Sarah, she winks at you and begins to write another note.&lt;br /&gt;
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When it's passed to you, you pray...&lt;br /&gt;
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I had no idea you were looking, you perv! But you can touch my big boobs as much as you want later ;)...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Smile at Sarah]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Ditch her]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:47:55 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Your_boobs_are...big!</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Your boobs are...big!</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Your_boobs_are...big!</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The note gets passed to her, and you feel your spine go cold as she unfolds it.   What kind of person writes 'your boobs are so big?' A phedo. Now she'd never want to talk to you…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The note gets passed to her, and you feel your spine go cold as she unfolds it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What kind of person writes 'your boobs are so big?' A phedo. Now she'd never want to talk to you again. You regret until you hear a giggle from across the room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's Sarah, she winks at you and begins to write another note.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When it's passed to you, you pray...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had no idea you were looking, you perv! But you can touch my big boobs as much as you want later ;)...&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Smile at her]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Ditch her]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:47:00 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Your_boobs_are...big!</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Agree to have sex with him at school</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Thinking about it, you know he's got a point. Jessica always listened to her boyfriends before anyone else. James smirks, knowing he's won.  You don't say anything, uncomfortably…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Thinking about it, you know he's got a point. Jessica always listened to her boyfriends before anyone else. James smirks, knowing he's won.&lt;br /&gt;
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You don't say anything, uncomfortably shifting away from him as far as the edge of the seat can take you. It doesn't sit well with you, knowing you're about to lose your virginity an asshole like him. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Meet me in the janitor's closet at lunch.&amp;quot; He whispers to you, before getting off the bus. &lt;br /&gt;
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Your lip trembles as you come off the bus, slightly scared. You spend homeroom fidgeting with anything that's around, feeling uncomfortable down there. You think about what you're going to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Try and Avoid him]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Face him and get it over and down with]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:39:57 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Agree_to_have_sex_with_him_at_school</comments>		</item>
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			<title>ADAS/Shake your head and walk away</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;No thanks,&amp;quot; you shrug. Playing it cool.  You make it to your locker, put in the combination and take out your books for the first few periods.   There's still a few minutes til …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;No thanks,&amp;quot; you shrug. Playing it cool.&lt;br /&gt;
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You make it to your locker, put in the combination and take out your books for the first few periods. &lt;br /&gt;
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There's still a few minutes til class starts.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Talk to a friend]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Walk around for a bit]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Sit down and Study in the Library]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:19:13 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:ADAS/Shake_your_head_and_walk_away</comments>		</item>
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			<title>ADASNerdG/Blurt out hi as your face turns red</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You turn your head away, trying to hide your blush and calm your racing heart.  &amp;quot;Hey,&amp;quot; he simply says back. Not paying any notice, for what you silently are glad for. You've had …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You turn your head away, trying to hide your blush and calm your racing heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey,&amp;quot; he simply says back. Not paying any notice, for what you silently are glad for. You've had a crush on this boy for as long as you can remember. Just he never really did see you, you have always been invisible to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;
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So sitting next to him on the bus is just awkward, especially when he just stares out the window all day...&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:14:30 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:ADASNerdG/Blurt_out_hi_as_your_face_turns_red</comments>		</item>
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			<title>OG/Why the fuck do you care about me? Go fuck one of the cheerleaders, because I am not a slut.</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;That's mean, I'm not a man whore.&amp;quot; He snorts.  You don't reply. You just stare back at him as if to say 'seriously?' Everyone knows how many girls he's slept with, then ditched.…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;That's mean, I'm not a man whore.&amp;quot; He snorts.&lt;br /&gt;
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You don't reply. You just stare back at him as if to say 'seriously?' Everyone knows how many girls he's slept with, then ditched. Jake has quite the reputation for it. And he's calling you the bitch here? You wonder what's wrong with that picture.&lt;br /&gt;
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Taking it the wrong way, he laughs at your facial expression.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 11:08:54 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:OG/Why_the_fuck_do_you_care_about_me%3F_Go_fuck_one_of_the_cheerleaders,_because_I_am_not_a_slut.</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Pull at his balls in an unpleasant way.</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Strawberries:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You jump back, spiting out his cum in disgust.   &amp;quot;What? Why did you stop?&amp;quot; He asks, annoyed.   You glare at him. He's a jerk, always playing with girls like that. Before you can …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You jump back, spiting out his cum in disgust. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What? Why did you stop?&amp;quot; He asks, annoyed. &lt;br /&gt;
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You glare at him. He's a jerk, always playing with girls like that. Before you can even comprehend what you're doing, you've grabbed his balls and squeezed them tight together so they've actually turned purple. He looks at you scrunching his eyebrows in pain, before you painfully stretch out his dick and let it snap back.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oww!&amp;quot; He yelps. &lt;br /&gt;
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There are no other seats on the bus, but you don't care. You wouldn't sit next to him if your life depended on it. You walk up to the front and stand, not listening to the commotion behind you that would be his girlfriend screaming at him while everyone else stays silent and watches.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 10:59:37 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Strawberries</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Pull_at_his_balls_in_an_unpleasant_way.</comments>		</item>
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