

DETECTIVE JONES ADVENTURES 1Private Detective Jones kicked the door open and entered fearlessly. He surveyed the scene before him. It was a small, dark room occupied, in a furniture sense, by a desk with an old computer sitting on it, but more importantly, and people-wise, the room contained Percy and Alice. Alice sat, tied up, in the desk’s chair. Her defiant, small but sharp chin was held high, a look of resolute determination on her face. Her back was straight, her breasts (tight under her stewardess uniform) bravely extended out. Percy stood evilly. He also laughed in that fashion.DETECTIVE JONES ADVENTURES 1
“Oh, so you’ve finally come to our little party.” Percy quipped arrogant
Lala
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"He whispered something to her, did the Fine Prince, / something about love and night and intention. / She heard no hoof-beat of the horse and saw no flash of the / shining steel". - Gwendolyn Brooks, "A Bronzeville Mother Loiters".
Just wanted to thank you for adding me to your friends' list
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"He whispered something to her, did the Fine Prince, / something about love and night and intention. / She heard no hoof-beat of the horse and saw no flash of the / shining steel". - Gwendolyn Brooks, "A Bronzeville Mother Loiters".
bye see you soon
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thaz all like
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"He whispered something to her, did the Fine Prince, / something about love and night and intention. / She heard no hoof-beat of the horse and saw no flash of the / shining steel". - Gwendolyn Brooks, "A Bronzeville Mother Loiters".
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Love, as well as time, heals all wounds...
thank you again for welcoming me,
jason
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Love, as well as time, heals all wounds...
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