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			<title><![CDATA[ [Riddick] - unsaid, beauty, warmth, smut ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Riddick walked past the line of hopefuls and through the first of several doorways. As he passed through each of them he was scanned for identification,
diseases, weapons, and any outstanding issues with authorities.
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<br>
He ignored customers and Companions alike as he moved through the crowded room towards the back stairs. He took the roughly hewn stone slabs two at a time
until he reached the highest level. He walked down the long, dark hallway towards the rounded entranceway to his... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ [Riddick] - London ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Riddick was still as he watched the chaos of the open street market. They had completed their run, no one had died, and now they needed supplies and amusement.
Two of them had already disappeared with hookers, one around the corner in an alley and one down the street in a doorway. The third was selling off the stash
of stolen goods so he and the fourth man could restock their supply of weapons and ammunition. Riddick did what he did best - disappear into the shadows to
watch.
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He... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ [Chris Varick] - poker, ace of hearts ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Chris whistled on his way out of the elevator. He nodded to some of his fellow businessmen and glanced at some of the secretaries that were waltzing their way
around, getting ready for the day. Most of them were young, gorgeous, and dressed to kill. They made it easy to pass the time.
<br>
<br>
Unfortunately, the secretary for his division of the Internet scam was the polar opposite. His boss didn&#39;t want anyone wasting their time on her. Chris
caught sight of her coming out of the copy... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 20:28:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Dominic &amp; Rowan] - giggle panties ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Oh, that is super cute! Dominic&#39;s gonna hate it!&quot;
<br>
<br>
Dominic sighed as Letty&#39;s delighted voice wafted through the still, heavy heat of the garage. He sighed and waited for the inevitable. Letty&#39;s cheerful
voice meant his wife was wearing something that was going to make his eyelid twitch.
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<br>
Rowan wasn&#39;t proud of it but she&#39;d been on a tear lately, all because of a stupid seventeen year old girl that was obsessed with Dominic. The girl had
latched... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ [Dominic &amp; Rowan] - not what you think, jealous, that just pisses me off ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Rowan rounded the corner of the turn around where the shop sat and stopped dead at the chaos she saw in front of it. She had totally forgotten about the photo
shoot at the garage.
<br>
<br>
&quot;You totally forgot,&quot; Letty said as she stopped beside her.
<br>
<br>
&quot;I forgot,&quot; Rowan admitted as Synn grabbed two handfuls of her hair and tried to stuff them into her mouth.
<br>
<br>
&quot;I can&#39;t imagine why,&quot; Letty said as she got a better grip on Dorian&#39;s legs. He... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 23:57:25 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [BeanBethMason] - the condom exploded! ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ There are certain constants in my life. I acknowledge them and don&#39;t bother to fight them.
<br>
<br>
I know that when Ranger walks out of the shower I usually end up on the floor, making pathetic whimpering noises.
<br>
<br>
I know that when Bean&#39;s period is coming, I gain four pounds because of all the chocolate and french fries that she craves. What kind of friend would I be
to let her eat that stuff alone?
<br>
<br>
I know when Diesel gets laid right he babbles until Chen twists... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 22:50:12 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [BeanBethMason] embarrassing hospital visit ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Mason gets bored easily. That in and of itself isn&#39;t a bad thing because it actually helps her relationship with Digger. If he spends more than three days
on a particular subject I start to worry. Sometimes he switches obsessions in the middle of a sentence. His tattoos are the most permanent thing he&#39;s done.
Well, besides Mason.
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<br>
Mason decided, like every other person in the world, that she wanted to become a world famous Internet blogger. She wanted a blog that was witty,... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ [BeanBethMason] Car breakdown in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods (Blair Witch comedy) ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ You know, if you have one good friend in life that&#39;s really all you need. I, on the other hand, am blessed with two. Two of what, I&#39;m still not sure.
<br>
<br>
They love me enough to tell me my ass looks like the size of Montana in a pair of jeans. They&#39;ll jump into a bar fight on my behalf in a hot second. But
they&#39;d also throw me under a bus if it meant getting to see my man naked. I can&#39;t say I blame them on that last one. Everyone wants to see Ranger
naked. I&#39;ve... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 04:20:40 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Family] - silly string, slinky, wheelchair, adult book store, blow up doll, hollywood sign in LA, harley davidson mc, `65 ford mustang ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;We won&#39;t let anything happen to him! I promise!&quot; Riley said, his voice low and soothing. He&#39;d tried for the tone nurses in a mental ward
used on their batshit crazy patients. He saw Ryan wasn&#39;t buying it.
<br>
<br>
&quot;No,&quot; she repeated again. She knew better than to trust him - his lips were moving.
<br>
<br>
&quot;You know, you could help us out!&quot; Riley snapped at Dominic.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Why would I want to do that?&quot; Dominic asked back. &quot;I know... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 19:57:59 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [BeanBethMason] - internet porn, coffee beans, pink highlighter pen, 24 (tv show) ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;What did you do?&quot; Ranger asked. His voice was calm but his eyes glittered with amusement.
<br>
<br>
I love that he didn&#39;t add &quot;this time&quot; to the end of his question. He always acted like it was the first time he had been summoned to bail us out
of jail. He&#39;s so sweet that way.
<br>
<br>
&quot;It&#39;s her fault,&quot; Bean said flatly as she jabbed a thumb towards Mason.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Really,&quot; Ranger said. He didn&#39;t form it as a question, just accepted... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ [Dominic &amp; Rowan] - Queer As Folk ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Dominic looked at the invitation with raised eyebrows. &quot;Do you really have to go?&quot;
<br>
<br>
Rowan laughed as she looked up from trying to pry Ruby off of her leg. The little girl had a fierce grip and when she wanted picked up, she would climb like a
monkey. She swung her up and put her on the vanity in the bathroom. Ruby promptly crawled into the sink and began to play with all of Rowan&#39;s make-up.
<br>
<br>
&quot;I&#39;m going,&quot; she said again.
<br>
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 18:51:17 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Family] - Buffy, Spike, blood, Monopoly, the Magic Shop, the Bronze ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;You do not want to go up there,&quot; Riley warned when Dominic came through the front door.
<br>
<br>
Dominic looked around the front room of the house and saw all of his friends sprawled in chairs, on couches, and around available floor space. They were
drinking and a rather graphic porn flick was playing on the flat screen television bolted to the wall. The sound was off and the Closed Caption subtitles were
scrolling up from the bottom of the screen.
<br>
<br>
He couldn&#39;t... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 20:21:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Vin &amp; Lily] - kiss, bitter, brown loafers ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Get your tongue out of there! I&#39;m going to be late!&quot;
<br>
<br>
Vin rolled his eyes and held the coffee cup away from her as she grabbed for it.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Since when has my tongue ever been restricted to a time schedule?&quot; he asked as Lily gave up on her dose of desperately needed caffeine.
<br>
<br>
She crawled out of the messy bed and headed for the shower. &quot;Well, there was that one time when we got stuck in the limo line at that party!&quot; she
called.
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 23:41:26 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Taylor Reese] - ring, girlfriend ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Taylor twisted the ring around his thumb again. He&#39;d been doing it for so long that it was an unconscious habit. He never really knew he was doing it, yet
he was always aware of the ring&#39;s presence. It was always there. He never took it off. Not when he worked out, not during sex, not before a beat down.
<br>
<br>
Women often wanted it as a trophy. They wanted to try it on or wear it on a chain around their neck. He never gave them the option. Enemies were just as bad.
To beat Taylor... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 20:12:28 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [BeanBethMason] - tequila, 3-legged dog, midget hooker ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Ranger rubbed between his eyes after seeing the list of charges and damages the small town police captain had compiled. He patiently listened to the local club
owner, who was ranting in a high-pitched voice, emphasizing over and over how loco these women were.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Yes, I certainly agree,&quot; the captain said. &quot;Bitches are crazy.&quot;
<br>
<br>
&quot;One of those crazy bitches is the love of my life,&quot; Ranger said calmly.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Same here but I agree with the... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 22:07:36 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Taylor Reese] - Keanu Reeves ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Who the fuck are you supposed to be? Keanu Reeves?&quot; Chris asked as Marbles walked up, his new leather trench coat flapping behind him. &quot;You
look like Neo.&quot;
<br>
<br>
&quot;Who?&quot; Matty asked as they headed towards the building.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Neo, from that movie The Matrix. You know, he did all that bad ass shit like jumping across buildings and running up walls.&quot;
<br>
<br>
Matty glanced sideways as Marbles tripped over his coat. &quot;That&#39;s fantasy.... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Dominic &amp; Rowan] - lust, sticky ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Rowan threw Dominic the wildest, sexist, most politically incorrect birthday party the racers had ever seen.
<br>
<br>
It started with the invitation. It was a tri-fold photograph with a line of women clad only in white undies, each with a letter of his name on her butt. Letty
and Mia had a ball picking the girls. All of them were his past lays.
<br>
<br>
&quot;I think I remember the vowels,&quot; he said when he saw it.
<br>
<br>
Every girl attending wore a `Hi, my name is&#39; badge with a... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:08:35 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Sean Vetter] - swimming pool ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Sean saw Maze trot out of the house, across the deck, and settle at the stairs of the pool. He ignored him as he finished doing laps. As he hit the wall for
the last time he turned and started towards the stairs and the dog. Maze kept his place until Sean could stand in the shallow end of the pool. Then the dog
hunkered down and began to bark wildly, his bushy tail wagging back and forth.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Hey, furball! Think you took up enough of the bed last night?&quot; Sean said as he... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 11:06:38 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Taylor Reese] - watch ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Taylor heard the alarm begin its gentle chime. She moved and turned it off but made no move to get out of the bed. He couldn&#39;t blame her. They were buried
under blankets to the point where their naked skin was almost sweaty. They both knew how cold it would be when they left their warm sanctuary.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Fuck,&quot; she finally said. She sat up because she had to. She had to go back to work. Their mid-afternoon fuck fest was just a pause in her day. He
didn&#39;t have anywhere to... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 22:41:40 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ [Sean Vetter] - keys, water, best friend ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p><span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"><font size="2">Sean listened to the next song begin on his iPod and upped the intensity
of his work out. It was in the home stretch now and he felt it in every muscle of his body.</font></span></p>

<p><span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"><font size="2">Hitting the heavy bag for at least half an hour every day of the week had
changed the way his body looked. He had always kept himself big with... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 21:51:57 GMT</pubDate>
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