Operation: PIRATE
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One lass's quest to work up the pirattitude it takes to sail the high seas... or the nearest lake.
That "one lass" being me.
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~Sleekfur
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Dear Old Shiz, Part 10“God, I need a drink.” “This one’s my treat,” Raijk said, leading me to the bar. “What can I get you? Sex on the Beach? Leg-Spreader? Screaming Orgasm?” “I suppose those are my only options, are they? Are you after bragging rights or something?” “I hadn’t thought of that, but now that you mention it…” He grinned. “No. I rather thought I’d give you a real one before I started bragging.” “What?” “Sorry, that was the alcohol talking. I’m sorry. Fancy a walk outsidDear Old Shiz, Part 10
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Dear Old Shiz, Part 9“Can I buy you a drink?” A young man in a suit jacket smiled handsomely. I smiled over my shoulder, suddenly shy. “Um, no thanks.” I grabbed Elphaba’s arm. “Can we go?” “You wanted to come in here.” “I changed my mind.” “Are you okay?” “I’m fine. It just smells in here.” “Bars have that tendency,” she smirked. I fake-smiled and steered her back out to the street. “Well, that was a record,” Elphaba said. “I think wDear Old Shiz, Part 9
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Dear Old Shiz, Part 8“Check out the sweet ass on that one—hey, baby.” “I’m not your baby,” I snapped at the sooty men leaning on their brooms on the curb. “Don’t talk to them,” Elphaba said, hurrying me away from the train station. “It’s better to ignore guys like that, and there are plenty of them in this city.” “Ooh, Elphie, how would you know?” I teased. “It’s just common sense.” “Fine, if you’re going to be all secretive about it.” Grommetik clicked behind us, carrying our suitcases, as we joined the queue at the cDear Old Shiz, Part 8
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Dear Old Shiz, Part 7“Ow!” I drew back from my tea and placed the steaming mug on the table. “Shoot, that’s really hot.” “Must you provide a running commentary through the entire breakfast?” Elphie said with more disinterest than irritation, running her green finger across the page of her open book. “I see you didn’t forget your grumpy pills this morning.” “Mm.” “You’re not even listening.” I blew on my tea and tried to sip it again. Elphaba turned the page. “The curtain’s on fire. Someone’s murdering an AniDear Old Shiz, Part 7
by ~Sleekfur
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