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minut += 2
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gs 'stat'
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'<center><img <<$set_imgh>> src="images/characters/shared/photos/big221.jpg"></center>'
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- '"Grigory? Grigory Chekov?" You ask, a smile blossoming on your face, "Its been a long time. I thought you had moved to the city?"'
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+ '"Grigory? Grigory Chekov?" You ask, a smile blossoming on your face, "It''s been a long time. I thought you had moved to the city?"'
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'Grigory gives you an authentic smile, "Yes and no. There''s a big corporate farm to the southeast of Saint Petersburg. I worked there for a couple of years, but," Grimacing, "It just wasn''t a good fit for me so I came home," He gestures at the area around him.'
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'His smile is a little self conscious, "I love this little town, and I missed it.'
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- '"Its been too long Kiska," When he finally nears where you''re standing, he shows no sign of slowing down, instead reaching out and picking you up by your hips and holding you out at arm''s length.'
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+ '"It''s been too long Kiska," When he finally nears where you''re standing, he shows no sign of slowing down, instead reaching out and picking you up by your hips and holding you out at arm''s length.'
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'The sheer strength involved in such a feat, to pick you up so effortlessly, is impressive. You can see him looking you over, his eyes lingering momentarily on your breasts before he blushes slightly and pulls you into a small hug before sitting you back down, "You''ve grown into quite the woman," He says, glancing at the cows in the field.'
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'Reaching for his back pocket, he pulls a flask. Tipping the flask back, he takes a long pull from it before screwing the cap back in place and returning it to his back pocket.'
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- '"I had a little money saved up, barely enough to make a downpayment on the farm up the road," Ha half smiles, "I''ll be paying on it the rest of my life, but its mine."'
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+ '"I had a little money saved up, barely enough to make a downpayment on the farm up the road," Ha half smiles, "I''ll be paying on it the rest of my life, but it''s mine."'
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act '"That''s great!"':
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*clr & cla
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minut += 2
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@@ -108,7 +108,7 @@ if $ARGS[0] = 'barn':
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'"Hi!" You call out.'
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'"Hey there Kiska!" He replies with a smile and a little wave, "Any chance you''d be willing to help look for their shovel?"'
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'You don''t have quite enough time to answer before he speaks again, "Nevermind, there it is." He says.'
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- 'Crossing the barn, he retrieves the shovel and starts to walk your way, "Its good to see you again." He gives you a little smile as he exits the barn.'
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+ 'Crossing the barn, he retrieves the shovel and starts to walk your way, "It''s good to see you again." He gives you a little smile as he exits the barn.'
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act 'Talk for a bit': gt 'grigory', 'barn_stand'
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end
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@@ -168,9 +168,9 @@ if $ARGS[0] = 'barn_closer':
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minut += 2
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'Without a further word, he takes hold of your hips, flipping you over onto your hands and knees. You feel his calused hand reach between your legs to fondle your pussy, testing its wetness.'
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'He almost immediately removes his hand and takes hold of both of your hips. You can feel the tip of his cock brush the inside of your thigh, finding your slit he thrusts forward, sinking his entire length into you in one rough shove. You cry out in pain at the sudden loss of your virginity. Grigory freezes in place, concern in his features. When he looks down at where your bodies meet, his expression turns to surprise, "You?" He stammers, starting to withdraw.'
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- 'Reaching out, you put your arms around him, holding him to you so that he can''t fully pull out of you, "Its ok," You say softly, forcing a smile through the discomfort, "I wanted you to be my first."'
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+ 'Reaching out, you put your arms around him, holding him to you so that he can''t fully pull out of you, "It''s ok," You say softly, forcing a smile through the discomfort, "I wanted you to be my first."'
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'For several seconds, he just looks down at you a blank expression on his face like he''s still trying to make sense of what you just said. His cock throbs once inside of you as a smile starts to touch his lips.'
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- 'Suddenly, he''s kissing you again, his lips pressed firmly against your own as his hips begin to buck against you. At first its uncomfortable, but eventually it begins to feel good.'
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+ 'Suddenly, he''s kissing you again, his lips pressed firmly against your own as his hips begin to buck against you. At first it''s uncomfortable, but eventually it begins to feel good.'
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gs 'arousal', 'vaginal', 10
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gs 'stat'
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act 'Continue':
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cla
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npc_qw['A221'] = 3
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'For several minutes he fucks you with rapid thrusts that fill the air with the sounds of your bodies meeting.'
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- 'Its not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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+ 'It''s not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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'Withdrawing, you can feel some of his cum, mingled with your virgin blood, drip from your freshly used pussy. He gives your ass a playful slap, then reaches for his clothes.'
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'With his clothes in hand, he stops to look at you, "I want nothing more than to stay here with you, but I need to get back to work," Grigory says, you can still hear that he''s still short of breath, "See you later Kishka."'
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'Without another word, he exits the barn. After he is gone, you can''t help but think about how happy he looked before leaving.'
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'Once naked, he pushes you onto a pile of hay, the motion only somewhat playful. Within seconds, his own clothing joins yours on the ground at his feet.'
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'Moving towards you, he smiles, both affection and need clear in his expression. Without a word, he takes hold of your hips, flipping you over onto your hands and knees. You feel his calused hand reach between your legs to fondle your pussy, testing its wetness.'
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'He almost immediately removes his hand and takes hold of both of your hips. You can feel the tip of his cock brush the inside of your thigh, finding your slit he thrusts forward, sinking his entire length into you in one rough shove. Without so much as a pause, he begins to fuck you with rapid thrusts that fill the air with the sounds of your bodies meeting.'
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- 'Its not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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+ 'It''s not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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'Withdrawing, you can feel some of his cum drip from your freshly used pussy. He gives your ass a playful slap, then reaches for his clothes.'
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'"I need to get back to work," Grigory says, you can still hear that he''s still short of breath, "See you later little lady."'
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'Without another word, he exits the barn.'
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@@ -215,7 +215,7 @@ if $ARGS[0] = 'barn_closer':
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'You can''t quite suppress a smile, and when he sees your smile he returns it with one of his own.'
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'Without a further word, he takes hold of your hips, flipping you over onto your hands and knees. You feel his callused hand reach between your legs to fondle your pussy, testing its wetness.'
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'He almost immediately removes his hand and takes hold of both of your hips. You can feel the tip of his cock brush the inside of your thigh, finding your slit he thrusts forward, sinking his entire length into you in one rough shove. Without so much as a pause, he begins to fuck you with rapid thrusts that fill the air with the sounds of your bodies meeting.'
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- 'Its not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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+ 'It''s not long before you can feel his pace become irregular, then with one sudden lunge and a grunt, he presses deep before unloading his seed deep inside of you.'
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'Withdrawing, you can feel some of his cum drip from your freshly used pussy. He gives your ass a playful slap, then reaches for his clothes.'
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'"I need to get back to work," Grigory says, you can still hear that he''s still short of breath, "See you later little lady."'
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'Without another word, he exits the barn.'
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minut += 30
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'You''ve been working in the garden for several minutes when you notice a movement through the bushes along the fence.'
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'Glancing that way, you can see someone on the other side bushes watching you.'
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- 'It takes you a few seconds, but you finally realize that its Grigory watching you.'
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+ 'It takes you a few seconds, but you finally realize that it''s Grigory watching you.'
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act 'Ignore him':
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'Ignoring the fact that he''s spying on you, you return to weeding the garden.'
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gs 'stat'
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'Smiling to yourself, you stretch a little, making sure to push your chest out in the direction of your voyeur.'
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'When you return to working, you kneel with your back to him, pushing your bottom in his general direction, wiggling it playfully as you do so.'
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- 'A short while later you glance back at him, its clear that he is still watching, but the bushes are too thick for you to make out much more than that.'
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+ 'A short while later you glance back at him, it''s clear that he is still watching, but the bushes are too thick for you to make out much more than that.'
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'Eventually you''re done working in the garden. When you stand up, you look at the bushes one last time, blowing a little kiss, then leaving the garden.'
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act 'Continue': gt 'grigory','dummy'
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end
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@@ -379,7 +379,7 @@ if $ARGS[0] = 'garden_brush':
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end
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if $ARGS[0] = 'garden_tease':
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- '"You could really scare a girl peeping at her like that," You say with a little smirk, "Its a good thing I know you''re just a little strange."'
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+ '"You could really scare a girl peeping at her like that," You say with a little smirk, "It''s a good thing I know you''re just a little strange."'
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'Grigory opens his mouth like he''s going to say something, but then closes it again. With a sigh, you see the big man defalte a little, "Sorry Kiska," He finally mumbles.'
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'Again, he looks like he''s going to say something, but finally gives you a self conscious wave and leaves.'
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'Shrugging to yourself, you return to your work.'
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'Along the windowsill are dozens of prairie crocus, the little purple flowers tucked in near the frame so they won''t fall.'
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'Standing up, you pad towards the wondow, opening it. Just the act of opening the window is enough for several of the flowers to fall to the ground outside.'
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'Reaching out, you pick up one of the flowers, looking at it in wonder.'
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- 'I used to pick these things all the time when I was little.'
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+ 'You used to pick these things all the time when you were little.'
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'Wondering who could have put them there, you look out across the yard but see no sign of who might have left them there.'
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act 'Well that''s kind of creepy':
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'Your heart flutters momentarily, a smile plastered across your face as you hold the flower close to your heart before smelling it.'
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elseif rand(0,1) = 0:
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'Unable to suppress a smile, you raise the flower to your nose to smell it.'
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- 'I wonder who could have left them there? Mitka maybe, but he''s never expressed this kind of romantic side before. You think.'
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+ '<i>I wonder who could have left them there? Mitka maybe, but he''s never expressed this kind of romantic side before</i>, you think to yourself.'
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'Looking out the window for a few seconds, you turn and place the flower on the stand beside your bed before starting your day.'
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else
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'Smiling, you wonder happily who might have left the flowers there for you. You''ve got a secret crush!'
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'You wonder where he is taking you, but you don''t trust yourself to talk just yet. It doesn''t take long before you realize he''s headed for his house.'
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'Once he puts the truck in park just outside of his house, he walks around and opens the door for you. Taking your hand, he leads you inside.'
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'When you reach the living room, he turns to you, raw emotion in his features. Softly he says, "Wait here, I have something to show you."'
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- 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. Its not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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- 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. Its an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi. '
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- 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that its how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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+ 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. It''s not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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+ 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. It''s an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi. '
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+ 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that it''s how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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'"You gave me the book and told me that some day I could read it to a woman I love so that she will know that I love her too," You can see unshed tears in his eyes as he almost reverently opens the front cover. There pressed flat just inside the cover is a single prairie crocus, "Then you ran to the fence and picked this flower before coming back to me and handing it to me. I''ll never forget the smile on your face as you threw your arms around my neck, and every time I saw one of those little purple flowers, it made me think of you."'
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'You can see in his expression his fear that you''re going to reject him.'
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'Not knowing what to say, you lean towards him, one hand coming to rest on the cheek of his weathered face. You can feel one of his arms slip around your middle, almost timidly. With your face mere inches from his, you close the last little distance to let our lips touch his.'
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'You wonder where he is taking you, but you don''t trust yourself to talk just yet. It doesn''t take long before you realize he''s headed for his house.'
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'Once he puts the truck in park just outside of his house, he walks around and opens the door for you. Taking your hand, he leads you inside.'
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'When you reach the living room, he turns to you, raw emotion in his features. Softly he says, "Wait here, I have something to show you."'
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- 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. Its not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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- 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. Its an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi. '
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- 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that its how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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+ 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. It''s not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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+ 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. It''s an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi. '
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+ 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that it''s how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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'"You gave me the book and told me that some day I could read it to a woman I love so that she will know that I love her too," You can see unshed tears in his eyes as he almost reverently opens the front cover. There pressed flat just inside the cover is a single prairie crocus, "Then you ran to the fence and picked this flower before coming back to me and handing it to me. I''ll never forget the smile on your face as you threw your arms around my neck, and every time I saw one of those little purple flowers, it made me think of you."'
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'You can see in his expression his fear that you''re going to reject him.'
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'Not knowing what to say, you lean towards him, one hand coming to rest on the cheek of his weathered face. You can feel one of his arms slip around your middle, almost timidly. With your face mere inches from his, you close the last little distance to let our lips touch his.'
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'You wonder where he is taking you, but you don''t trust yourself to talk just yet. It doesn''t take long before you realize he''s headed for his house.'
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'Once he puts the truck in park just outside of his house, he walks around and opens the door for you. Taking your hand, he leads you inside.'
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'When you reach the living room, he turns to you, raw emotion in his features. Softly he says, "Wait here, I have something to show you."'
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- 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. Its not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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- 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. Its an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi.'
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- 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that its how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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+ 'A second later, he vanishes into his bedroom. It''s not long before he returns with a childrens book in his hand.'
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+ 'He sits the book on the small table in the center of the living room. It''s an old copy of The Golden Key written by Aleskei Tolstoi.'
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+ 'The silence stretches for a few seconds before he starts to talk, "You were five, maybe six years old at the time," He begins, his voice deep as he talks softly, "And I was still trying to get over the girl I had lost," He half smiles, but it quickly falters as he continues, "You walked up to me and told me that things would be ok. You handed me this book and told me that your mother would read this book to you, and that it''s how you knew she loved you," He pauses, thought you aren''t sure if he''s waiting for some sign of recognition from me, or just giving a moment for the information to sink in.'
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'"You gave me the book and told me that some day I could read it to a woman I love so that she will know that I love her too," You can see unshed tears in his eyes as he almost reverently opens the front cover. There pressed flat just inside the cover is a single prairie crocus, "Then you ran to the fence and picked this flower before coming back to me and handing it to me. I''ll never forget the smile on your face as you threw your arms around my neck, and every time I saw one of those little purple flowers, it made me think of you."'
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'You can see in his expression his fear that you''re going to reject him.'
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'Not knowing what to say, you lean towards him, one hand coming to rest on the cheek of his weathered face. You can feel one of his arms slip around your middle, almost timidly. With your face mere inches from his, you close the last little distance to let our lips touch his. You''re tense at first, but eventually warm to his kiss, returning it.'
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'With almost exagerated care, Grigory lays you on his bed, his big hands taking hold of your panties and sliding your last article of clothing slowly down your legs.'
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'"I''m," You start to say, but can''t quite find the words to tell him you''re still a virgin, "I''ve never."'
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'Realization crosses his features, his eyes widening a little, "We don''t have to," He begins, but you cut him off.'
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- '"Its ok," You tremble slightly, but he has nothing to do with the temprature, "I want this too," Your voice is barely a whisper.'
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+ '"It''s ok," You tremble slightly, but he has nothing to do with the temprature, "I want this too," Your voice is barely a whisper.'
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'With a nod, Grigory leans in to kiss you tenderly on the lips. You can feel his big fingers parting the folds of your pussy, his caluses feeling rough on your tender flesh.'
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'You''re just starting to feel wet when you feel the tip of his penis bursh your pussy, barely finding your hole before he starts to push forward.'
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'A kind of pressure starts to build at your opening, bordering on uncomfortable before the tip of his cock slips inside leaving you feeling full in a way you''ve never experienced before. Not waiting for invitation, he starts to push forward, the fullness turning to discomfort a short distance inside of you.'
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'You''ve barely had tie to realize he''s pressing against your hymen before he jerks his hips forward, shoving a little over half his length into you in a single thrust. Pulling back, he pushes forward a second time.'
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'You grunt at the pain and bite your lip to muffle the sound.'
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'Within a few seconds, his hips are moving in slow but steady movements. The pain slowly giving way to discomfort, and the discomfort not quite going away before you start to feel something more pleasant replacing it.'
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- 'Its not long before Gribory''s fucking starts to become rougher, his own need evident.'
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+ 'It''s not long before Gribory''s fucking starts to become rougher, his own need evident.'
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'You can start to feel a pressure starting to build inside of you. Around that same time, Grigory''s thrusts start to loose their rhythm, becoming erratic as he nears his own orgasm.'
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'The pressure inside of you continues to build until he feels like you can barely think anymore, a sudden warmth floods your pussy as Grigory fills you with his seed. A whimper escapes your lips at the pleasure of it, though your pussy still aches and quivers around his shrinking shaft, desperate for the release you didn''t quite experience.'
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'"I love you Kiska," Grigory says, short of breath. He slips his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace before rolling onto his side beside you. A few seconds later, you can hear the soft sounds of him sleeping.'
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if $ARGS[0] = 'field1':
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- 'When you near the field, you can see Grigory working in the field with some of the animals. You pause to watch, but its clear that he is busy so you don''t want to interrupt.'
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+ 'When you near the field, you can see Grigory working in the field with some of the animals. You pause to watch, but it''s clear that he is busy so you don''t want to interrupt.'
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!! If relationship has NOT progressed to romance:
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'Eventually he looks your way, smiling when he notices you. He gives you a little wave that you quickly return.'
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end
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act 'Brush it off':
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- '"Its ok, I won''t say anything to anyone," You say, not wanting to further embarrass him.'
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'Reaching for his flask, he takes a sip, but doesn''t put it away like he usually does.'
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'"I didn''t know that there were actually people into that kind of thing," Your voice is full of surprise.'
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'"I''m really sorry," For such a large man, his voice is surprisingly timid, "I should probably go now."'
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- 'You take a few steps closer to him, "Its alright," You say to him reassuringly, "I''ll pretend I never saw anything if it makes you feel better," Stepping close to him, you give him a little hug.'
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+ 'You take a few steps closer to him, "It''s alright," You say to him reassuringly, "I''ll pretend I never saw anything if it makes you feel better," Stepping close to him, you give him a little hug.'
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'He tenses initially, then relaxes, his face near your head as he inhales deeply.'
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'You''re a little surprised when he puts his hands on your hips and pushes you gently away, "Thank you for being understanding my little Kiska," His voice is raw with emotion when he speaks.'
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'"You''re my friend right? We can''t let your little kink get in the way of a good thing," You meet his gaze. His eyes never leave your own as he takes another small sip from his flask.'
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'"Friend," He says softly, "Right."'
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- 'Stepping back towards him, you give him one more little hug before letting go again, "Just don''t let anyone else know about this," You say with comical sternness, "Its our secret, and our secret alone," You playfully cross your arms over your chest while putting on your best fake serious face.'
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+ 'Stepping back towards him, you give him one more little hug before letting go again, "Just don''t let anyone else know about this," You say with comical sternness, "It''s our secret, and our secret alone," You playfully cross your arms over your chest while putting on your best fake serious face.'
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'Grigory laughs suddenly, much of the tension leaving him, "You''re a very special girl," He says softly, you''re not entirely sure he was talking to you when he said it. More firmly he adds, "I should really get back to work."'
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'With a self conscious smile and a half wave, he returns to his truck and leaves.'
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'"This is starting to become a habit," You say, shaking your head.'
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'"Sorry," He says softly in reply.'
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- '"Its ok, if it makes you happy, that''s what''s important," You tell him reassuringly.'
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+ '"It''s ok, if it makes you happy, that''s what''s important," You tell him reassuringly.'
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'He gives you a little smile, "Thank you for being so understanding Kiska."'
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'After the silence stretches for a few seconds, he says, "I should get back to work." Reaching out, he puts his arm around you in a half hug. You return it without a second thought, savoring the warmth of his large body for just a second before releasing him again.'
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'"don''t let me stop you," You say with a grin. Waving, you watch as he gets in his truck and drives off.'
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- 'Staying quiet, you watch the animals mating in the field. You''re a little surprised at just how quickly its over. The bull mounts its mate, thrusting savagely for maybe half a minute before leaving its mate behind, massive amounts of cum dripping from her vagina.'
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+ 'Staying quiet, you watch the animals mating in the field. You''re a little surprised at just how quickly it''s over. The bull mounts its mate, thrusting savagely for maybe half a minute before leaving its mate behind, massive amounts of cum dripping from her vagina.'
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'Turning your attention back to Grigory, you can see that his hand is now inside of his pants, moving rhythmically.'
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'You can feel your own arousal growing slightly at the sight.'
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'Becoming aware of his surroundings again, he looks around quickly, spotting you. His expression becomes shocked.'
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'"So, what you been up to?" You try to make it sound like you just arrived.'
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'"Not much Kiska," He replies uncertainly.'
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- 'You move closer, leaning against the truck beside him, "Its a nice day," You try to sound innocent.'
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+ 'You move closer, leaning against the truck beside him, "It''s a nice day," You try to sound innocent.'
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'You see him pull his flask out of the corner of his eye and take a small sip, "And the view just keeps getting better," He says softly, looking straight at you as he does so. You''re sure he didn''t mean for you to hear. When you blush he quickly looks away.'
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'Almost absently, he offers you the flask. Taking it, you raise it to your lips, barely tasting the fluid before handing it back. He quickly takes another sip before returning it to his back pocket.'
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'"I should get going, I''ve got plenty that still needs to be done today."'
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'"Oh my God," You blurt, blushing bright red.'
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- 'You see him take a slow sip from his flask, "Its OK, I didn''t mind."'
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+ 'You see him take a slow sip from his flask, "It''s OK, I didn''t mind."'
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'He swallows visibly, seeming to snap out of a trance as he looks away.'
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'The silence stretches on until it starts to be uncomfortable, "You might be a little embarrassed," He starts, "But you don''t have to be. That was the hottest thing I''ve seen in a long time," He can''t quite seem to look at you as he says it.'
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- 'Without wanting to draw attention, I move closer to Grigory, your gaze alternating between him and the bull in the field'
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+ 'Without wanting to draw attention, you move closer to Grigory, your gaze alternating between him and the bull in the field'
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'Not as sneaky as you had intended, he quickly notices your approach.'
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'"I, uh," He sputters, looking for a way to explain himself, "Well shit." He finally blurts.'
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'Thinking little of it, you keep stumbling down the road.'
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'Stumbling again, you start to fall, but suddenly the world shifts and you''re flying instead.'
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'It takes you a few seconds to realize that someone just caught you and is still holding you in their arms, having swept you off of your feet.'
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- 'Disoriented, you start to struggle until you hear a familiar voice, though you''re too drunk to place it, "Easy Kiska, its just me."'
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+ 'Disoriented, you start to struggle until you hear a familiar voice, though you''re too drunk to place it, "Easy Kiska, it''s just me."'
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'You find the rumbling voice comforting, and you stop struggling. Instead, you try to look up at the big man carrying you, "Yyeti?"'
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'The man chuckles lightly, "It would break your grandparents'' hearts to see you like this," He says to himself. You can feel him stop walking, only becoming aware of the gintle swaying as it comes to an end.'
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'A second later you begin to feel the swaying of his footsteps again. Within seconds you drift to sleep.'
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'With a groan of discomfort, you feel yourself being sat in a cold leather chair, the chill of the night making you shiver as the big warm thing you had snuggled against is gone.'
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- '"Its ok," You hear someone say softly. The voice is familiar, Grigory? What''s he doing with me?'
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'The train of thought is interrupted as he wraps his big warm coat around you. With a little sigh, your world fades once more.'
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'You''re woken again when you feel someone picking you up. You struggle ineffectively for a second before you''re able to focus on the big man holding you, "Grigory?" You slur heavily, "What uuh doin?"'
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- '"Its ok Kiska," Grigory says softly, "You''re drunk and I brought you home."'
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+ '"It''s ok Kiska," Grigory says softly, "You''re drunk and I brought you home."'
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'"Kaaaaay," You manage, closing your eyes and enjoying the feel of his big body pressed against your own.'
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'The creak of wood causes you to open your eyes again, the world tilting wildly for a second. You are almost sick but close your eyes until it passes. When you finally focus on the room around you, "Not iiih hoooome."'
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- '"No, its mine," Grigory''s voice says soothingly, "Figured it was here or your grandparents place, and they''re probably happier not knowing their granddaughter is drunk."'
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+ '"No, it''s mine," Grigory''s voice says soothingly, "Figured it was here or your grandparents place, and they''re probably happier not knowing their granddaughter is drunk."'
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'He shifts his grip, cradling you, but only with one arm for a few seconds. You can tell he''s doing something, but you can''t focus enough to figure out what. A moment later, he lays you in a large bed, the covers pulled back already. You make a small grunt of protest when you feel him pull your shoes free of your feet, but can''t bring yourself to mount a real objection. He doesn''t seem to pay any mind to your protest anyway. With almost exagerated care, he tucks you in, fully clothed.'
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'"Sweet dreams my little Kiska," He says softly.'
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'"Youuuu sweet," You mumble, closing your eyes.'
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'"Grigory, I think you''re drunk," You say, "Maybe you should go home and get some sleep? You''re talking nonsense."'
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- 'Grigory pauses, leaning heavily against the building. Meeting your gaze, he reaches for his flask again, raising it almost to his lips before seeming to remember that its empty. Making a sour face, he puts it away again.'
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+ 'Grigory pauses, leaning heavily against the building. Meeting your gaze, he reaches for his flask again, raising it almost to his lips before seeming to remember that it''s empty. Making a sour face, he puts it away again.'
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'"Do you need help getting home?" You ask softly, stepping towards him.'
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'"We''ve already talked about this. I don''t have those kind of feelings for you."'
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- 'Grigory pauses, leaning heavily against the building. His eyes are filled with sadness, he reaches for his flask again, raising it almost to his lips before seeming to remember that its empty. Making a sour face, he puts it away again.'
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+ 'Grigory pauses, leaning heavily against the building. His eyes are filled with sadness, he reaches for his flask again, raising it almost to his lips before seeming to remember that it''s empty. Making a sour face, he puts it away again.'
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'"You should get home, sleep it off," You add.'
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'He opens his mouth like he''s going to say something, but before he can utter a word, you turn and walk away.'
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'Looking around the room, you see that Grigory is nowhere to be seen. '
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'"Grigory?" You call softly when you finally motivate yourself to crawl out of bed, "Grigory? Where''d you get off to?"'
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'With no response, you exit the bedroom and start to look around. The first thing you notice is that all of Grigory''s clothes have been picked up, and that the end table has been moved back to where it belongs. The second is when you look out the living room window and notice that his truck is gone.'
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- 'You sigh, then start back toward the bedroom to grab your shoes and tidy up before leaving. You''re almost to the front door when you notice a note stuck to the door. '
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- '<b>Sorry about last night. I had a bit too much to drink. Please forgive me.'
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'I was going to wake you this morning, but you looked like a sleeping angel and I couldn''t bring myself to wake you up. I hope you slept well.'
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'Help yourself to the fridge for breakfast, maybe I''ll see you a little later.'
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'Love you Kiska,'
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'Maybe I''ve been out of line? You think, looking up at the big man as he looms over you.'
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'Suddenly, he takes a step towards you, his arms wrapping around you in a grip that''s just a little too tight, "Grigory, you''re hurting me," You manage to say as he squeezes the air from your lungs.'
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'The grip lingers for another second, then he lets go suddenly. '
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- 'Your chest aches just a little as you take a deep breath. After a few seconds of breathing again, "Grigory?" You call his name softly, keeping just a little distance between the two of you, "I never mean to hurt you, if I tease you a little, its because you''re my friend."'
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+ 'Your chest aches just a little as you take a deep breath. After a few seconds of breathing again, "Grigory?" You call his name softly, keeping just a little distance between the two of you, "I never mean to hurt you, if I tease you a little, it''s because you''re my friend."'
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'"Friend," The word sounds bitter coming from Grigory''s mouth.'
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'"I think you need to go home, get some sleep," You venture, "Can I help you to your truck?" Even as you ask, you wonder how you''d ever be able to help the giant of a man get to his truck considering how much smaller than him you are.'
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'Taking a step towards you again, he doesn''t embrace you this time, instead he leans forward, his lips touching your forehead. The smell of alcohol is strong on him, "Later Kiska," He mumbles, then turns and starts walking away.'
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'One of his hands grabs the back of your neck, pushing your face into the dirt before you can protest further. A second later, you can feel his other hand brush between your legs as he searches for your slit.'
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'The moment his thick finger touches the folds of your pussy, you can hear him make a pleased sound. His finger probes deeper until he finds your opening, then shoves his finger forward, tearing through your hymen painfully.'
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'"You''re a tight little slut, Kiska," He growls behind you. His fingers piston in and out of you a number of times, then withdraw.'
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- 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. Its not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis.'
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+ 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. It''s not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis.'
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'Shoving forward roughly, you feel his big cock fill you suddenly, pain, discomfort, and a sense of rightness all fill your core with a confusing mix of sensations that make you whimper.'
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'Without any hesitation, he begins to rut at your sex, rapid, almost violent thrusts. Pain and pleasure fill you while you thrash under him, trying to escape the big man''s attack, but his size and position above you leave you helpless to stop him.'
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'One of his hands grabs the back of your neck, pushing your face into the dirt before you can protest further. A second later, you can feel his other hand brush between your legs as he searches for your slit.'
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'The moment his thick finger touches the folds of your pussy, you can hear him make a pleased sound. His finger probes deeper until he finds your embarrassingly wet opening, then shoves his finger forward, filling you with a fullness that would be pleasant under different circumstances.'
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'"You''re a tight little slut, Kiska," He growls behind you. His fingers piston in and out of you a number of times, then withdraw.'
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- 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. Its not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis.'
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+ 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. It''s not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis.'
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'Shoving forward roughly, you feel his big cock fill you with almost no resistance, filling you with a delightful feeling that makes you moan in pleasure.'
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'Without any hesitation, he begins to rut at your sex, rapid, almost violent thrusts. Pleasure fills you while you lay under him, enjoying the pleasure while hating the circumstances.'
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'Fortunately, or perhaps not so fortunately, it only takes him a minute or two before he thrusts forward and stops suddenly.'
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'One of his hands grabs the back of your neck, pushing your face into the dirt before you can protest further. A second later, you can feel his other hand brush between your legs as he searches for your slit.'
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'The moment his thick finger touches the folds of your pussy, you can hear him make a pleased sound. His finger probes deeper until he finds your unaroused sex, then shoves his finger forward, filling you with a fullness that is painful given the fact that you don''t feel aroused.'
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'"You''re a tight little slut, Kiska," He growls behind you. His fingers piston in and out of you a number of times, then withdraw.'
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- 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. Its not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis. '
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+ 'You shudder, hoping this means Grigory has come to his senses, but the pleasant thought is dashed when you feel a finger, larger than the first probe your lips. It''s not until he starts to push forward that you realize this isn''t his finger, but instead is his penis. '
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'Shoving forward roughly, you feel his big cock fill you suddenly, filling you with pain because you are not wet enough for the invasion.'
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'Without any hesitation, he begins to rut at your sex, rapid, almost violent thrusts. You cry and scream as he painfully violates you.'
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'Fortunately, or perhaps not so fortunately, it only takes him a minute or two before he thrusts forward and stops suddenly.'
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