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Chapter 21: The Story Unfolds � Live

It was sunny as Inu Yasha watched the day
care from the park. He was waiting for
his date to get off work, when he heard the carefree laugh. It reminded him of Rin. She was chubby like a teddy bear. Her round cheeks were dramatized by the
bouncing pigtails on either side of her head.
Her bright red jumper matched the red bows on her jump rope�s
handle. She was someone�s little
princess.
She lined the rope and began to skip singing
a silly children�s song. �Too many
monkeys jumping on the bed; one falls down and hurts his head; how many monkeys
jumping on the bed? One-two-three�� Inu
Yasha watched, hypnotized by her rhythm �Ten, eleven, twelve�� She may have been chubby, but she could skip
with the best, �Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two�� She stopped when their eyes met: warm brown
chocolate staring into the sun. �Doggy!� She pointed
at the hanyou with delight and ran towards the street.
She stopped on the edge of the sidewalk and
looked around. Finally she ran back into
the house screaming, �Mommy, I want to go pet the doggy across the street�walk
me! Please!�
Crash!
Smoke
filled the street as the house collapsed.
Inu Yasha rushed across the street, shredding the metal and concrete
that blocked his path. The sun
disappeared as the dust colored the world grey.
Then, he saw her.
The soot covered fireman carried her limp
body away from the house. Her chest
failed to rise of fall with new breaths.
Her pale face was a bluish grey hue as her red jumper clashed against
the grey and death around them.
He called to her, reaching out his hands to
help her cross the street, but, instead of returning the gesture, her jump rope
fell from lifeless hand with a deafening crash.
All he could see was the red jumper.
The world went silent as she was placed in a black bag. No, they had to try and save her! She couldn�t be gone; she couldn�t die! He grabbed the bag and tried to rip it open
with his claws, but the plastic would not tear.
The harder he tried, the stronger the bag became, until the entire city
around him became red.
Inu Yasha awoke
with a start as he felt the sun return his hanyou features. He ran his hands over his ribs; they would be
completely healed in a couple of hours.
He was glad nightmares only came once a month. How did humans deal with it?
A warm kiss on
his shoulder caught his attention. He
looked down at the warm weight laying on his good side staring back at
him. �Bad dream?� She asked warmly. Her sweet voice made him realize,
she was his woman. She wore his mark on
her neck, and as soon as possible, he would make sure her wrist did as well.
�They say it
helps to talk about it.� She spoke
softly as he ran his claws up and down her back.
He shook his
head.
She shrugged
before stretching her tired limbs. �I
don�t have to be on the air for another hour or two�� She let the insinuation hang in the air.
He tightened
his arms around her while hugging her tightly.
He winced, knowing she couldn�t see him.
He wanted to take her up on her offer, but this time, he wanted to do it
right. He spent too much energy on
meaningless screws to let Kagome get away without proper loving. �Tonight.� He promised.
�I�ll hold you
to it.� She smiled into the
embrace. �Just let me know how I can
help.�
The silence was
comfortable as the two fell into comfortable breathing patterns. Kagome closed her eyes as she listened to his
heart beat.
�Her name was
Nina.� He said after a moment. �She was four, full of life and held the
neighborhood jump rope record. She also
loved to pet my ears. They put her in a
body bag yesterday, jump rope and all.�
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Naraku sipped
the red elixir with a dark smile on his lips.
�Sixteen years � Aged to perfection.� He concurred as he returned to the
lifeless naked body of the miko posed on his bed. Her skin was unnaturally pale as well as cold
and clammy. Naraku drained his wine from
her veins while he kept her legs spread for his pleasure.
She never stood
a chance.
He had taken up
wine making five hundred years earlier, when he found her, kissing the dead
hanyou�s lips. He would have given her
power, jewels, and pleasures unbeknownst to her, and the only thing she wanted
was the dead hanyou. So, he, being the
merciful man he was, helped her join him.
Once dead, he decided to see if her fascination with the dead boy held
any merit. When her villagers found her,
they had no other option but to burn her body.
He had
originally drained her blood to make her body cool faster. If he was going to rut with a dead woman, he
wanted to make sure she was as dead as possible. Naraku never did things half way. After he was done with her, it seemed like a
waste to just throw the blood away, and all that exercise had made him
thirsty. Being a connoisseur of fine
food, he recognized the unique sophisticated flavor of the blood. He was addicted.
After years of
exploration, he had concluded that young mikos made the best wine. His elite pallet had taken him to the
Higurashi shrine, but the girl had been too young. Her blood would be too coppery. He allowed her to live, and now, his patience
had betrayed him. She had aged too much,
and the elixir that ran through her veins would most likely have turned to
vinegar, which is why he was willing to allow a bullet drink her blood before
him. Still, she reminded him of that
first miko. Perhaps, he would taste her
yet. At least his salads would have the
proper dressing.
He settled
himself between the dead girl�s legs remembering the beauty of her death. He had taken the time to seduce her. In his practice, he had found that arousal
helped the wine ferment. He smirked as
he remembered the girl�s shame as she found pleasure in his torturing
hands. He had raped her, degraded her,
hurt her�but he had also worked her body.
It was a symphony he had learned long ago. The mind is allowed to reason, for the added
pleasure of his harvest�s self-loathing, while the body is stimulated in the
most degrading manner possible.
He made her
watch as he took her body. He made her
look at her face as he showed her what a climax was. Her tears would hydrate him as he made his
wine. And, as she laid on his bed with
him inside her, the blood was slowly being drained from her body. It was a delicate process for if it was done
too fast, the flavor was compromised, and if it was done too slow, the wine
would go bad.
Last night had
been perfection, and her body still had more to offer. He was celebrating more than just another
great wine harvest. He had felt the
jewel briefly last night. It must have
stirred from the commotion. He smirked. Two more days and he would have it in his
possession.
Some would say
it was stupid for him to wait. He had
sensed it, so a few other people should have as well. But, rushing wasn�t his style. If you rushed, you couldn�t make good wine;
you couldn�t trick you rebellious daughter into seducing your worst enemy; you
couldn�t enjoy the prolonged painful death of your enemies; etc. There was just too much to be gained with
patience.
Everything was
coming together nicely. The jewel had
reappeared; Sesshomaru was too preoccupied between Kagura�s legs to notice, and
Higurashi�she would soon be a problem of the past.
He brushed the
soft black hair away from her face. She
looked like a porcelain doll with shame and pain painted on her pale
features. He smiled sinisterly as he
took his pleasure from her body once again.
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Kagura tried to
stretch, but her limbs would not move.
This annoyed her. She tried
harder as the heat became unbearable, but she only received an annoyed growl in
response. Warily she opened one eye and
was relieved to see she was in the guest room.
Taking deep breaths she took notice of the heavy warm pillows wrapping
her body� Can pillows wrap? Slowly, she
managed to roll over. She bit her tongue
in anger as a pair of golden eyes watched with a half stoic � half amused air.
�What are you
doing in my bed?� She demanded as she
cautiously moved her hand to check if she was still dressed.
�It�s my
bed.� He corrected. He found her self righteous morning anger
amusing. It would be great fuel for
future games.
�Are you this
disrespectful to all your guests?� She
demanded as her trembling fingers brushed against her bare chest. Damn him to hell. She pulled away from him as she wrapped
herself in a sheet.
�A little late
for modesty, don�t you think?� She
didn�t appreciate his observation, and the lamp that barely missed the demon
lord�s head before crashing on the floor didn�t appreciate receiving her
misdirected anger. He chuckled.
Kagura was
taken aback. Sesshomaru was capable of
imitating some form of laughter? What
was the world coming to?
He followed her
out of bed, without reserve. She blushed
at the sight of his proud manhood. Even
though she had found his ego�s reassuring factor, she didn�t appreciate the way
he was stalking towards her. She would
not be his prey. Rising to her full
height, she met his eyes defiantly. If
only she could control the heat increasing between her legs.
�Have you
forgotten already?�
�One night of
wild rutting and you think you have the right to come into my bed whenever you
please?� She demanded.
�You called me
last night.� He closed the space between
them, knowing he could easily corner her.
�I did no such
thing!�
He rested his
hands on the wall on either side of her head.
�Yes you did.�
She remained
quiet, transfixed by something more compelling than his increasing desire. She shook her head in denial as she ran her
tongue over her fangs, praying that she was mistaken. �How?� She demanded.
�The call of
the blood is deeper than that of the mind.�
He reminded her as he nuzzled her neck.
It should have soothed her, but her increasing desperation was more
powerful.
She didn�t
notice when she let go of the sheet around her to lightly run her fingers over
her mark on his wrist. Her shoulders
slumped in resignation, while he smirked: She was finally beginning to
understand.
�It doesn�t
change anything. I still have to go home
tomorrow, and thanks to you, I�ll finally be free of Naraku�in death!� Her rage returned to her with every word as
pushed him away.
She grunted as
he forcefully pinned her to the wall.
His eyes were red and his arousal pressed against her inner thigh,
provoking an unexpected reaction from her body.
�I told you I would protect you.�
She laughed
bitterly, ignoring her increasing desire, knowing it was a side effect of the
marks. �While he holds my heart, I am
his and no one else�s.� She screamed in
bitter painful pleasure as he penetrated her. Her back arched toward him as her
body replied to each cell on his body.
�Mine!� He growled as she closed her eyes in
pleasure. She should have known his youki
would be unstable. She fell limply upon
him. If she played her cards right, she
could get him to claim her all day long.
She had marked him. She wanted
him; she wanted this. In less than
twenty four hours, she would be dead; might as well go out with a bang�or
banging.
He had started
an urgent pace that brought moans of pleasure to her lips. She locked legs around his waist and growled
fiercely into his ear, �Mine,� before nipping his neck and ears. Their screams filled the house for the rest of
the day. Kagura would be too exhausted
to care what Naraku did to her.
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The street was
busy. The initial shock from the blast
had washed away from the city, and now, everyone was focused on the three R�s
or forgetting: Rebuild; Revenge; Routine.
The idea was simple: Eliminate the reminder of the explosion; punish
those who dare disturb our peaceful oblivion, and fall back into our everyday
routine.
It was believed
that all the bodies had been recovered and identified. None of the injured was in critical
condition. The politicians were already
talking of creating founds for compensating those that had lost money or love
ones in the explosion while blaming the immerging gangs for the catastrophe. And, to make it complete, the media had
reported on a woman who had given birth to twins while trapped in her
basement. Mother and children were doing
well.
The city had
grieved, and now, everyone was helping with the clean up effort. The sooner the rubble was cleared, the sooner
everyone could go back to pretending nothing had happened�Unless you lived by Paradise
Hills Park.
Onnanoko walked
up to her brother not caring who saw her.
Neither of the two were wearing their masks, and considering the
situation, neither stood out in the crowd.
�The jewel
stirred last night.� Otokonoko informed.
�I didn�t sense
it.� She replied.
�Perhaps you
were too busy with your charge.� The
accusation was light in his voice, and she understood it was more of a tease
than a reprimand.
�I was watching
yours as well.�
�I�m sure you
were.� He winked knowingly before
becoming serious again. �It has to be
tonight. Kizu will be here with others;
security will be low, and Naraku will most likely be looking for the jewel.�
�Has Old Miko
removed it?�
�No. She said it was inaccessible at this time.�
�I don�t like
the sound of that.� She worried her
bottom lip as she rubbed her sore wrist.
�Kagura would have to return tomorrow�we have no choice. It�s tonight, or never. Do you have a way in?�
He nodded. �I thought we would knock this time.�
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Ayame typed
furiously responding to one of Akago�s emails.
The brat had badmouthed her latest proposal. He shouldn�t worry too much; she was keeping
a mental count. The next time they saw
each other, she would repay him. A
pained moaned from across the white hospital room caught her attention. She quickly forgot about the demon child as
she rushed to her beloved�s side. She
took his hand in hers as she whispered encouraging words to him.
He had grown
thin and pale since the final incident with Akago, but he hadn�t stopped
fighting, which was probably the only reason the wolf prince was still
alive. Ayame hadn�t left his side. Ginta brought her fresh clothes in the
morning, and, he was convinced by the woman�s increasing collection of baggy
clothes, that if he didn�t bring her food, she would forget to eat. She took quick showers and slept on an
uncomfortable chair by Kouga�s bed. She
was a hell of a woman, and the wolf prince had been a lucky bastard to find
her.
Ayame softly
kissed Kouga�s forehead before whispering, �I love you,� in his ear. It was the first time his fever had fully
receded.
He smirked.
Ayame blinked
several times thinking she had imagined it, but it was still on his lips.
�I know.� He replied cockily.
Tears ran down
her face as his fluttered his blue eyes open.
They were no longer carefree, but full of resolve and strength.
�Kouga.� She
whispered afraid to awake from the taunting dream.
The wolf prince
sat up and stretched. His muscles were
tired, but that was nothing a jog around the complex wouldn�t fix.
She raised her
hand to his face, not believing her own eyes.
He grabbed it and pulled her to him quickly. He wasted no time in claiming her lips.
�Argg�morning breath!
Sorry about that babe�We�ll continue this the minute I find a
toothbrush. In the meantime, we need to
get back to Japan. It�s time.�
Ayame didn�t
register his words until he was walking around the room looking for his
clothes. She wrapped her arms around him
and held him tight. The hug lasted three
minutes before she was able to find her voice.
�If you think you can put me through that hell of not knowing if I was
ever going to hear your voice and then leave this place without being
authorized by a doctor, you are wrong!�
Her eyes were shining with happiness and anger, the way he liked them.
�Ayame, don�t
start. The Shikon stirred. Kagome is in trouble, and we got to go help
her. You know she would do the same for
us.�
�She did the
same for us, and that is why you are going to be cleared first.�
�And if I
refuse?�
�I�ll push back
the honeymoon for another month.�
Kouga swallowed
hard. �One doctor, but then we get on
the first plane back to Japan.�
Ayame smiled
before throwing her arms around his neck and whispering, �There�s a spare
toothbrush in the bathroom.�
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It was three in
the afternoon when Sango Kizu walked into Lord Sesshomaru�s home. By the screams, she inferred he was
busy. She blushed and smiled before
walking towards his office. Noticing
Jaken was missing, she concluded that Rin must not be home. Sango wasn�t surprised. She couldn�t fathom Sesshomaru, Jaken or
Kagura trying to explain to the five-year-old what the sounds meant.
She didn�t wait
long before Sesshomaru came down in his silk robe. Knowing her place, Sango acted as if she was
oblivious to his state of undress or the sounds he and his guest had been
making. If he wanted to play with fire,
she wasn�t going to stop him. Why should
she get burned because he wanted to know how hot the flame was?
�I need you to
do remove something from Naraku�s office or vault tonight.�
Sango raised an
eyebrow in surprise.
�With the
recent brake-ins, I�m sure you can disguise your entrance. You will need help. Take my brother. I want Kagura�s heart by morning.�
�I think you
already have it.� Sango observed as she
stood up. The youkai lord did not
respond. She threw a bag of candy on his
desk. �Tell Rin that Kirara and I say
hi.�
As Sango made
her way to her car, Sesshomaru rushed to the kitchen. Kagura had been insatiable today, thank the
heavens, and had only made him stop a few minutes ago. She was hungry for something other than
him. He smirked, remembering her urgent
voice as she demanded he hurry back.
Normally, he would tease her.
Control was important, but heaven knew when she would be this receptive
again.
He grabbed a
bowl of chocolate covered fruit, some yogurt and whipped cream. No one said they had to stop to eat.
�Kagura?� He
questioned when he found her on the stairs.
�You took too
long.� She complained as she made her
way down to him. She seemed tense at
first, but soon, her stride became sultry.
�I�ll try and
remember next time.� He smirked as he
offered her a strawberry.
She smiled
darkly before taking a bite of the fruit in his hand. She whimpered loudly as she closed her eyes
in pleasure, knowing the demon lord was observing her closely. She licked her lips before moaning, �Chocolate.�
He finished the
strawberry as his eyes locked with hers.
He wouldn�t let her know how badly she was affecting him.
�What took
you?� She asked as her robe accidentally
fell from her shoulder. The light knot
could no longer keep the satin material from separating. He stared at her half naked form with a
watering mouth.
�I had to find
the whipped cream.� He lied.
She raised an
eyebrow, �Are you sure?� The knot gave,
fully exposing her plumped breasts.
He licked his
lips before replying, �What are you insinuating?�
�For a second,
I thought you might have run into your office and tried to get some work
done.� The flimsy robe fell to the floor
as Sesshomaru mentally thanked Jaken for giving the staff the day off. They were not going to make it back to her
room�they weren�t making it past the stairs.
�Don�t be
ridiculous.� He whispered into her ear
before her hand reached inside his robe.
�That would
have been a huge insult.� She taunted.
�I�m smarter
than that.�
�I would have
had to punish you.� Her voice was husky
with sex.
�As tempting as
that sounds�maybe next time.� He replied
as he led her towards the steps. He
hadn�t broken those in yet. It would be
a new experience for both of them.
Her roaming
hand found the object of its desires under his robe. His breath hitched. �You know, I think I�m in the mood for
something saltier. How about you?� She asked as she moved to her knees. His surprised eyes followed her mouth as she
took her snack. The gods were good to
him.
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Madame
Centipede was taking care of the final touches to her alter. It wouldn�t be long now. All that she needed was Akago�s confirmation,
and as soon as she had the jewel, she would skin the little bastard. The restraints were in place�just in case its
mistress decided to be bothersome. The
cold hard flat surface had been bathed in demon blood, and would soon be ready
for the jewel. She laughed looking at
the stone walls of the Bone Eater�s Well.
This place was perfect: Out of site and close to the God�s tree. It would be quick.
Her cell phone
rang. �Good...Then, we take the jewel
tonight.�
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It had been a
slow night at Full Moon Enterprises� Corporate Headquarters. Saturdays were slow to begin with, but the
incident at Paradise Hills made the employees rethink their priorities. The part-time security at the receptionist
table, unaware of the fate of his predecessor, cleaned his glasses as a member
of the maintenance crew mopped the marble floors. The security guard was well into his
seventies, but refused to fully retire, claiming if he did, he would rust.
He sighed as he
put his frames to the light. For some
strange reason, his glasses wouldn�t stop fogging up. �Hey Lee,� a female figure waved. �Forgot my purse.� Without his glasses, he could only make out
the distorted figure as she walked towards the elevator. He shrugged.
If she knew his name, she belonged in the building. The elevator doors opened and closed before
Lee announced, �Finally!�
Looking around,
he noticed the maintenance guy had moved on.
Looking at the screen, he saw the young executive in the elevator. Her face was looking directly ahead, so he
couldn�t make out her features. Her dark
hair was placed in a tight bun, and she was wearing a skirt suit. Lee shrugged.
She reminded him of Kagura-sama, but she hadn�t taken the express
elevator. It�s not like she could get to
the bosses� offices on that elevator.
Changing the channel, he returned to his reruns. He loved working nights.
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�Inu Yasha,
could you take this a bit more seriously?�
Sango demanded as she quietly monitored her wrist watch.
�Sure, just
explain to me why I�m here with you instead of at home with my girl.�
�Because if you
do this favor, your brother will throw in some extra money next month�just in
time for your anniversary.� She reminded
him as she smiled. Who would have
thought the day would come when Inu Yasha would be in a committed relationship.
�Keh, she isn�t
about money.�
�No, but it
doesn�t mean she doesn�t like nice things.�
This quieted the hanyou for a bit.
�You know, she
said something this morning�kind of got me thinking.�
�That�s a
frightening thought.� She teased.
�It�s about the
gas bomb at the bar.� This caught her
attention.
�Does she have
any leads?�
�She was
thinking out loud� Half-rambling�about how the gas leaked reminded her of the
Park bombing.�
�Did she think
the park was a second attempt?� Sango
asked confused.
�No, that�s the
weird part. She thought the bar was
supposed to warn about the park. The
whole neighborhood was supposed to collapse� The bomb that took out the water
main was moved. It was originally placed
along the main gas line.�
�Who did she
think warned her?�
�Her father.� He
replied softly.
Sango�s watch
beeped.
�The bad fuse
should have fried the security system in Naraku�s office. We should be able to sneak in and out without
anyone noticing. We�ll continue this
conversation later.�
�Are you sure
it�s in there?�
�I�ve watched
Akago all evening. He left it in his
father�s desk.�
�Then, let�s
go!� Inu Yasha agreed as they abandoned
the cover of their dark corner in the garage before taking the emergency stairs
to the top floor. Sango wanted to make
sure they would not be seen.
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By the time
Onnanoko and Otokonoko had reached Naraku�s office, they had both changed into
their usual uniform. Otokonoko had
ridden on the top of the elevator until they had reached the 90^th
floor. It was easy to have his sister go
into one of the offices in that department and move into the vent system. If the security guard was still watching, he
wouldn�t suspect a thing. No one seemed
to worry much about security in this division, so they knew there were no
cameras in the offices. Customer
Complaints wasn�t a popular division.
She had met him
in the vents where he informed her of a startling revelation.
�What do you
mean security is down?�
�It looks like
a blown fuse.� He explained.
�How long until it�s discovered?�
�Not until
someone manually checks the feed�so my guess is morning.� He looked into her worried eyes.
�Since when do
we get lucky?�
�Never.�
�It could be a
trick.�
�We�ll proceed
with caution.� He agreed as he checked
his Palm Pilot. �I�ve hacked into the
security system. It�s still working on
the other floors, we�ll be aware of any movement towards us.�
�What about
those already on the floor?�
�I had
confirmed the area vacant before the system went down.�
They reached the office in silence. He used a mirror to ensure that no one was
waiting for them.
Quietly, two
shadows entered the familiar office.
Otokonoko pointed to the drawer he had seen Akago leave the heart. Sometimes, knowing your way around satellites
and computers was beneficial. They
observed the drawer was actually a high tech safe with several fail-safes that
would guarantee the security of its contents.
High tech was Otokonoko�s specialty.
It took him three seconds to overload the power cell with his slightly
modified Palm Pilot. The door popped
open. �When will they learn that
simplicity usually works best?� He
wondered as they found the black velvet case.
Quick
inspection confirmed it was what they were looking for. �Now, for our quick getaway!� Otokonoko froze as the door to the office
opened. They hadn�t heard anyone coming,
and the Palm Pilot on his belt hadn�t beeped.
The lights
turned on as the two couples stared at each other. �You!�
Sango accused as she pulled her gun.
The twins hadn�t lost a beat as Onnanoko drew her weapon and Otokonoko
turned pulling out a back device with a large red button. �No!�
Otokonoko
pressed the red button as Sango fired.
Naraku�s back window exploded as Sango�s bullet buried itself in her
opponents shoulder. The sudden wind currents
sent papers and loose objects flying as his screams filled the room. Onnanoko
lifted her left hand and shot twice. The
electric bullets caught the hanyou in mid air, jumping to attack her, and the
security chief. Grabbing her brother�s
good arm, she jumped out the window.
Both Inu Yasha
and Sango stared incredulously at the sight before them. They would rather die than be captured? Who were they? And what was that increasingly loud
noise. They had first thought it was the
wind, but as they moved towards the window, they saw the helicopter regaining
altitude. Sesshomaru would not be
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A/N: I�m back!
It took a while, but I revised the entire story. It was the right thing to do since I wrote
the majority of this chapter in one sitting.
It was strange to see how things have changed. When I had first talked to Meche about this
story, both Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru made it into the cab with Kagome. She never made it out of the country and was
forced to stay at Sesshomaru�s. Sango
was house security, not corporate, and I didn�t hide the identity of the twins
to the readers. When Meche read this
story, she said, �It�s nice, but what happened to Beautiful Miscommunications.�
On another
note, Inu Yasha Girlie informed me of a website that manages mailing
lists. Now, as I said, I�m offering this
because people asked for me to set up a mailing list. When I offered an alternative, no one responded. This is my final offer. I am willing to work something with a third
party managing the emails. For example,
the mailing list website, yahoo group or life journal. If I get no response, I�ll assume you guys
are happy with the method used now. Benefits to a mailing list is for those of you on adultfanfiction would actually get a notice when I update,
or when I write things that are not R or NC-17.
You may not be aware that since my last update, I have written a short
story and a poem. The good thing with
the Yahoo group or message board like system would be open discussion on my
work. I probably would eventually bounce
ideas for stories on you guys. But, if I
take the time to set this up, I want it to be worthwhile.
Life
update: I just came back from a Weekend
in DC, and I had a blast. The universe
has taken pity upon me. I had fun�crazy
safe fun with my girls. I even got a
tan. I came home to find my ex wants to
go back to the way it was. I grieved,
came to terms with the situation, and am now ready to do what is right. Make him work for it. Single life is good. Some one remind me that if I begin to
complain again. Also, this story was
nominated for Best Action/Adventure for the first quarter of 2005 by the
IYFG. Thank you! I�m glad you enjoy it.
Not much left:
two chapters and an epilogue unless, or course the story wants to go
further. Next chapter�Yup, we will
discover the identity of the TWINS. You
know, I should start taking bets.
Though, I have left clues everywhere to tell you who they are. My father took a crack at them�he thought the
male one was Juan, but then I explain he�s still a child. He had a few other ideas, which if I was
still in the development stage, I would probably go for. It�ll be a few weeks before the next
update.

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