Noel = Sex
This is a short story for my coosine. coz I loves her. its about Julian fancying Noel (wow…he has eyes) and thinking about him in *mouths* a “sexual” way. its pretty crappy but hey….Noel and Julian fuckin rule!!
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This is a short story for my coosine. coz I loves her. its about Julian fancying Noel (wow…he has eyes) and thinking about him in *mouths* a “sexual” way. its pretty crappy but hey….Noel and Julian fuckin rule!!
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Right. I write angst, I’m not a very fluffy person and I can’t write it well but mah coosine (Rowan) made me write a fluffy story for her. She did, she jabbed pointy sticks at me until I complied. And here is the result. A modern masterpiece I like to call it. In fact, I think I’m up for a prize for writing this.
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The kiss picture. ‘Nuff said. its beautiful.
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Wheeel I likes the Boosh slash but I like to write angsty stuff but Rowan (coosine) made me write fluff for her. So here it is. Pure love stuff. Aint they so pretty!?!?
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“Moon! Are you sleeping with Vince Noir?”
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Kraftwerk Orange featuring Vince and Howard go on tour.
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Bainbridge returns from another adventure.
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Valentine’s Day isn’t always fluffy and lovely. Especially if magic is involved.
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It’s Valentine’s Day and neither Howard nor Vince have the guts to do anything about it. So Naboo fixes it with his “magic” dust.
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Sex, drugs and rock‘n’roll. Even though the sex is disappointing, the drug is alcohol and the rock‘n’roll is electro-jazz.
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Bollo was asleep under the wrapping paper, Naboo had passed out drunk on eggnog and Vince was sitting cross-legged on the floor staring at the blinking fairy lights.
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