August Winds

August Winds

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On a cool August afternoon, two college freshmen were walking back to their dorm rooms. Becka and Clare were hanging out by the same park where they first met back in fifth grade; they've been friends all the way up to their freshman years. They were hanging out at this park because it was their favorite place, full of happy memories from their childhoods, when the two would get into trouble because of something they both did. It was also where they first witnessed violence in this world. Two homeless people were being beaten by a female cop who was screaming "Stop resisting!" in that somewhat dim voice women can have.
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In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

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