The Gift, Rosie (BGA&shadow156)
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				Title: <strong>The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 08:23:07</strong>
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				Name: Rosie<br>Age: 21<br>Looks: (http://picsoff.com/files/glamgalz/imgs/models2/erika_medina_mexican_03.jpg)<br><br>Rosie was sitting at the local cafe reading a newspaper about human trafficing. She sighed as she read the stories. How horrible that must be to be in that. She closed her paper and got up, grabbing her coffee to head into work. it was very early in the morning and she had bread to go and make. Walking in the foggy 5:30am cold was almost too much to do everyday, but it woke her up. It was always quiet when she walked, but today, after reading that paper, something felt different. <br><br>Rosie grabbed her phone out and thought about calling someone, sadly all of her friends would be asleep still and she was too nice to call them to wake them. She walked a little faster and put her headphones in to grown out the silence. Turning the corner Rosie saw her work in site. She started to walk a little faster, still feeling weird as she was almost there. Rosie grabbed out her keys, opening the door and running in. She locked the door behind her as she still had a few hours until it opened. She sighed as she started to put her things on a hanger in the back. <br><br>Rosie started to measure out her items when she got a phone call saying that the produce was about to be in. She waited by the back door until she saw the van. She smiled and got out. They had her take a look at the produce. As she walked up in the van she started to pick the best boxes. The men carried the crates out and she started to head inside. The driver reminded her that she needed to sign the paper. he had no clip board so she pressed the paper to the wall away from the man and signed. Right when she finished signing the driver grabbed her, rosie tried to scream but the other man placed a cloth on her mouth and nose, something was on it, it was wet... Rosie started to panic, but the more she breathed the dizzier she got. It didn't take her much longer to pass out... everything turned black. <br><br>When Rosie woke up, everything was still black. She was in some sort of a box, she was cold and something was holding her arms and legs together. she was on her hands and knees, but there was a bar that was holding her neck where she couldn't move, and then a bar under hips, and then on more holding her legs. She tried to scream for help but there was something in her mouth and then covering her mouth. She couldn't tell what it was but whatever it was it was connected to a ball. <br><br>She felt the van had stopped and heard voices. then she felt whatever she was in was moving, they banged her around and then there was a thump on as she was placed on the ground. She was crying a little bit, scared of what was happening to her. <br><br>As the men opened the crate that she was in Rosie could see that she was in a cage, a large dog cage. They removed the bars and she landed on a little mattress that was meant for dogs. She started to cry more as she looked at herself and then the men. SHe had a ball gag in her mouth and then a mask over it to stop her from opening her mouth, she whimpered a bit as she saw what they'd put her in. She was mostly naked. The poop girl had purple garters on her breasts, ankles and wrists, they all had little bells on them so whenever she moved she could be heard. Her hair was in pig tails and her hands were taped into fists. her feet had ballet heels on and were impossible to walk in. She had a collar that matched the garters but was made of a heavy duty leather. They all smiled down at her. <br><br>"Well sir, here is our thank you for your donation. She is a fresh new pick that we've been looking at for years. She is untrained and completely pure, we had her checked. Untouched." Said the produce man. She shook the man's hand and they left after give him a few keys that had to do with all the locks she was in, the garters weren't regular from what she could see, they were buckled and locked onto her. Rosie started to cry, whimpered cleaning her gagged and covered mouth. She in fact looked and sounded like a scared puppy. <br><br><br><br><strong>The garters with the bells she is wearing on her breasts</strong><br>(http://img2.etsystatic.com/004/0/6409559/il_340x270.376285466_mabj.jpg)<br>(http://www.gartersbygingersnap.com/images/Purple_Passion_Garter_Set.jpg)<br><br><strong>The shoes she is wearing that can be used during bondage as a way to tie her better</strong><br>(http://www.shoeguide.org/images/ballet_boot.jpg)<br><br><strong>The cuffs on her ankles, wrists and collar</strong><br>(http://img2.etsystatic.com/005/0/6409559/il_340x270.398579706_qcvt.jpg)<br><br><strong>The mouth master</strong><br>(http://www.joannalark.com/store/product_images/z/bondage_leather_head_harness_jl5283jl__75823.jpg)<br><br><strong>The gag</strong><br>(http://thumbs2.ebaystatic.com/d/l225/m/mcsk2g1voV9oY4PhW6hwf6w.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 09:33:46</strong>
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				Pat<br>Age:24<br><br><br>Pat being a 24 year old man, making his living from touring around skateboarding until he had an accident that broke both ankles causing him to never be able to skate again. After all this happened Pat spent his time helping young kids learn to skateboard, along with going to hospital rehab centers and speaking with young kids who have been hurt and may never be the same again.<br><br>Pat is a loner, he never could find the right girl that fit him. He searched all over, all the dating sites on the internet, going over seas to find a girl, and hopping from bar to bar. Until one day he came across a man who ran a teen center and needed some help. Pat donated some of his sponcership money to help the man build a new stage for local bands and a small little street park for kids to rollerblade, skateboard and bike.<br><br>After all that was done, and the money was put to good use the man asked "What do you want more than anything in the world?" Pat thought about it and in good fun responded with "Well I would really love to have a girl that would cater to my every need, sexual or just around the house, a girl that won't fight back." The man nodded and smiled at Pat and said "Maybe one day she will just appear at your doorstep."<br><br><br><br>Pat shakes the mans hand and turns back to the crate. He takes the key and unlocks the crate to reveal the girl within the cage. Pat taken aback by the sight, he unlocks the cage to allow the girl to get out and says "Well hello there." Seeing the tears and the puppy dog eyes Pat feels concern for the girl and backs away a bit to allow the girl to get out of the cage.<br><br>By stepping back Pat over looks this girl, who has this amazing body, with rich smooth skin. The garters she is wearing suit her. The collar she wears fits the neck well not loose but not too tight, the cuffs are the same way as well. The bells seem to be a little much but Pat has sort of an idea of their purpose. The one thing that interests him the most is the mask and gag combo. Pat wonders what she looks like under that mask and what she sounds like with out that ball gag. He shrugs to himself knowing he will have to wait for her to get out of the cage before he can examine her further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 10:28:06</strong>
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				When the light started to show through she whimpered a bit, seeing his face she started to cry some more. She didn't understand what was going on. She was so confused. She was too scared to move, though he seemed like he was just as confused as she was. <br><br>It took her a long time to finally crawl out of the cage. And by crawl, she really crawled. She was tied to wear she couldn't walk. Rosie cried a little bit more, not loudly, but the tears were flowing. She tried to hide her body from him, but it was hard given her proportions. Her paw like hands wrapped around her shoulders to hide her breasts from him and she was curled up so that he couldn't see her pussy. She backed herself to a corner, scared and shivering. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 10:40:03</strong>
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				Pat looks over this scared girl, as she struggled to crawl her way to the corner. Noticing her confusion and how uncomfortable she is. He moves towards her with caution. Pat talks to her in a calming tone "Hey listen, I'm gonna get the tape off your hands and take the mask off of you so please don't freak out."<br><br>He gets over to her and drops to one knee slowly. He reaches in and unbinds her hands, freeing her soft hands from the tape. Then finding the right key, Pat unlocks and removes the mask from her head. Now for the first time seeing her tear stricken face and glossed over eyes he sighs before whispering softly "I'm going to remove the ball gag from you. Please don't scream. I just wanna know your name and how this all happened. OK, here we go...." Pat removes the ball gag slowly and looks her in the eyes and awaits her response. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 17:39:50</strong>
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				When he got close Rosie pressed herself against the wall in fear and watched his every movement. When her hands were feet she stretched out her fingers. The mask coming off was a night breather for her skin. The cool air finally making it's way to her soft skin. When the gag was removed from her she didn't scream. She did speak. "Why are you doing this to me?" She begged an answer from him, still pressed against the wall in fear. "Please just let me go. I won't say anything..." she started to cry again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 20:58:19</strong>
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				Pat looks at this girl who he still doesn't know her name. "I don't even know why your here to be honest." Getting up he moves over to the chair to once again give her some space. "I need to know what happened to you. How you got into all this?"<br><br>Pat gets up and goes into the bathroom and grabs his bath robe then moves back out to the living room where the girl had cornered herself. "Here put this on so your not all exposed." He smiles as he hands her the robe. "Are you thirsty? I have a lot of different options here to drink. I promise, we are gonna figure this all out."<br><br>As Pat walks back towards the chair, one of his ankles gives out. He stumbles over towards the wall where he props himself and is just in reach of the slick painted cane with a skateboard wheel as part of the handle. Pat uses the cane to help himself over to the chair. He sits and uses the cane to point to the other comfy chair in the room. "Come sit, let's figure this all together." Pat smiles at her and waits for her to respond
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 23:25:35</strong>
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				Rosie was still shaking in fear. She was to scared to move from her little corner. She looked at him. "I was just looking at inventory..." She cried come more. "I was at work! I was at work..." She cried in her hands. "Please, don't hurt me...please..." She begged him. She still was full understanding. She could see that she could make a run for it with the way he walked; however she was naked. She had no where to go. Rosie looked at the couch then him, but she was so petrified. The way the light from the window showed her beauty, even with how scared she was her physical beauty would be very noticeable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 03:05:48</strong>
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				Pat listens to the girl realizing that something is terribly wrong here. "You were at work? Like you were kidnapped from work stripped down and put in thaat crate?" He asks completely shocked that this is really happening right now. "Listen hun, I will go find some clothes and let you go if you don't want to be here. I don't know what you have gotttenyourself into but I can't afford to be part of some blackmarket slave auction." Pat gets up and walks down the hall towards his room then turns and looks down the hall at the girland yells to her "Come down here and let's pick you out some clothes to wear shall we." He says this with a smile on his face but in his mind he is concerned about what he has jys goten into the middle of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 07:58:48</strong>
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				Rosie didn't move, she didn't follow him. She thought that he was tricking her. He blamed her for being in this situation. What did she do? She went to work and everyone loved her. How was this her fault? She somewhat hated him for blaming her for that. SHe didn't even wear clothes that held her body too tight. She shifted around a bit, the bells on her body ringing to tell him that she wasn't getting any closer to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 01:07:25</strong>
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				Pat stands there looking down the hallwaynoticing she isn't moving then in a huff he yells down "Fine you know what, just leave, I didn't ask for this. All I wanna do is help you but you don't want my help so whatever." Pat then heads back into his room and lays down on the bed relaxing his ankle that had given way on him. Not knowing what was going to happen with this mysterious girl who he still didn't know her name.<br><br>As he lays there he becomes tired and starts to nod off, so he sits up and takes his shirt off revealing his tatooed body that is well toned. Six pack abs that are toned and look very nice but he isn't overly jacked where it would look ugly on his small frame. Pat then rests his head on the pillow and closes his eyes and nods off for a nap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 06:34:29</strong>
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				Rosie looked at herself. She couldn't go out in what she was wearing. The fact that he was getting upset with her was amazing. He seemed to think that she would be comfortable with this whole thing. SHe didn't know him. She didn't know if he was really trying to help her or if he was trying to trick her. As the sun went down Rosie became tired. Passing out in the corner, she wouldn't wake until after he did. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 11:06:39</strong>
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				After the night had passed Pat's alarm went off. Abruptly waking up, Pat sat up and shook his head saying to him self "Damn I really must have been tired." Pat gets up and notices that his ankle is feeling much better today, so he gets out of bed and walks down the hallway to the kitchen. As he walked into the kitchen he looked over and saw the girl still in the corner, asleep. "I can't believe she slept there all night like that. That must have been so uncomfortable."<br><br>He enters the kitchen and proceeds to make himself a cup of tea. Pat takes a sip of his tea then decides to make a second cup for the girl. Walking back into his living room, he grabs a blanket of the couch and carefully covers her up so she isn't exposed to him anymore. Then holding the tea he carefully wakes her.<br><br>"Hey wake up, I made you some tea to hopefully make you feel better." He says with a smile trying to show her that he isn't going to hurt her. All Pat wants to do is figure out how this happened to her and how he can possibly help her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 18:59:36</strong>
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				When Rosie was shaken away she had forgotten where she was. Her eyes opened slowly, only to get wider as she remembered. She looked at Pat, pressing herself back until she saw the blanket over her. She was still shakey but she did pull the blanket on her more. Her body was so sore and stiff at this point. Her shaking hands reached over and grabbed the glass from him. Slowly she adjusted herself so that she could drink a little better. "Thank you..." she said before she took the first sip. It was good tea. She could feel it course through her body as she sipped at it some more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 01:58:55</strong>
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				"Your welcome." Pat says with a smile "Its nice to see you somewhat relaxing a bit. You have been through some really tramatic stuff lately." He stands up slowly reaching his hands down to help her up "Come on let's get you to the couch so you can try to relax some more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 02:31:18</strong>
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				When the man reached his hand down she flinched thinking that he was going to hit her. Slowly her soft hand grabbed his and just as slowly she got up. She kept the blanket around her as much as she could, though there was a slight nip slip at one point. The bells of the garters were ringing as she moved to and on the couch, curling up in it some more. "Why am I here?" She asked softly.
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				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 03:31:33</strong>
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				"I honestly don't know why your here. The man that came here with you said it was a gift for my big donation. The more I think about it the only big donation I have made in awhile was to the local teen center." Pat puts then gets a thought that sacred the crap out of him when he realized what has happened. He looks over at The girl wide eyed. "Oh my god, the man who owned the teen center asked me a question that I thought nothing of when he asked me. He asked me what I wanted most in the world, anything at all. I told him I wanted a beautiful girl that would cater to my needs but not fear me." When this realization hit him he realized he did more than just donate money to a teen center, he donated money to a black market slave runner. "I'm so sorry this is all my fault I never thought this would ever happen I will get you some regular clothes and drive you home myself. This isn't fair to you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 04:48:44</strong>
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				Rosie looked at him. "You mean... You... You really didn't know?" She asked him. She was in shock to hear what had happened. She looked at him and then sighed, tearing up a bit more. "you can't let me go..." she said. "They will come back to make sure you still have me...." she said as she cried a bit more. "That's what they do apparently. If they don't see that you are... master... and that i am sub... they'll come after me again... " she tried to wipe the tears from her face. She didn't blame him, but she wasn't happy about being there either. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:26:30</strong>
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				Pat looks at here, reaching a hand over to wipe the tears from her face. "What shall we do then? If i can't let you go, what will we do?" He asks her seeing if she has any bright ideas since he is just fresh out at this point. Sipping on his tea, Pat thinks to himself. "Does this girl even like me, i mean could she ever like me after all this. Its not like I knew this was going to happen. She is so beautiful and I can't take my eyes off her."<br><br>Pat shaking his head looks up at the time "oh crap I have to get down to the Re hab center!" he jumps up and runs to his room quickly getting dressed. He grabs his keys and heads to the door then looks back at Rosie "The house is yours for awhile, try to get comfortable. There are clothes for you in my bed room if you want them." Pat smiles at her then opens the door and out he goes to his car, driving away leaving her alone for the first time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:34:24</strong>
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				Rosie felt his hand touch her, she slightly jumped. She didn't know what to do either. She felt lost and stuck. As he looked up at the time she watched him run around the house and leave. There was a quietness in the room. She wasn't sure what to do. Sitting on the corner of the couch she looked around. "Did he really just leave me here?" she asked herself as she slowly got up and stretched her body under the blanket. <br><br>Rosie slowly made her way to Pat's bedroom and looked at the clothes. "Sweats? Really?" She asked herself once more. The new slave took off the balls and garters, leaving them on the floor of his room and put on the clothes, he didn't have a bra or panties for her, but at least she was covered up. It was a swear suit that hugged her curves, mainly her ass perfectly. Zipping up the sweatshirt to the middle of her chest she looked around his room. His bed look so comfy. She couldn't help herself, she crawled on it and soon fell asleep. <br><br>While asleep there was a note left for Pat left on the door saying "If you don't train her right, we will take her back and give her to someone who will..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:41:06</strong>
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				Pat returns home and finding this note on his door. He reads it wide eyed then moves to the bed room and wakes Rosie. "Rosie wake up, we have a serious problem here. I found this note on the door saying if I don't train you right, then they will come and take you to someone else."<br><br>Pat was frantic, not knowing what to do and now knowing that they are being watched. He couldn't let them take he and stick her with some other guy who will abuse her. Pat wants to protect her, so he sits in the chair in his room and begins to think of a plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:46:19</strong>
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				Rosie was shaken away, making her jump a bit. "Wha-" the blood drained from her face as she heard him talk. It was at this point that she ran to his windows in the room and closed them. She looked at him. "i don't know what to do... "she said as she sat on the corner of the bed, leaning her head into her hands. "This is so messed up.. "she said. At this point the zipper to her shirt went down a little bit, her cleavage showing. She didn't even notice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadow156</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:51:48</strong>
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				Pat noticed the cleavage and started to get a buldge in his jeans. "We Could fake it." he says not really knowing what else to say to her at this point. He was so distracted by her cleavage that he couldn't really talk. it has been so long since he had been with a women, he honestly couldn't remember.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Gift, Rosie (BGA&amp;shadow156)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 10:54:33</strong>
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				Rosie looked at him. "You obviously don't read the papers..." she rolled her eyes. "these aren't just random guys, these guys are the modern days mobsters. They are smart. They look for things like scars, or attitude, everything. I don't know about you, but i am not that great of an actress. I'm a baker." She sighed. She still hadn't noticed her zipper going down a little more. She didn't see his bulge yet either. Rosie stood up and looked at the curtained up window, trying to think of what to do. 
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