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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Jeffrey S. Mitchell who wrote (327)	12/29/1998 9:41:00 PM
From: TEDennis	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

Kerry pulled over to the curb. Before he could come to a complete stop, Bobby opened the door and jumped out onto the street. He took off running as fast as he could in the opposite direction that they were headed. Kerry and Muffy looked at each other, curious as to why Bobby would react this way. As it happened, they had stopped directly in front of the 52nd Precinct police station. A couple of uniformed gentlemen were watching the scene closely. One of them took off after Bobby, while the other one approached the car. "Oh, not again!", he said. "That Bobby sure does rope in the innocents. That's the third time today he's tried to get a free Christmas tree. You folks don't know, obviously, that he just takes the trees that people buy for him down the street to his father's Christmas tree lot, who then resells them to his customers. That little beggar Bobby sure is fast! We haven't been able to catch him in the act yet. But, looks like this time we'll get him. Thanks! You folks want to file a complaint?" Kerry and Muffy looked at each other, broke up laughing, shook their heads "no", thanked the officer, and drove away. As they drove towards Kerry's place, they reminisced about the good ol' days. The orphanage, the circus, Nevada ... They didn't see the horse and rider in the crosswalk until almost too late. Kerry slammed on the brakes and went into a controlled slide. The tree fell off the top of the station wagon and ended up in the gutter. The sound of the car's tires screeching spooked the horse. It reared up on its hind legs, kicking with its front legs as though an imaginary enemy was attacking it. The rider was thrown clear of the horse, which then took off away from the scene at a full gallop. Muffy, after pausing a second to regain her composure, opened the door to see if the rider had been hurt. When she got close enough to the rider to see his face, she gasped! She turned to Kerry and said, "Oh, man. You're not going to believe this!" ...

To: Jeffrey S. Mitchell who wrote (327)	12/29/1998 10:13:00 PM
From: EL KABONG!!!	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

Kerry stopped the car and got out. He carefully untied the tree from the roof of the car and handed it over to Bobby. It was a struggle for the young lad, but he somehow managed to drag the tree home for his impoverished family. Meanwhile, Kerry drove Muffy back to her apartment. Bidding Muffy good-bye Kerry left to go home to his loving wife and cat as they had already finished their preparations for this Christmas Eve. Muffy went up to her apartment and sat on the couch alone. She looked at the rather barren room and noted that she herself had no Christmas tree, no presents to put under the tree, and worst of all, she was alone on Christmas Eve. Feeling very lonely now, she took out her little black book and started calling friends. Her first call was to Jeff, the motorcycle cop. When Jeff answered, Muffy could hear the squeals of children in the background and a feminine voice softly singing "Silent Night". Muffy wished Jeff a very Merry Christmas and hung up. Next she called TED, but he likewise was busy with his family, sipping hot chocolate and eating Christmas cookies in front of the brand new fireplace in his brand new house. Muffy could hear the sounds of Christmas in the background and wished TED a Merry Christmas, and then sadly hung up the telephone. "God. Everyone has family and gifts and warm food and everything, and here I sit, by myself on Christmas Eve with no one to talk to and nothing to do. God. This sucks." So Muffy turned on the computer and began to surf the internet to amuse herself, but mostly to take her mind away from the numbing loneliness that was enveloping her free spirit this evening. She eventually found herself clicking aimlessly on links, going from page to page with no awareness of where she was or what she was doing. Suddenly she snapped awake. She stared at her monitor. Right there in the middle of the screen was this Vivo of a totally naked, gorgeous woman doing things with two men, things that Muffy had often dreamed about, but never had actually seen before. She felt herself being drawn towards the woman on the computer, until it was like the girl in the Vivo and Muffy were one and the same. Muffy felt herself becoming aroused, so she slowly and sensuously removed her clothing, allowing the apparel to drop slowly to the floor. The garments slowly slipping off of her body just heightened the sensitivity that Muffy was now feeling. Muffy grabbed some body oils and slowly rubbed her most delicate areas with the slippery substance. "God. This is great. Maybe I'll have a Merry Christmas after all!" she thought. Just then the Vivo ended and Muffy felt that arousal was slipping away from her. Frantically, she clicked all over the screen until an erotic story appeared. Quickly she scanned the first few lines looking for the good stuff. "More oil. More oil." she thought. Reading at a very rapid pace now, Muffy found breathing more difficult. Her chest was heaving heavily, and her body lusted for the sensuous touch of the oils, and the soft fingers that would apply the liquid at just the right speed in all the right places. The story had a link in it and Muffy clicked on the link. Another movie appeared and in it another lovely lady engaging a handsome young man. Muffy was straining now. She was deeper and deeper into the movie. Closing her eyes, Muffy felt she just had to let herself go now, so she laid back on the softness of the couch and rubbed deeper and harder and faster... "Merry Christmas" yelled the carolers standing in Muffy's open doorway. Muffy had forgotten to close the front door again. In mid-song all the carolers stopped singing at once. Stunned silence greeted Muffy as she lay there on the couch, completely naked, still rubbing oil on herself. Feelings of arousal were now gone, only to be replaced by a deep red flush caused by this embarrassing situation. Looking up at the carolers, Muffy cringed when she recognized....