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  <title>Comments on 'Indecent Intent 3 (Melia and Tad Winslow's Collaboration)'</title>
  <subtitle>The tinge of fear transforms into lust on its way down her spine, collecting behind her belly button like a bath is drawing hot water there.

He's really close to her now.

&amp;quot;And what is it I need?&amp;quot; She whispers instinctually sensual.

His confidence is stunning. &amp;quot;Me,&amp;quot; he says, leaning in, barely touching his lips to hers.

The warmth in her stomach spreads, leaking down. Wet.

_This is utterly unfathomable_ she thinks. _I really do want him._

Suddenly, she grabs the boy by the ear, &amp;quot;ow, oww, ahh, ahhhh,&amp;quot; he lets out. She pulls him into her house and shuts the door. 

Once inside she promptly releases him, panting as she explains. &amp;quot;I saw Anne Trapnel (breath) watching us through her window (breath) she's an incredible gossip (breath) 
I *had* to do *something.*&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Jesus, you nearly ripped my ear off. I'm bleeding for Christ's sake.&amp;quot; 

&amp;quot;Oh honey, I'm sorry.&amp;quot; Her tone is soft and nurturing as she lends the back of her hand to the side of his cheek. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-01-17T18:02:16Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Indecent Intent 3 (Melia and Tad Winslow's Collaboration)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, bordering on soft core here, but very well written, especially that first paragraph.  I&amp;#8217;m so going to get nailed for reading this at work, guys!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-01-17T18:02:16Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Indecent Intent 3 (Melia and Tad Winslow's Collaboration)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;...This&amp;#8230;is&amp;#8230;amazing&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Please continue.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/18577?basename=34806</id>
    <published>2008-01-16T14:31:35Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Fyora Cartagan</name>
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