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  <title>Comments on 'It Ain't Extra Credit'</title>
  <subtitle>Few emotions rival the self-satisfaction and glee of when an intricate plan appears to have worked. Thus it was with this heady feeling mixed with adolescent romanticism and a touch of naive lust that Sissy bounded out of her small car and skipped across the gravel driveway.

All that was happy and joyful fled violently from her bosom. Muggy night air was sucked in sharply. For she saw a man-mountain in a black suit all but obliterating the entrance to her Eden. The figure, dark and menacing in the yellow porch light, harsh features turning stern, folded his arms across his wide chest.

Lip quivering under dime store lipstick and a welling tear threatening to ruin purloined mascara, Sissy stammered weakly, &amp;quot;L-lost, and...study! Review...ex-xtra credit...No! N-nothing extra! J-just, um...&amp;quot;

She trailed off and let her eyes wander to the periphery of the imposing presence in black. Her eyes met those of Cole, and her heart broke at the sight of his anger, rage...and something else she couldn't quite place.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-03T03:52:13Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I can actually see everything coming into place now!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s amazing, how all of your characters, seemingly irrelevant to each other, are starting to connect&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-03T03:52:13Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>OrangeOreos</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In the last line, I think you meant to write &amp;#8220;sight&amp;#8221; instead of &amp;#8220;site.&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;And yes, that Sissy is every bit the manipulative little girl I thought she was.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-12T16:35:11Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>&#9824;Ana Cristina&#9829;</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very interesting and well described scene. I must read on!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-11T14:11:18Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My mere-mortal guess is practice, practice, some skill, and a bit more practice.  Keep &amp;#8216;em coming!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-10T01:07:10Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>g2 (la pianista irlandesa)</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow. How do you come up with these images!?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33684?basename=69256</id>
    <published>2008-06-09T06:36:30Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>PyroPunk 51 (PPP LoA)</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on It Ain't Extra Credit</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Damn, just put us all to shame by keep writing this good stuff. It&amp;#8217;s really not fair. How can we even begin to compete?&lt;br /&gt;Not certain, but I believe it should be &amp;#8220;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; periphery.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-09T05:47:06Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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