Closing the Deal

Vanessa settled into her favorite couch in the green room at headquarters. The photo shoot was over, and Eve was in the showers. It had been another rough one, just as she liked, and there was another round of pictures to go, after she was clean. To...

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Anonymous Gifts

Like a lot of bars, this one was built in at the bottom floor of one of Boston's innumerable high-rises. So many of them these days were what amounted to government handled dormitories, and a solid feature for every single one was a bar at ground...

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Pirates? Filming part 1

"Oh. My. God." Vanessa looked up from the script, and grinned at Jack. "You got to scene eight, I take it?" "Who wrote this? No, it's on the title page, and like... every third name on the suggested credit roll on the back, but who does this shmuck...

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Rough Tongue

"Hold still another minute or two, we almost have the full scan." Vanessa sighed and steadied herself. The tech weenies knew their stuff, and she had known the scans were going to be a long and boring production. They'd said as much when she asked...

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Pirates? Backstage 1

Pirates? 1.1 The door to room eight slid shut behind her, and Vanessa grinned. The twins, Eric and Erica, were nearly indistinguishable tabby cats. They weren't actually related, but both were close to androgynous and they played that similarity up to...

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Shipping and Manhandling - Katrina

"Hey boss, you wanted to see me?" Kuroko's office was bathed in sunset, wide open windows letting the early fall evening air coast through. The black fox, with missing ear and glittering green eyes was seated, as usual on the edge of his desk. Jane...

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Kuroko's Finest: Wolfgang's Training: Day Zero

Wolfgang's Training: Day Zero Wolfgang wasn't terribly surprised to be called into Kuroko's office, Monday morning right after he walked into the building that housed Kuroko's Finest, and it's various offices and employees. And some clients, too. The...

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Kuroko's Finest: Jane: Wayward Heiress

Jane finished polishing the half-imagined scuffs from her sunglasses, and settled them on her face, perched over that broad feline muzzle, they lent a mirrored sparkle to otherwise tawny fur. Between those and the leather jacket and worn jeans, she...

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Vibe Wars 2: The Barista Strikes Back

A week ago, Amanda and I had tried this out, and it lasted a few hours. Only a few hours out of the dozen we'd intended, and with good reason. We'd both found the game so irresistibly hot that it ended in the kind of sex you're too worn out to clean up...

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Big Trouble

"You're not the boss of me!" was perhaps not the most mature response to "You need to get up, Sarah," but it was what came out, and there was an instant regret on the chinchilla's face. And amusement on Anita's, the plush black cat grinning like she'd...

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Hunger

Sarah watched the clock, and the seconds seemed to draw out, longer, endless. She was still and quiet, but not by choice. There was little room to struggle, and the leather wrapped tight around her muzzle kept all but the smallest sounds at bay. Sounds...

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Trick or Treat

TREAT "Okay, you're big and all, but I refuse to believe that you can't come up with a costume that will fit you for the third year in a row." Alessia was well aware that she had attempted this excuse several times already, but it was always worth an...

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