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    The Porn Chronicles: A bunch of one-shots under a common book title. – (Chapter: Make Love Not War)

    I am not a house plant, but I am now all by myself.

    I am carrying my paintball gun at the ready, bent over, and slowly making my way around. I make sure to survey the area as I go.

    I reach the edge of the paintball arena and locate a large cement block to hide behind. It comes up to about my waist and is several feet wide in both directions.

    I survey the surrounding area, before crouching behind it. I keep only my head and gun above the block, making sweeping patterns over the surrounding area.

    Ok I’ve been doing this and my arms are tired, and there is no one even over here.

    I lower my arms and lean my head against the cool block.

    Almost immediately I feel something press against my back, "Dang it."

    "Don’t move."

    "Ashleeeeey," I whined.

    "Shush, Spence."

    I just sigh as she reaches and takes my paint ball gun fron me.

    "Stand up and face me," I do as she tells me and she smiles.

    She takes the guns and sets them down on the block before cupping my face and kissing me. I sit down on the block and pull her between my legs. I keep my hands on her waist though. After a minute or two, I let my hands start to roam over her back and over her stomach, "I’m so glad you decided to wear a sports bra and no shirt."

    She groans, "Me too, but that’s not all I wore."

    "Huh?" I look at her confused.

    She takes a step away from me, so my hands slide off her body before unzipping her camo pants.

    "Oh my gawd, Ashley! What are you doing?" I quickly glance around before looking back at her.

    She smirks at me as she reaches into her pants and slowly draws out a dildo. It’s not one I’ve seen before, but it’s obvious that she probably planned doing it here since the dildo was camo just like her pants.

    "How many toys do you need, Ash?"

    She stroked her new toy, "Are you really complaining?"

    I caugh to try to clear my throat, "No, but we can’t do this here. Someone could catch us!"

    She moved closer to me, grabbed my hands and placed them on the dildo, kissed me, and whispered, "They’re called quickies. Like the ones when you pull me into a bathroom stall and you…"

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    1. bahaha .. i found that amusing =]good one.the whole “ashley shoots paula and weird glances are exchanged” thing from the SoN episode makes MUCH more sense when put into this perspective ;]ash is a freak for calling spencer though [so hilarious]

    2. I’m not sure if its as good as the other. I may need to reread it… over and over and over… you know… to make sure…. and over.

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