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In Uncategorized on March 21, 2010 at 10:20 pm

She’s silver like a bullet traveling at full speed – almost a blur, but not enough that she whizzes by without you seeing the tip of her tongue poking out toward you. ┬áHer name is Anarkali and she’s a spy for my firm. Of course, you don’t know that.



In Uncategorized on March 16, 2010 at 2:51 am

It doesn’t matter how you write it. a rose by any other name is still as sweet. I think I’ll go get myself a pink rose and call him Henry VIII.

Or Oscar the Grouch.

Suit yourself, Ayesha.