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[madeline_may]

ARE YOU READY FOR:

TAKING UR INNOCENCE

CHAPTER 4

FOR THOSE UNFAMILIAR WITH THIS CONCEPT:

Remember those games you used to play at parties, where everyone would contribute one line of a story until it got ridiculous or everyone got too drunk to be coherent? Well, this is exactly like that. We're gonna create our own kinky fanfic, one line/comment at a

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[anonymous]

Twas a dark and stormy night. Sir Desmond of Hume rode through the jungle (LOL WUT) grimacing at the pain only riding a horse in a kilt can give.
"Sir, oh sir, pray thee, help!"
He looked down into the face of one of the most beautiful creatures he had ever seen.
"How now, fair maiden?"
"Why sir," Pretty Pretty Princess Zombie Faraday giggled. He twirled and simpered at the striking Scotsman, his tiara twinkling even in the dusk. "Willest thou help me?"
"Aye for you m'lady, anything." He reached a manly arm down to pull up the nubile form of Faraday the Fair.

[anonymous]

"Why sir, I do believe I am sitting upon this horse in a backwards manner!" said Princess Faraday, as he looked at the backside of the horse he had just mounted.

[anonymous]

"My lady," Sir Desmond purred, "Tis backwards but tis right. Verrry right."

[anonymous]

Desmond took off on the beautiful horse at a gentle gallop, sending wee Princess Faraday catapulting off the back and vanishing into the jungle.

[anonymous]

"Wow!" exclaims Miles.

"Really Miles, it isn't that exciting," scolded Sawyer, "Get on with it already!"

"Get on with... what?" asked Miles, raising a tentative eyebrow.

[anonymous]

Saweyr smiled his sexy smile at Miles and raised his eyebrow, "You know what."

[anonymous]

Suddenly Hurley appeared with a giant jar of peanut butter. "What's up, dudes?"

[anonymous]

"Just in time," Sawyer said with that sexy southern drawl of his.