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Mailbox
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For Guy
Kim threw the pen down onto the desk and dropped his head into his hands. He was trying to sort through some of the documents from the Island Council office to create a more in depth history for the museum. But while he was getting a lot of data, there was no background, no depth. No human element that truly created history ( Read more... ) -
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Kim knew the moment he had just barely awoken that he was finally back in his own body. He stayed in that barely awake state as he mentally cataloged all the pleasant familiarities of his own, familiar, male body. It was such a blissful moment that he couldn't help a smug grin before he even opened his eyes ( Read more... ) -
Halloween Demony Stuffs
It was a quiet day oddly enough. Kim new it was All Hallows Eve, or Halloween as the Americans insisted on calling it, and while the supersitious might have attributed this eerie quiet with the date, he wasn't about to do such a foolish thing. A spy couldn't afford to be alot of things, supersitious being one of them ( Read more... ) -
"Philby himself, or a thinly disguised fictional counterpart, stalks through many modern spy novels"
Kim was beginning to think that the only thing the bookshelf was good for was providing Guy paper to make cigarettes. But then, the book he had finally chosen from the selection it had give him had pages to thick for such an enterprise ( Read more... )