“No.” Bob said as politely has he could manage. He knew Nicko’s accent like his name was just put on for affect, but it was so fake, it bugged him. Then knelling on Rogers Chest, he carefully cut the duct tape away from his mouth.
“Hold still.” He said and then quickly ripped the tape away.
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Story #1
As I talked about in the post on Wednesday, I have been working on a lot of writing projects. The first of those was part of a challenge I set for myself and the first “due date” was today. I have posted what I managed to get done on my writing site here World BuildersContinueContinue reading “Story #1”
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