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3 Standard disclaimer:
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4 See parts I and II for the disclaimer. You can probably recite
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5 these things by heart now, anyway.
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8 Sakura Lemon--Part III
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9 KaitouAce
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10
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11 Tomoyo muttered pathetically as she lay in her bed. She had
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12 destroyed the most important thing she could ever have: her
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13 friendship with Sakura. Everything was a haze to Tomoyo, her
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14 vision clouded by pain and tears. Her head pounded, her heart
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15 ached . . . it was as if Sakura's rejection had made her
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16 physically ill. All she could hear was Sakura's anger-filled
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17 voice. And the more she heard it, the sicker she became. All
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18 she wanted was for the anguish to end. Sadly, she could only
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19 come to one conclusion. There was only one definite way to stop
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20 the pain. The very idea terrified her but Sakura's coldness was
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21 worse. She stood up, tears pouring down her face, and prepared
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22 for the end. But as she reached the door, something stopped her.
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23 As much as she knew she didn't deserve it, she couldn't bear to
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24 leave this world without seeing Sakura's smile once more. And as
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25 she thought about Sakura, she couldn't help but remember their
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26 last, fabulous evening together. She desperately shook the image
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27 out of her mind. She wouldn't do that. She had no right. Not
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28 after what she did to Sakura. But her body was in too much need.
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29 She couldn't resist the urge of one final moment of ecstacy.
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30 Tomoyo slowly turned toward her viewing room, disgusted with
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31 herself for not being able to give Sakura the respect she
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32 deserved. As she headed inside she slowly began to disrobe. She
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33 took a final breath and began to descend the slope of the
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34 theater-like room. To her, it felt as if she was entering her
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35 own Dante's Inferno with the trail of clothes the only symbol of
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36 her existence and her only lifeline from eternal damnation.
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39 Sakura sat in her room silently. She couldn't believe what
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40 she had done. Tomoyo was gone. But it had to be. Tomoyo had
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41 hurt her in a way no one had ever hurt her before. She deserved
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42 it. But that didn't make it any less painful. She felt her eyes
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43 well up again as she fell deeper into sadness.
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44 "Sakura."
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45 Sakura jumped when she heard her name. She turned, trying
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46 to wipe the tears out of her eyes.
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47 "Sakura, are you all right?"
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48 She was surprised to see Kero-chan hovering in front of her
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49 with a look of concern on his face. Sakura quickly tried to come
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50 up with a story to hide her shame.
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51 "Oh! Kero-chan! I'm fine! Just . . . something in my
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52 eyes."
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53 Kero-chan sighed and stared at her intently.
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54 "No need to lie Sakura. I know what happened. I was there,
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55 remember?"
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56 Sakura gasped as she barely recalled when Kero-chan flew to
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57 her that night before Touya came in. It didn't occur to her that
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58 he had overheard the whole thing. Sakura started to cry again.
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59 "Kero-chan, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it! I . . . "
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60 "It's ok, Sakura. Don't apologize. But I did see Tomoyo
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61 run out of here. She looked really upset. What happened?"
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62 Sakura stuttered, unsure of what to say. But her silence
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63 confirmed Kero-chan's suspicions. " . . . It was her, wasn't
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64 it?"
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65 Sakura's mouth was agape as her shameful secret was
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66 revealed. She desperately tried to defend herself.
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67 "It wasn't me! It was Tomoyo-chan who did this to me! I
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68 can't help it anymore! Please let me stay a Card Captor!"
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69 Kero-chan became more than a little agitated at Sakura's
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70 words.
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71 "Be quiet, Sakura!"
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72 Sakura was shocked at Kero-chan's tone and prepared herself
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73 for the worst.
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74 "You are and will always be a Card Captor. Nothing can
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75 change your destiny. Your personal feelings and affiliations are
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76 irrevelant. If you weren't worthy, you wouldn't have been able
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77 to open the book. But what MIGHT change you is if you continue
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78 to blame your friend for your mistake."
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79 Sakura sat quietly, absorbing Kero-chan's words. Surely
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80 that wasn' t right. All that pain she went through, all that
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81 suffering . . . Tomoyo was the cause. She was the one who made
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82 her feel . . . Sakura froze. As strange a situation as this was,
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83 all Tomoyo did was make her feel good. Really good. The pain
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84 came later . . . when Sakura tried to do things herself. But
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85 Sakura was still confused.
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86 "It was Tomoyo-chan who made me feel like this. I couldn't
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87 stop myself . . . myself?"
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88 The word shook her completely. Myself. She couldn't
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89 control HERSELF. Tomoyo wasn't to blame for that. And she
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90 didn't know Sakura had hurt herself so the later pain wasn't
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91 really her fault either. She should have just told Tomoyo
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92 outright. Then she would have understood. Tomoyo was just
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93 trying to help. She began to feel relieved when her harsh words
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94 came to mind. Sakura visibly jumped as she realized what she
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95 had done.
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96 "Oh no! Kero-chan, I've done a horrible thing! What do I
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97 do?!"
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98 Sakura became frantic at the thought of not being friends
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99 with Tomoyo anymore. Once again, Kero-chan provided a simple
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100 answer.
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101 "Apologize."
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102 "But . . . but how? After what I said . . . "
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103 Kero-chan thought a bit, then came up with a way. The only
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104 way really, given the situation. He blushed slightly as he said
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105 it.
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106 " . . . Anyway you have to."
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107 Sakura realized what Kero-chan was suggesting and it
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108 embarrassed her. She questioned her friend.
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109 "Is--is that ok?"
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110 "Only you know the answer to that."
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111 Sakura slowly smiled and jumped from the bed. She quickly
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112 dressed and raced out of the house, determined to save her
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113 friendship in any way possible.
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115
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116 "Tomoyo-chan . . . please."
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117 "Eh? Please what, Sakura-chan?"
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118 "Please . . . touch me."
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119 Tomoyo sat back in a seat, completely nude rubbing herself
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120 frantically while staring at the screen.
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121 One day.
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122 It had only been one day ago when they were
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123 inseparable. Now they were through and all Tomoyo had were
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124 videos. Tomoyo moaned as she orgasmed once again, the seat's
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125 cushion now completely soaked. Small drips occassionally fell
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126 from the oversaturated fabric to the floor. She had come more
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127 times in the past hour than she had her entire young life. Her
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128 virgin lips were swollen and red. Everytime she touched herself,
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129 she caused herself pain. But she didn't care. Her suffering
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130 paled in comparison to what Sakura must have felt. Any pain was
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131 well deserved. She cried desperately to the screen.
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132 "Oh Sakura-chan! What did I do?! Please tell me!!!"
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133 But all that replied was just more evidence of her guilt as
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134 she sank back in her seat, gingerly touching herself once again.
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135
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136 After being let in, Sakura rushed upstairs to Tomoyo's room.
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137 Her mind was agonizing over what to say and do. Should she just
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138 apologize? What if Tomoyo didn't accept? And what about
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139 Kero-chan's suggestion? Should she actually go through with
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140 that? Fortunately for Sakura, she stopped thinking long enough
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141 to avoid running into Tomoyo's door. She knocked but found the
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142 door already open. She slowly stepped inside, ready to
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143 apologize. She quietly called for Tomoyo but she didn't appear
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144 to be inside. Sakura closed the door behind her. After
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145 searching for a minute, Sakura sat on Tomoyo's bed confused. She
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146 knew Tomoyo's room was large but it wasn't THAT large. Sakura
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147 began to whimper, wanting to clear things up as soon as possible.
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148 "Tomoyo-chan, where ARE you?"
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149 Just then, Sakura noticed Tomoyo's school shirt on the
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150 floor. She went to it and saw the skirt a little farther away.
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151 They made a trail toward . . .
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152 "Her movie room! I almost forgot! She must be in there."
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153 Sakura was relieved that she had found her friend. But
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154 nothing could have prepared her for the scene she saw when she
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155 entered.
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156
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157 Tomoyo was completely lost as she exhausted her mind and
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158 body. She was totally immersed in a fantasy world. A world
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159 where she and Sakura were best friends and even lovers. She
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160 didn't remember anything she was planning on doing or care if
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161 anyone found her. All that mattered was the smiles on the two
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162 girls faces on the screen. Just as she was forcing another
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163 orgasm, a giant shadow loomed over the screen. Tomoyo was
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164 relieved. Someone had finally found her. Now her punishment
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165 would be complete. With luck, they'd yell at her, maybe even
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166 beat her. And if that wasn't enough, she could always . . .
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167 "Tomoyo-chan . . . "
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168 Tomoyo's head whirled around at the sound of the timid
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169 voice. As ready as she was for any kind of punishment, Tomoyo
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170 couldn't handle Sakura. She sat motionless in her seat waiting
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171 for Sakura to approach. But Sakura was frozen in place. She
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172 couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her eyes were wide as
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173 saucers as she watched the events of the previous evening play
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174 out literally larger than life. The clothing she had followed to
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175 find Tomoyo had slowly filtered out of her arms and bundled up
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176 near her feet. She didn't even notice the door close behind her.
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177 She just stared . . . and felt another powerful explosion
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178 building. Tomoyo tried to rush to Sakura and explain but her now
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179 sore body protested such quick movements. She slowly moved up to
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180 Sakura with tears in her eyes and juices running down her leg.
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181 "Sakura . . . I . . . please listen."
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182 But Sakura wasn't. Tomoyo's words faded as she stared at
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183 the screen. But what Sakura was seeing wasn't sex but love, pure
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184 and unconditional. As wonderful as the feelings in her body were
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185 then, they were overshadowed by the feelings in her heart.
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186 Tomoyo had gone so far just to please her, and she repaid her
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187 with anger and deceit. Sakura felt terrible at what she had
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188 driven her friend to. Her best friend who was . . .
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189 Sakura's vision now focused on the beautiful young girl
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190 before her. Her large, now reddish eyes, her long black hair,
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191 pout lips, and pert breasts. Sakura stared at Tomoyo and came to
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192 a final decision. The choice she needed and wanted.
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193 " . . . so please just . . . Sakura-chan?"
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194 Tomoyo stopped talking when she noticed Sakura's eyes on
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195 her. She knew she was naked but Sakura's intense stare
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196 embarrassed her. She started to reach for the clothing Sakura
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197 dropped on the floor but Sakura gingerly pushed her back. Tomoyo
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198 was surprised and a little angry. She may have been at fault but
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199 she didn't need her shame to be prolonged any longer. She just
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200 needed her final punishment. She looked sternly at Sakura but
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201 received no reaction. It was almost as if she were in a trance.
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202 Tomoyo started to question Sakura but was stopped short as Sakura
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203 quickly closed the distance between them.
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204 "Sakura-chan?"
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205 But Sakura continued to invade Tomoyo's personal space until
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206 her entire body was touching Tomoyo, her clothing brushing
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207 lightly against Tomoyo's nude form. Sakura slowly moved her head
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208 to Tomoyo's ear and whispered, breaking her silence.
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209 "You won't need those."
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210 Tomoyo was shocked by Sakura's remark as she staggered back
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211 a bit, almost tumbling over. She tried to compose herself but
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212 Sakura was once again upon her, her eyes piercing Tomoyo's soul.
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213 Sakura slowly took both her hands and held Tomoyo's head,
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214 caressing her face and cheeks softly. Tomoyo was terribly
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215 confused and desperately in need of an answer to this situation.
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216 But before she could ask, Sakura answered her without question as
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217 she quickly darted forward and kissed Tomoyo strongly.
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218 Unprepared, Tomoyo managed to break free and catch her breath.
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219 She finally managed to ask her question.
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220 "S-Sakura-chan? What are you doing? What--what do you
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221 want?"
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222 Sakura thought about all that had happened to the two of
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223 them over the past 24 hours and about the apology she wanted to
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224 give. But at this moment, all that was secondary. She answered
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225 Tomoyo with the last word she would say until it was over.
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226 "You."
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227 Tomoyo immediately understood and was overjoyed. By some
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228 miracle, she had been forgiven. She was about to run into
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229 Sakura's arms but before she knew it she was already there,
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230 Sakura closing the gap herself. She stared once again into
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231 Sakura's eyes which were loudly speaking her intentions. She
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232 slowly moved her head forward as Sakura did the same. The two
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233 met in a beautiful display of passion. After a moment, Tomoyo
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234 once again reluctantly broke their kiss. She tugged Sakura
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235 slightly, urging her back to her room. However, Sakura didn't
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236 budge. She just looked at Tomoyo with the same wild eyes as
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237 before.
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238 "Let's go back to my room, Sakura-chan."
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239 But Sakura answered Tomoyo by lightly carressing her small
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240 breasts, pinching her right nipple.
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241 "Ahh! Sakura-chan? I . . . ohh . . . ! We can't! Not
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242 in . . . mmmmm!"
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243 Tomoyo ceased her objection as she was silenced by another
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244 kiss from Sakura. Whatever she had planned, it would take place
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245 right then and there. Tomoyo grudgingly agreed and began to lift
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246 Sakura's shirt off her body. But before she could, Sakura
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247 grabbed Tomoyo's wrists and hauled her shirt back down.
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248 "S . . . Sakura-chan?"
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249 Sakura was determined to pay Tomoyo back for her friendship.
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250 Prolonging Tomoyo's wait with her own wants would just be in the
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251 way. Sakura felt responsible for Tomoyo's sadness and was
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252 planning on giving her something she'd remember her entire life.
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253 Sakura wasn't concerned about herself. This was Tomoyo's time.
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254 Sakura wrapped her left arm around Tomoyo and proceeded to kiss
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255 her neck, smiling as she heard her friend coo softly. She then
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256 caressed the inside of Tomoyo's thigh, getting her hand sticky
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257 with Tomoyo's juices. Sakura brought her hand up to her mouth
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258 and tasted it, much to Tomoyo's surprise.
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259 She stared as she watched Sakura's tongue slowly twist and
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260 squirm around her fingers, tasting Tomoyo with a look of hunger.
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261 Tomoyo started getting excited at this display as she felt a new
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262 trail slowly trickle down her leg. Noticing this, Sakura smiled
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263 and started to rub Tomoyo's thin slit directly. But Tomoyo's
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264 previous self-abuse proved to be too harsh as she winced at the
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265 slight pain. Sakura saw her expression and knew what was wrong.
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266 She recalled the pain well. Sakura closed her eyes in
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267 contemplation. Tomoyo looked at her in confusion and a bit of
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268 sadness as well, feeling that she was hindering Sakura from even
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269 giving her pleasure. But after a moment, Sakura opened her eyes
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270 and smiled. Tomoyo was confused but soon didn't care as Sakura
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271 slowly licked her throat. Her tongue traveled down to Tomoyo's
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272 left breast where she began to lick and suck at Tomoyo's erect
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274 holding it to her chest. But much to her dismay, Sakura soon
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275 stopped this action and stared into her eyes. Sakura then
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276 enveloped Tomoyo in her arms and slowly slinked her way around
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277 her body. Tomoyo closed her eyes and purred at the feeling of
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278 the soft cloth rubbing against her body. But she didn't notice
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279 Sakura snake her way down her body until she was on her knees.
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280 Sakura smiled at the sight before her and began to lightly trace
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281 a fingernail along Tomoyo's inner thigh. Tomoyo opened her eyes
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282 and was surprised to not see Sakura. Suddenly she felt something
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283 warm and damp on her leg. She looked down in shock as Sakura was
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284 slowly slurping up the many trails of juice along her legs. She
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285 stared timidly as Sakura's increasingly messy face followed the
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286 tiny rivers of passion, eventually reaching their source.
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287 Sakura stared at Tomoyo's flower, shining faintly in the
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288 semi-dark room. She approached it cautiously, inhaling the aroma
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289 her frend was giving off. Tomoyo was fairly frightened, knees
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290 visibly shaking as she awaited the inevitable contact. Sakura
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291 pressed her face into Tomoyo's crotch, nuzzling her nether region
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292 while making herself even more messy. Tomoyo caught moans under
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293 her breath as she slowly began to rock her hips, pushing herself
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294 into her friend. Sakura rubbed her face and cheeks into Tomoyo's
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295 crotch, feeling her friend's warmth as it spread across her face.
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296 She pulled away slowly, watching as a few sticky strands
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297 stretched from her face to Tomoyo before lightly breaking in the
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298 air. Sakura looked lovingly at Tomoyo's pussy, lips slightly
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299 swollen from before. Sakura raised her hands to it, parting it
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300 slightly with both thumbs. She looked at the sensitive organ and
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301 blew on it gently. Tomoyo squealed at the cold intrusion.
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302 Sakura then lightly kissed it, pecking it in various places.
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303 Tomoyo was more than ready for Sakura to start but she continued
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304 toying with her. Tomoyo began whimpering awaiting release and
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305 Sakura smiled inwardly, remembering how Tomoyo made her
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306 practically beg for contact before. She felt Tomoyo push the
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307 back of her head with her hands and decided not to make her wait
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308 any longer. Sakura slowly extended her tongue and laid it at the
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309 bottom of Tomoyo's pussy. She wiggled it briefly making Tomoyo
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310 squirm before making one broad stroke from the bottom of Tomoyo's
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311 slit to the top.
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312 " . . . OOOOOOHHHH!!!!!"
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313 With that sound, Sakura began licking at Tomoyo in earnest.
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314 Tomoyo shuddered with passion as she drove Sakura's head into her
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315 crotch, trying to increase her pleasure as much as possible. For
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316 her, this was like a dream come true. There was nothing but
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317 them. She ran her fingers through Sakura's hair as she bucked
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318 her hips into Sakura's face. Sakura's head was swimming with the
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319 aroma of her friend. She increased her licking at a frenzied
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320 pace. She was caught in a cycle. The faster she went, the
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321 stronger the aroma and the stronger the smell, the faster she
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322 went. Sakura thrust her tongue deep into Tomoyo, causing her
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323 legs to buckle and body to shake. Sakura had noticed a small nub
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324 at the upper part of Tomoyo's slit that was barely visible.
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325 Whenever she touched it, Tomoyo's pleasure seemed to increase.
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326 She began focusing on that area and Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's head
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327 with both hands, confirming her discovery. Tomoyo began flowing
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328 stronger than before and Sakura savored every drop. Tomoyo began
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329 panting and moaning at a increasing pace and Sakura knew she was
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330 ready. Sakura's hands slowly moved up Tomoyo's legs until they
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331 reached her rear. Sakura rubbed it softly with both hands
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332 causing more squirming from Tomoyo. Suddenly, without warning,
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333 Sakura gripped Tomoyo firmly, forcing her hips into her face.
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334 Using this leverage, Sakura thrust her tongue as far inside
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335 Tomoyo as possible while sucking her lower lips as hard as she
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337 Tomoyo froze, feeling the soft intruder penetrate farther
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338 than she thought possible. There was a moment of silence as
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339 Sakura held Tomoyo in place. Then Tomoyo exploded in a literal
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340 flood of ecstasy, soaking Sakura's cute face as she yelled for
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341 her friend at the top of her lungs.
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344 Tomoyo awoke in her room. It took a second to remember what
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345 happened. She tried to move but her body refused, too exhausted
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346 to comply. She stared outward but didn't see Sakura. She tried
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347 to look around but was still too weak. Wondering how she reached
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348 her bed, she suddenly had a terrible thought. Maybe it was all
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349 just a hallucination. A final grasp at redemption. She called
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350 for Sakura, her voice shaking and becoming frantic.
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351 "Sakura-chan . . . Sakura-chan! Where are you?!
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352 Sakura . . . "
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353 "I'm here."
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354 Tomoyo forced herself to jerk around to see Sakura sitting
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355 slightly behind her.
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356 "Sakura-chan."
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357 Tomoyo was obviously relieved as she fell backwards, her
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358 head resting in Sakura's lap. Sakura proceeded to run her
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359 fingers through Tomoyo's hair.
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360 "Sakura-chan . . . that was wonderful. But . . . are you
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361 okay with all this?"
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362 Sakura shook her head and smiled at her friend.
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363 "Yeah. I'm really sorry about what I said. You were just
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364 trying to do what you thought was right. I just took it too far
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365 without understanding. I should have talked to you first."
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366 Tomoyo flushed slightly at the remark.
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367 "Well . . . it's not like I know everything about this. I'm
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368 fairly new to this as well. I don't know much more than you. I
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369 wanted to ask but was afraid of peoples reactions."
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370 "I know what you mean. So what do we do?"
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371 Tomoyo closed her eyes in thought, then spoke.
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372 "Keep living, I suppose."
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373 Sakura realized that was really all either of them could do.
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374 Being discovered may be a problem but that shouldn't affect their
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375 relationship. The important thing was that she and Tomoyo were
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376 together. She held Tomoyo's hand as she stared down at her
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377 newfound lover. No matter what happened from now on, they would
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393 Well, that's the end of my first fanfic. Hope everyone
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394 liked reading it as much I liked writing it. Well, the first
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395 time anyway. Typing hunched over a keyboard for hours sucks.
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396 I'd rather just have a pencil.
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397 Any comments, criticitsms, etc. can be made to
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398 kaitouace@hotmail.com. With the exception of pointless flames,
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399 I'll ALWAYS write back if you like.
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400
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401 Upcoming stories:
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402 Tenchi/Sasami----MY version
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403 Chibiusa/Usagi
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405 Later stuff:
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406 Chibiusa/Hotaru
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407 Sasami/Misao (Pretty Sammy TV)
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408 Second Card Captor Sakura Trilogy (Li and Mei Lin mostly)
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409 Utena/Anthy?
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410 ChaCha story?
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411 Chibiusa/Helios?
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412
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413 If you're wondering why all these stories have young
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414 characters, keep reading.
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415 If anyone's still here after the show, I'd like to explain
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416 the method to my madness.
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417 I'm one of the guys everyone hates. I'm a constant lurker,
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418 don't sign any guestbooks (usually), and only expect to find
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419 totally free hentai on the net. But besides all that, I think
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420 there are certain people who get bad reps. Everywhere I go, even
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421 among hentai guys, people who look at fics like these are
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422 considered scum or losers at best. Pedophiles at worst . . . or
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423 is that the same thing? Anyhow, I don't particularly think
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424 that's fair. First of all, good writing is good writing. I'd
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425 rather read a good Sasami story than a crappy Ryoko story.
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426 That's what I'm trying to do. I'm not much on lots of foul
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427 language and dirty slang. Not that I'm putting that down, I just
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428 can't write that way. I've been told I'm a bit of a romantic and
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429 that shows in most of my writing. What I see a LOT of is bad
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430 writing with young characters, which makes it just that much
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431 harder for guys like me. I'm trying to write some decent stories
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432 with young characters so maybe we can get a LITTLE more respect.
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433 I won't name names but some of the stuff is ridiculous enough
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434 without it happening to 10 year olds.
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435 Which brings me to my next point. I'm trying to be more
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436 realistic as well. First times involve pain. Especially if it
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437 were to happen then. I want my stories to convey more physical
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438 and mental realism. Not EVERY girl in the world who has sex
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439 enjoys it or if they do, may feel bad afterwards depending on the
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440 situation. I want more realism, plain and simple. Not 8 year
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441 olds with older guys up their butts with carrots AND animals in
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442 their pussy . . . oops--said too much.
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443 Third, I LIKE little girls! Let's face it. The Japanese
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444 culture isn't exactly against this type of thinking. In most
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445 shows out there, the "little girl" is usually the most likable of
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446 the cast and there is always a little overshadowing to the
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447 concept of them with the main character or some other guy.
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448 Chibi-Usa and Mamoru, Sasami-chan and Tenchi, the list goes on.
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449 Just look at the RIDICULOUS amount of Ruri Hoshino merchandise.
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450 She's not the ONLY female on Nadesico, you know.
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451 Finally, anime age is NOT a fact, it's a suggestion. To be
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452 totally honest, ALL anime females look at least 2 years older
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453 than their actual age. Sailor Moon starts off at 14. I can
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454 BARELY see that. I never bought Sasami being 8 as far as age
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455 goes. I have 8 year old cousins that don't look close to
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456 whatever age she's supposed to be. Plus the, younger characters
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457 are almost ALWAYS the smartest or wisest characters. Look at
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458 Sasami and to a lesser extent, Washu. It's like a trap, I tell
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459 you!
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460 I also look at Sakura Lemon and see what's missing. That
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461 also is part of my reason for picking what I do. Card Captor
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462 Sakura is that popular and only ONE fic . . . not if I have
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463 anything to say about it.
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464 But besides all this, just do your own thing. I own TONS of
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465 this stuff. Little girls, big girls, mean girls, sweet girls,
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466 whatever. I don't put down ANYBODY'S stuff. I have preferences
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467 like anyone else but I can read them all . . . well, most of
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468 them. The most important thing to remember is: IT'S NOT REAL!
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469 It's anime. I dread the thought of anyone reading my fic and
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470 molesting an elementary school girl. Let's all just keep it in
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471 our pants and agree to disagree. I'll head to that cool Sasami
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472 story and you can go to that Sailor Moon being raped by tentacles
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473 and killed story. Whatever floats your boat.
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474 I'm ALWAYS up for conversation too. Annybody want to talk,
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475 my address is kaitouace@hotmail.com. Anyone agree, disagree,
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476 want to ask me something, comment on my stories,or anything,
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477 please do. I'll ignore flames of course. I get that from my own
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478 family. But any actual critism will be commented on. I'm still
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479 worried about my writing.
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480
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481 That's it. Sorry for babbling so long. If you're still
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482 here, that is.
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