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Public Tease Abuse - Part one
( Mf nc public hum )

By WWJDo - May 2003 Version 1.0

End Users License Agreement (EULA)
This story was originally written by a guy with the handle WWJDo.  The
story is presented as is with no warranties applied what so ever.
This story is free to those of ASS & ASSD and any FREE story site.  It
does not belong to any pay site what so ever, this includes a pay-site
with a freebee section.

This is a fictional story. It is fantasy, and nothing more.  I would
not try the following in real life, nor do I condone actual rape or
forced sex on to anyone.  If you have a little brain and can't tell
the difference between fantasy and real, then you need medical help,
religious nuts fall into this category from some reason.  This story
is SEXUAL and should only be read by those who are of legal age to
view or read forms of porno or sexual goodies.  If you don't like it,
don't read it.

     A note from the author:
This is my 2nd ever public posted message, my last was about 3 years
ago.  I am attempting to give something to those who gave.  I don't
know if its just me, but it seems that ASS is dying.  1/3 of the posts
are reposts from pay sites, others involve kiddies and about half are
incest.  I remember when there were lots of stories of all types.  I
miss those days.  I am sometime who types a lot, but this is my first
real story in a long time.  It is based on a computer store I was in
recently, there is a babe there who has a wonderful body, her attitude
was stuck-up tease with little brains, and a worker had agreed.  But
still, her body is in the top 10%.  The next day this story came to
me, and I wrote it.  As I wrote, I expanded it greatly.  Shesh, the
original dream had no plan, took about 5 minutes.  So I added stuff,
things I don't do in real life, stuff I've read from other stories or
inspired by at least.  I don't  even get off on spanking women, but
some seem to like it and I aim to please.

--- --- ---

Public Tease Abuse - Part one
Chapter 1: A not so simple plan 

She's a hot babe at a large computer store, with a killer tight ass.
A fellow employee I heard commenting on how much of a tease she is to
some other 20ish kid.  Apparently, she just had her 18th birthday a
few weeks ago so as they were saying - "she's legal"... but still
taunting the all the guys in the store with her perfect tight teen
body.  Terri was in excellent shape, amazing beautiful consider that
many girls in the USA are starting to fatten up young from all these
junk food they are eating.  She could be a model, easily make tons of
money at tittie bars or even porno videos or photos, she's that hot.
But you can tell with her bitchy look attitude that she was a teasing
"proper girl" that would require a lot of work to get her to suck your
cock.  Her 5ft 6" body was nicely tanned, she had long dark brown hair
with dark gold blonde highlights that came down to her shoulder
blades.  Perky B-cups, maybe a small C that more guys should be having
a chance to play with.  Her ass was a 10, I've imagined shoving my
face there and eating her out completely.  Her body looked tight, even
in her lose red shirt, she weigh about 110lbs.  Unlike her company
supplied shirt, she always tended to make sure her white pants (again,
the company colors) were tight and usually low cut, almost like hip
huggers... just inches above her butt crack and her pubic mound.  I'm
sure no one in management had problems with that view. Just let it ago
and enjoy it.  Her face was quite nice, with very little makeup - and
not even her glasses made her look any worse.  An idea of how she
looks, think of Christina Aguilera, but not as sexy due to her
attitude.  She is a bit taller, a bit skinnier and not as wide.  Her
tight ass gets a lot of guys looking.  It's the best ass I've seen in
real life in a long time, shit I'll put it on file as one of the best
I've ever seen period.  Her jaw is smaller with good lips on a small
mouth; she'll never be a good cocksucker for those with big ones.

But her ass teased me like it teased those who hired her.  As long as
she takes care of herself, she'd never have trouble finding work, even
if she doesn't know what she's doing, ah the fortune of having a sexy
package to get men to put you to work, it would be easy for a man to
pay her to be his personal whore.  I had to be the first man to really
show her the ropes, an idea formed in my head later that day.

I contacted my partner in crime for this little project; I would need
his technical abilities to make this work.

It wasn't hard to find her name, Terri... I knew I would never have a
chance to fuck her, much less see her naked.  So I needed to do the
next best thing and to help out other tortured souls who have to look
at her hot body and also maybe teach her a lesson.  Hey, my last girl
dumped me for a crack dealer; I wasn't exactly in the best of moods
lately.

The store is off of a major freeway but also a few blocks from
apartments and houses; this makes for many escape paths.  I talk to my
friend Robert about the idea, the first of possibly many such
projects.  He wasn't to sure until we made visit to the store for some
shopping and he got a good look at her, after that - we were good to
go.  While we were there, we even bought some of the items we will
need and took some measurements with our feet and pictures with a
digital spy camera.  Next week was an electronic flea market on the
nasty side of town.  You can buy anything there, 8track decks,
Commodore64 computers, betamax VCRs, amplifiers, and transmitters,
professional and industrial video equipment.  This is important; we
need tools that couldn't be traced back to us.  At these flea markets,
most deals are done with cash with people you may never see again, or
at least they sure won't make a point to remember you.

It only took a few days to assemble and test the video & radio
equipment.  We just needed to setup the time to launch our planned
project.

Being that it was summer, her schedule was most likely a 12-9.  We
would just have to scout on the days we are available with the plan to
start it if she's there.  On our first day, she was a no show.  Two
days later, on a Wednesday we confirmed our target and started our
plan, it was 1:46pm most stores are dead.

I put on my kit, Robert setup his.  My kit was a hat with a nice wig
under it.  I wore a windbreaker and lose jeans and the very important
gloves.  I also carried a small duffle bag with the tools needed for
this plan.

Robert is my com-look out guy, after the confirmation of our target;
he had gone to a store across the parking lot to do some additional
shopping.  His cell phone call sounded normal, but had the code to
Continue this plan and that about 15 customers and 6 other employees
were seen.  Robert also had his channel scanner, looking for police
traffic.  Our communications are walkie-talkie beeps or vibrations we
picked up for $27.95. But, he can see me and I can't see him.

I drove from about a block away with a car we stole last week, it was
generic looking so the cops would not notice it.  Also, the fake new
temporary dealer plates should help.  It has so far.   I parked near
the store, but not directly in front of the windows and not up front
either, so it was hidden from view by a few SUVs in the parking lot.
There's a woman clothing store next to our computer store target, so
today's soccer moms now drive gas guzzling tanks they can't drive
worth a shit, much less park then adding pollution and making Arabs
and oil men rich with no respect to others on this planet.

The parking lot is empty of people, as it always seems to be.  Which
is why we are even attempting to do this.  I attach my flesh colored
facemask, to hide my features - but not so it looks like a mask from a
distance.  I got out of the car, grabbed the bag, a tripod setup and a
small camera on stake.  I shut the door, but had to remember to not
LOCK it, as that would steal time if I needed.

I walked along the parking lot until I was almost in front of the
doors; I staked the camera into the ground, facing the doors.  Then
walked across the driveway to the building and walked in.


Chapter 2: Store Personal

The store has a service center area in front of the only windows/front
doors of the building.  There are 2 sets; there is one that will only
let you in, and another that can only let you out.  You can only see
the cars directly in front of these doors, and with the customer
traffic that comes in, they rarely look out.  They are always busy
looking on their computer screens or talking with customers on the
phone or in person.  They do refunds, exchange, and the usual crap.
Off to the side right side was the checkout registers.  Not busy, only
two cashier kids and a few customers.

Our target Terri and a manager were at the service counter with two
people and two others were waiting their turns.  I didn't pay much
attention to them; I didn't want them to see me yet, and they didn't.
I got to the display that was 8 feet away from the service counter,
but face directly in front of it.  The display had a bunch of hard
drives on it, it was solid and nothing but more products behind it for
4feet.

I hit the release on the tripod I had carried in, its 3 legs quietly
slid down, it takes me 5 seconds to lock them into place.  Two of the
legs are against the display shelf where we had measured earlier.
There is a box that was epoxy to the tripod, about 8" tall, 5" across,
3" deep.  It had a small wire bundle going to the small duffle bag I
had sat directly under the tripod.

As I suspected, nobody paid much attention to me... and if they
thought it was odd, they would think "that's strange", perhaps I work
there, a photographer, who knows.  Nobody was going to bother this guy
who was minding his own business.  I stood up, I pushed a hidden
button and a RED light lit up on the box attached to the tripod.   On
top of the tripod three small video-cams, what's used on computers
that costs about $40~100 at any computer is attached. On the right
side of the bigger cam, there is another small box, with buttons and
wiring on a board with 4 LED lights (like those used on computer
cases), the green light is on.  A rubber antenna attached to the box
below is sticking about 2 feet above the camera.  I looked down into
the bag, looking at a small LCD monitor that changed every second to
each camera.  The triple camera kit was pre-made to point at our
goals.  The main was on the front counter, where you can see the part
of the floor and about 6 feet above the counter, it easily showed the
two computers on the service counter.  Then number 2 camera faced the
front as well, it was pre-focused and zoomed to 2 feet below the
counter top and 3 feet above it.  The third cam pointed to the right,
looking between the registers and the aisle, a wide general view.
Signal strength was good, focus good, time good, I stood up...

 It is show time!

I turn around, only one of the cashier kids has notice me, a 16yr old
pimply-faced boy.  But he doesn't look concerned as he's taking care
of a customer whose reading something.  I finish my turn and walk back
to the service counter.  I go to the left side where there is nobody
there and pull out a larger 38. Caliber pistol.  I point it at Terri
and announce loudly.

"Nobody fucking move, or the girl gets it!" yeah it was cliché!  It
was corny, but I always wanted to say that and it got everyone's
attention, the important part.

"Don't press any fucking alarms buttons or try anything, or I will
start shooting!  If you do what I say, this will be over quick and
everyone gets to go home tonight!"  Need to make the point that they
have a chance to leave here if they don't fuck with me. "I can kill a
number of you long before the cops can get here!  I also have a bomb
over there, that can ruin the day for a lot of us." I pointed to the
tripod with the duffle bag under it.  I showed a trigger in my other
hand and held it high.  "If the cops come, I have nothing to lose
anyway!  Don't fuck with me! Don't leave the store!  Including the
back doors or fire exits, or I will blow this place up!"

The manager stared at me, seriously.  He was trained to keep the peace
and knew to not talk unless he needed to, what the fuck was he going
to say, "May I help you?"  He had is hands where I can see them, to
show he's not a threat, even thou he is.  The girl, Terri was in shock
and was close to tearing up.  Some of the customers started talking
about "don't kill me" or other shit, I didn't care.  "Everyone SHUT
UP!  I'm not asking for much, shut up and I will leave soon!  You
guys, move over to the registers.  Boss man, go stand with your
customers, if you have any employees instructed to press any alarms,
you better tell them to not do so, the bomb thingy there will not make
the hero's attempt worth it".  Terri started walking off with him.

"Not you little girl, I need you to stay here."  She stopped and
whimpered a bit.  I guess the gun about 3 feet away didn't help.

"Take one of your store bags and put the cash from your drawer into
it."  I know there was not much money in there, after all most people
buy with credit cards and checks these days.  But I need to tease the
tease and calm the natives.  "Tie it in a knot when you're finished
and drop it on the floor on my side."

"Do anything stupid, and you'll not live to see 20."  She started her
new job of giving me money.  The others in the store were relaxing
already; this is a stupid robbery for little cash - hopefully.  I told
the manager to get the others in the store to the front of the
building with the others, I told him I have a partner whose listening
with a police scanner who will let me know, then I would have to kill
his little cute service girl and some customers to escape before
blowing up the place.  I start to see some customers and other
employees coming to the front.  He's telling them I will be leaving
soon; it's for their safety.  I had them sit down on the floor about
30 feet away from the customer service desk, between the registers and
the junk in the store.

"Hey sis, what's your name, so I don't have to call you 'girl'".  She
slowly stammered her name to me, and had just finished with the money
bag.

"Okay Terri, I'm here for some revenge so I can't leave yet."  Her
face quickly looked worse after that.

"I'm giving you the option of control, to decide if you and the others
live or die, do you understand me?"  She nodded... whispering, "I
guess, please...  Did I do something?  Revenge for what?"
I looked at her for a second "You're asking me questions, why?  You
figure it out."

I raised my voice so they can hear me for sure, "Okay, do what I say
when I say and nobody dies, it takes a second to press the button.  I
have a partner who is using that camera over there to watch
everything, see?" She nodded again and girlishly said, "Yeah, I think
I do."


Chapter 3: Downhill from here

"Okay, time is a factor, you are to take off all your clothes in 10
seconds, if you don't we'll have to make things worse, if its more
than 20 seconds, I'll shot one of your buddies over there, if its over
30 seconds I start shooting a lot of people... START!"

She blinked, mumbling and shocked... I cocked the gun over to the teen
girl cashier who is about 16. "5 seconds wasted and counting".  She
was crying this time now, but quickly her shirt over head and then bra
easily came off with a flip of the front clasp, my favorite.  It was
getting tough losing the belt, which held her tight pants to her young
body. "15 seconds" she was down to her panties as her pants came off
her feet.  I was counted up to 20 as her panties left her sock covered
foot as she was trying to remove her socks.  "I'll be nice this time,
keep that sock on!"  While she was down there, she picked up her
glassed from the floor, they had fallen off when she pulled her shirt
over her head, I noticed her panties were actually a blue thong kind,
no wonder her ass was so shapely under her tight pants.

She was covering her breasts with an arm, and her pussy with the
other.  Watching the people and her fast undressing didn't allow me
too much, but it was entertaining.  "Okay, put your clothes, including
your shoes in one of your big bags, then drop it on this side of the
counter like the money bag".

I noticed that the young boys where watching Terri intensely.  The
women were in shock, some crying.

"Are you ready for the next part"?  She kind of spat out "NO!" but
there was still fear in that voice of hers.

"Too bad, you didn't beat 10 seconds, but at least you saved someone
from a bullet wound.  Killing you and the others is not the plan.
This is revenge; the bomb is insurance, nothing more.  You need to
stand on this counter now, and stop covering your cunt and tits."  The
counter had two computers with about 5 feet between them, allowing
people to put heavy items on it.  I told her to kick off anything in
the way, so pens and forms fell on the floor.  I was still off to the
left side, the camera was position and focused to the area of the
counter. I got a beep on my walkie, telling me there were no police
issues.  He was also telling me that he was going to be entering his
car soon and leaving the parking lot, but going to the gas station on
the other side of the intersection to get a full tank and wash.  He
cannot go to far until we're done.

I smiled, at last I was seeing this babe the only way I can.  Today
was a good day.  As I thought, she was a nice firm B-CUP - God I hope
she doesn't fuck up her tits and enlarge them to DD like many porn
stars do.  Her nipples were perfect little eraser head size, a bit
hard from the cold air, surrounded by nice silver-dollar size areolas.
They are a nice dark pink, but not brown.  She barely has tan lines at
all, must be form working a lot in the store during the day.  Perhaps
she tans with her top off when she can when her parents are not home?
She would look nice with one of them pierced, but she's not that kind
of girl, yet...  but she had the standard pierced belly button, gold &
tiny, fucking up the view of a perfectly nice bellybutton.  I hate
that!  Some piercing work, others don't.  I wish girls would think
about where they should mutilate their bodies rather than doing the
"popular thing".  Her pussy was nicely shaved with a tiny amount of
fuzz above her clit.  From the slight tan lines, her suit is doesn't
allow for much growth there.  Does she tease the boys at home too?
Does her father see her in such outfits?  I bet she does.  Her pussy
was beautiful, her hood was tiny and no mud flaps, I wish I could fuck
it, taste it, stick my hand inside and make her scream... but I doubt
that I'll ever be able to do that.

I started, "Well Terri, you have about the most perfect body any young
woman could hope for." I think she blushed a little, "You should show
you self to lots of people, women included.  Such beauty should be
shared, don't you think?"  Terri's shaking voice answered "No! Only my
boyfriend or husband should see me naked.  This is wrong.  These
people don't need to see me, only the one I love".  I replied quickly
"I don't think so, people would love to look upon your hot body,
you've been getting off on showing it to others with your skin tight
pants, nice thong by the way.  Thongs are not normal underwear; they
are made so your ass checks show up better through pants or dresses.
You could make money with your body, modeling in magazines, even if
they are not porn.  But I think porn is in your future." She frowned
on me and mouthed "no way" to me.  "I'll give you some good advice
that many young women fuck up, it will help you, if do what I tell you
and live another day.  Don't get a boob job or fuck up your face with
plastic surgery, at least until your old like 40 or so.  Not all women
have to look like playboy generic plastic bobbed bimbos.  Continue to
eat well and don't get all fat by eating shit."  She looked confused,
was I giving her advice or fucking with her?

I have compartments sewed into my windbreaker on the inside.  I pulled
out a small white plastic vibrator, and turned it on.  I placed it
between her feet as the look of horror came across her face.  She
looked at the dozen customers sitting on the floor, most of them
embarrassed at what they are about to witness.  But I see some smirks
from some of the male employees and even a few of the customers.  The
manager spoke "This is not a robbery, is it?" for which I replied "Not
really, but the gun and tools I have with me are exactly what they
seem, wanna find out?"  "No sir", he said to me.  I pointed my gun for
him to sit his fat ass down.

"I'm waiting... you know how to use it.  Squat down and shove it all
the way inside, now!" She reluctantly complied, oh like she has much
of a choice in this, she does but I'm not giving it to her - not this
fucking tease.  She had her hand on the vibrator with her legs almost
together, holding on to the device as it vibrates against her pussy.
She pushes it inside her, not slow - just fast enough to get it over
with, I couldn't see much and I needed to fix it, "Put your ass on the
counter and spread your feet wide so we can all see it inside you
Terri" She sat down and spread them out.  I actually looked over the
audience who were actually facing Terri, and me so it allowed me to
view both quite easily.  The co-worker who told me weeks ago that she
was a fucking tease was having a good time, nobody can see his face
but me.  This buds for you dude, I thought. "Terri, do you need to be
told everything?  How many guys simply stick their dicks in you?"

She replied, "I only have one boyfriend."

"Do I give a shit? Does he just stick it in? NO! He fucks you in and
out, start fucking my vibrator you stupid bitch".

She slowly starts fucking the vibrator.  She uses her right hand to
move it and out of her body, placing her left hand behind her for
support.  She is sniffing, with some tearing from her eyes. I see that
her pussy juices are starting to lubricate the vibrator, not a whole
lot as she's not really turned on by this, not like most other guys in
the store, but the sensation often gets the pussy ready for sex
anyway.  Most of the guys are watching her work the white dildo in and
out of her spread pussy lips.  She tries to not look at them, either
closing her eyes or looking up at the dirty ceiling, thinking of other
things besides the dozen or so people looking at her naked body while
she masturbates.  After about a minute of her self imposed rape,
"Terri, hold it with your pussy, grip your nipple with your hand."
Don't change your where your hands are until I tell you what to do.
I switch the gun from my right hand to my left.  I still had good aim
on my left.

I walked over and got a good grip of the vibrator.  I have my hand on
her pussy lips, holding on to about 2" of vibrator - while the other 4
was held inside.  "Terri, I have plans for you, you are to follow them
if you want to go home today as well as letting the others live" I
looked over at them.  "The instructions are for slow and hard fucking,
here is some examples for you" I slowly pumped the vibrator in and out
at about a pump every 2-3 seconds, I did this for 20 seconds. "This is
slow.  And this is hard" this time I was pumping harder, about 2 pumps
per second and mashing my fist against her sex. "Notice how my thumb
is hitting your clit?"  I looked up at her; she was staring at my
hand.  "DO YOU SEE ME HITTING YOU CLIT?  Know what a clit is?" She
finally said, "Yes!" but cut off short as my fist mashed against her
wetting snatch.

"Yes what?" I asked.

"I know your rubbing my-my clit!" Terri gritted out.

I slowed down. "okay, you will be doing this yourself until you are
allowed to stop.  I wanted you to KNOW the difference.  If I don't see
you do the way I showed you, them bye-bye cruel world.  Your pussy
will have true meaning today, it will save or kill lives."  She
whimpered, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because, you need it, little Terri.  You're hot, you know it, and it
will help you.  Now hold my dildo again."

I stopped pumping, and I reached inside my jacket with my wet pussy
juiced hand and pull out a plastic zip-lock baggie.  I put it in my
gun hand and pulled the wet vibrator out and dropped it in the bag.  I
pulled out a small washcloth from the zip baggie and dabbed it on her
pussy, rubbing it in to get what juices I can.  She growled in anger
at this.  I then dropped it with the vibrator into the baggie and
zipped it up.  I placed the baggie next to the bag with her clothes on
the floor. 

"You got a grade-A pussy like the rest of your body" I stated as I
pinched her clit lightly.  "Use both of your arms for support". She
let go of her left nipple and placed her right arm on the counter
edge, causing her pussy to aim a bit higher now.  I put the gun on her
hip, pointed upwards towards her guts.  "Be careful, you wouldn't THIS
to go off on you." she could feel the cold metal on her leg.  I then
started feeling her pussy with my fingers.  I could smell her pussy, I
wanted to feel her pussy with my tongue and almost did so.  But doing
so would leave DNA on her pretty pussy.  My gloved fingers were the
closest I could get with her.  I was able to quickly fill her with 3
fingers with the thumb on her clit and my pinking knocking on her
asshole.  I started pumping harder and harder and she was grunting
louder with each push... I gave myself only 15 seconds of this
enjoyment; I was getting short on time.  I pulled my fingers out of
her and licked them a bit, yep fresh young pussy is the best.  Terri
was starting to sweat up a bit, she looked at me pissed off for some
reason, "Asshole little prick" she spat under her breath, with tears
running from her eyes.

I quickly stood up to her left side, to not block the camera.  I
pulled the bomb trigger out and held at shoulder height in my right
hand where the others can see "NO!" some yelled.  "Shut up! She wants
to fuck with me, so calm down!"  I looked at her, "Did you call me
something?"  She looked more scared now than ever before and
repeatedly said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!".  I inserted the barrel of the
gun into her pussy, causing her to squeal from the cold and terror of
what's about to happen "I'M SO SORRY!"

"Really?  Your attitude is shit you fucking tease, perhaps I should
give you some birth-control?  I maybe able to miss some vital organs,
just take out your sex.  And besides, I have a very nice 7inch dick,
nice and round."  I continued to push the barrel all the way into her.
"Okay! I won't do it again! I'll do whatever you say! Please!".  I
pumped her slowly with the gun, which brought more disgust to her
face.  I wasn't planning on it, but a few seconds shouldn't hurt.  I
put the trigger I my pocket and used my free hand to rub her extended
clit a few times with the gun barrel in her, then I moved the hand up
in slow circles to feel her flat tummy, giving a few painful tugs to
her belly ring.  I moved up more and  circles her breasts with my
hand, feeling the nipples as much as possible, watching how the whole
breast moved in my hand.  Damn, I wish I could feel her actual flesh,
to suckle those little nipples.  After groping for a few more seconds
I moved back down and gripped her belly ring. "This really looks a
little stupid on such a nice button."  I suddenly jerked my hand hard
and up, ripping the ring out of her belly, good thing it was a small
one and only about a quarter inch of flesh got ripped.  Needless to
say, she screamed, clamping her legs onto my gun and arm, her left arm
grabbing her tummy.  I yelled "Put your hands back on the counter now,
or I'll pull the trigger!" I dropped the ring into my pocket, then
pressed my thumb onto the new wound I made, to stop the bleeding.  She
cried out again.

"I told you not to fuck with me.  I'm not playing this game with you."
I shove the gun harder into her, causing another yelp.  "Be still, I
don't want you bleeding all over the place.  This is why these things
are dangerous, you never know if someone will pull one out of you!" I
took a breath, calming down "But I would love to see your clit
pierced.  Hey imagine what I would have done if you had it pierced!" I
said with a chuckle...  Fuck! I didn't think about that when we
planned this little project.  I could have pierced her clit for her!
Shit, perhaps next time I will.  After a minute of two of her crying,
the bleeding stopped, I went and pumped a few more times with the
pistol before one last slow high angled pull out across her exposed
clitoris, even catching it the barrel.

A couple had just walked into the store, the sliding doors shutting
behind them before they see the situation.  "Oh fuck" the guy said
when he saw the naked teen on the counter and some funny masked dude,
with a gun. He ran back at the door - too late and bounced off of it,
took him a few seconds to recover and stand up again.  "You two get
over here before I blast you, over by the others.  Shut up and listen
and don't fuck with me".  I tracked them across as they walked past me
to the others.  Time is running out.  Need to leave while the going is
good.

"Okay, I have one last job for you to do Terri and you should never
see me again."  I stepped over to Terri's right side so I could watch
everyone again.  I now had about 13~15 customers, and 5-6 store staff
on Terri's left (Or the store's right side when facing the street).
Other than whimpering noises and satellite music playing over the PA
system, no other sound is in the store - except some occasional
Microsoft advertisement of some shit product. 

 Terri's fun is about to begin...


End of Part One


okay, I hope this posts out correctly.  Is this too long?
There are 3 parts planned for this story, it could be expanded.  One
of the masters, Dr.Wu was excellent with his Tiffany series, I bow to
him.

This is my first story in a long time, any feedback is welcomed to
help me make parts 2 & 3 better.  I hope I didn't do to much with the
"details".

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