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Subject: New Story: Cookie Recipe (F/g anal, food, semi-public, cons/nc)
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  ------------------------------------- WARNING:  The following story depicts
sexual activity between a woman and a teenaged girl.  Some of it is
non-consentual.  It deals specifically with anal penetration.  If you don't
like it, or if it's illegal where you are, don't blame me cuz I don't take
responsibility for your actions, age, laws, geo-locale, beliefs, etc.You can
archive this sucker to your heart's desire; just don't charge anyone
admission to see it.This is purely fictional.  =================I did not
write this.  I am posting it for a friend.  She would appreciate comments,
and asks that you keep your flames in the garbage where they belong.  You may
reach her through me at _oaf_@yahoo.com. =================Cookie Recipe by
Liz "Vanessa, would you mind staying after class today, to help me bake the
cookies for tomorrow's PTA luncheon?" "Sure Mrs. James."  I put my books down
and smiled at her.  "Great."  Mrs. James smiled at me, and went to the door
and locked it.	I looked at her quizzically, then she began to pull the
shades down over the windows.  Outside I heard all my friends laughing and
preparing to leave school for the day.	I wondered why she needed to pull
down the shades and lock the door, and figured that what my friends had told
me about her was true -- she was a horny dyke, and some very willing students
had been her favorites in the past.  Of course I thought it was only gossip.
"You're my favorite student," Mrs. James said, as she went to the
refrigerator and pulled out along roll of cookie dough.  "And I just thought
you'd like the chance to help put together the festivities." I watched her as
she walked to the other side of the room again, and pulled out a bottle of
cocoa butter lotion.  "I know you've heard the rumours, Vanessa." I gulped.
"Rumours?" She chuckled.  I tried to seem normal.  "Y-yes, Mrs. James, I
think I have..." "Then you know why you're really here." I gulped.  I watched
her nonchalantly squeeze copious amounts of lotion on her



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