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 Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 9:53 pm
She stopped. That was progress, but once more she resorted to physical assault. Jordan tried to protect his face.
“Does it make you feel better to hit me? Fine.” He took off his shades and pocketed them. “Go ahead.” He looked sternly into her teary-eyed face. “Go ahead. Take a shot, if that’ll make you feel better.” He was tired of games. “Otherwise, stop this nonsense. I never meant for this to happen. You just pushed the wrong buttons, but did you see me throw sand in your face or knock you down when your back was turned? No?”
He stood there like a statue, in case she took him on his offer. “But if you hit me, you have to tell me your name.” he grinned.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 9:58 pm
Freddie stopped hitting Jordan and just stood there, panting and wheezing after all that running. She sniffled and tried to straighten, but it wasn't as though she had a shred of dignity left to pull together. Even so she tried.
"Okay," she said, once she caught her breath. She raised her arm, preparing to hit him as asked.
But instead she kicked him as hard as she could, right in the nuts.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 10:12 pm
“See? We don’t need to run around like this.. there’s no point in it. I’m glad to see you coming to your senses.”
He tried to keep smiling, though he knew this was going to hurt. Oh god was it going to hurt. Jordan could only hope that the bones wouldn’t shatter and that any wounds heal quickly. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes as she raised her arm.
“Okay.” He repeated.
When he didn’t feel the slightest twinge of pain, he wondered if she really wouldn’t hurt him again. Jordan let out of relieved breath. “Guess you don’t want to tell me your nAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME…..!!!”
The resounding yowl erupted violently from the pit of his stomach, eyes flashing open, mouth seized wide open as well a bit of spittle dripping from the side of his lip, as Jordan had been kicked in the nuts. He fell to his knees howling in tremendous, earth-shattering pain like none he’d quite felt in any way, shape, or form.
“SON… of a…. b***h…!!” he wheezed out sparsely, unable to lift his head to see anything but her hooves. “Damn… heifer…”
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 10:20 pm
Freddie took the opportunity to kick Jordan in the side while he was down, just for the heifer remark. The incident with Newt had taught her to hold back, any more, any really serious damage, and whoever was watching would put her out.
"My name is Freddie."
He couldn't say she didn't hold up her end of the bargain, so with that she turned and walked off into the jungle, knowing from previous experience it would take a little while to recover enough to walk. There was nothing left for her to say, nothing left to do but to focus on getting back to the village while putting as much space between them as ********' faggots," she muttered as she trudged through the dirt. Of course, with her own preference unchanged she technically was one. Worse, she wasn't even the sexy kind of lesbian.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 10:34 pm
Lieing was painful…
The kick to the side had been a trifle unnecessary, but so had the heifer remark. For a girl she certainly had a strong kick, that’s for sure. He felt like they’d been kicked out the other side of his body. He held his stomach, dry-heaving in the excrutiating pain that made being a male vulnerable.
Jordan could only pant for breath and had been brought to tears as he knelt alone in the jungle. At least she didn’t know anything about him. She wouldn’t know he lived on the beach or was with the labs and he wouldn’t repeat his mistake of oversharing with another islander.
Freddie. He’d make sure to remember that name. She was a mean girl with a mean streak. One day he’d have to find out who Newt was so he’d know if getting kicked in the nuts by a transgendered cow was worse protecting his secrets.
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