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		<title>113: A Fair Way To Travel</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Way Down Upon The Swanny River

Iolana was screaming her head off next to me. In fairness, I&#8217;d just stopped screaming myself. The wagon was bobbing high on the water, like it was made out of cork. The surface of the river rippled like diamonds. The sky blazed golden overhead. There was no sun. Or [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~112~ The Plunge</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Wagon West

&#8220;What the fuck?&#8221; I said, though what the flying fuck might have been more appropriate. The cart had lifted itself off the ground, with Iolana and me inside it. We were already high enough and moving fast enough to make a jump to the ground more than iffy, even if it wouldn&#8217;t have [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~111~ For A Ride</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Wagon Tongues

I hurried back outside. Bobby had told me that he&#8217;d left Iolana alone out by the wagon. She might have been alone when he&#8217;d left, but she wasn&#8217;t anymore. The girl&#8212;spirit, whatever&#8212;with the blue roots had showed up again and was sitting on the front board of the hay wagon. 
Iolana was leaning [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~110~ Back And Forth</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, What Looks Like Repetitive Arguments Is Actually Consistent Characterization, Really

&#8220;Marlot, you just got done admitting you were out of line,&#8221; I said. &#8220;Was it really such a fun experience for you that you just can&#8217;t wait for a chance to do it again?&#8221;
&#8220;Jamie, I was just going to ask you if you wanted my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~109~ Apologies And Feelings</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, I&#8217;m Sorry, You Feel That Way

I stared at Marlot. 
Not in shock. 
Marlot had just said something shocking, yeah. Something completely out of character. That was all totally in character for her, though. Everything was a big, fat joke to her. Surely this was too. 
I stared at her, waiting for her to show [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~108~ Random Acts Of Violence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, People Who Live In Glass Houses&#8230;

Iolana rose out of the hot tub water like an angry volcano goddess rising up out of the sea. I think I heard all seven languages she spoke in the space of about three seconds. 
Not the entire languages, of course. 
The highlights, as it were.
I thought she was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~107~ A Can Of Sprite</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, That&#8217;s What Sidhe Said

The mysterious lady with the blue roots landed sideways, which meant she wasn&#8217;t entirely in Iolana&#8217;s lap. To be specific, her legs weren&#8217;t. They were in mine. To be more specific, her feet were in the part of my lap where I kept my balls. 
To be most specific, ow.
I&#8217;m not [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~106~ Eye of the Beholder</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Looking A Gift Horse In Various Places

Iolana went into the pool with a splash. She went under and came back up with one strap of her dress completely off her shoulder. The lighter parts of it were completely see-through and her nipples were standing out like the tips of crossbow bolts. I felt like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~105~ The Ice Man Goeth</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Good Humor Man

&#8220;Marlot?&#8221; I said as I made a beeline for her. &#8220;What are you doing here? I thought you said you were spending the night at Bobby&#8217;s.&#8221;
&#8220;Yeah,&#8221; Marlot said. &#8220;I also said that he was having some people over because his folks were out of town.&#8221;
That was when I looked at the guy [...]]]></description>
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		<title>~104~ For A Ride</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;or, Lonnie&#8217;s Lap

The hay ride was interesting.
Not pleasant, but memorable. The wagon could have held a good number of people comfortably. There were more than a good number in it, and it was  bouncy as hell. 
Being squeezed between two hot girls&#8212;one of them Iolana&#8212;and having other ones sliding into me and on and [...]]]></description>
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