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The Flirt: Part 5
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To say I was “built” was putting it mildly. Venice Beach was the Mecca for bodybuilding, so I left my home in the middle of the night with what little money I had and decided to make a new start. No need to pack much since my clothes didn’t fit anymore. I grabbed an extra pair of loose sweats then left my parents a note and a kiss on their sleeping cheeks as I crept out the door.
I drove through the night and arrived at first light. Muscle Beach.
After a quick bite to eat, my first stop was a local beach-ware shop to get a new bikini and wrap. Straight from the dressing room to the checkout counter, I could tell
Literature
The Muscledela Effect
At a university laboratory, a scientist named Clark unlocked his lab room for the day. His lab was a terrifying mess of wires, tools, and machinery. Several cables plugged out from the wall and snaked throughout the room, all plugging into a bizarre looking platform in the corner of the room. That platform had even more cables plugging into even stranger looking devices surrounding it, several opened toolboxes and scattered tools surrounding it. It was the product of Clark’s work and ingenuity, what he hoped to be a fully functional time machine! This morning, he was going to see if it worked. Against the wall was a safe, but it contained no valuables. Clicking the key into the safe and wheeling in the combination, Clark opened up the safe to reveal a single white lab rat sitting inside, with a yellow tag that had “#1” on it. He smiled, barely able to contain his excitement as he picked up the rat, petting it. Returning it to a nearby rat cage, he pulled out a rat who also had a #1 tag
Literature
The Flirt: Part 1
The Awakening
I truly believe everyone is special in their own way, but I have a uniquely special gift. My name is Meg and this is a story of how I became... well, let me start from the beginning.
Spunky was the word most people used to describe me growing up. Great personality and attitude but not the prettiest by far. It was a nice way of saying dumpy. That all changed when I hit puberty.
The first time I noticed my special gift was at Jessica's slumber party back in 7th grade. It was late at night as overdoses of sugar and caffeine kept us up talking and laughing until dawn. We compared bra sizes since most of us were starting to develop
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As promised, this is a story that got to a point and then left me stuck. I liked the premise because per my stories, there are few limits. However, there were a few placed to head, but I never picked one that got me to move it forward.
So let me know your ideas. No guarantees, but if you can write the next paragraph and it gives some inspiration, then maybe I will continue.
So let me know your ideas. No guarantees, but if you can write the next paragraph and it gives some inspiration, then maybe I will continue.
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Assumption: "TAPE" wasn't working yet, even though VORE had worked.
Question: Where did her timeline's Robert go? (Maybe it doesn't matter.)
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We worked overnight. I would start outlining the concepts behind VORE and after a few sentences Lauren would interrupt, first explaining my thoughts completely, then comparing them to how TAPE was currently designed. She enthusiastically noted several problems in their TAPE that could be corrected by integrating concepts I'd developed for VORE.
At dawn, she was still fresh and energized, eating a microwaved breakfast of 6 egg whites, 4 chicken breasts, half a cauliflower and two large yams, all washed down with mineral water. I had no appetite and desperately needed some sleep. I went off to sleep on my office floor, while she began planning integrating the VORE-inspired corrections into TAPE.
I awoke and gazed bleary-eyed at my phone. It was noon. I was cold and hungry. And I stank. But desperate to check on Lauren's progress, I made the lab my first stop.
Entering the lab, some Mandarin language lesson blasting was Lauren's computer. She was on the floor repeating the phrases while doing dragon-flags. She said she was filling in time while the TAPE system's processors were busy recompiling their newly re-written process control programs.
[Three hours later, man fiction is hard work, how do you guys do it? Give me a manual to write any day.]
Question: Where did her timeline's Robert go? (Maybe it doesn't matter.)
* Suggested next paragraphs: *
We worked overnight. I would start outlining the concepts behind VORE and after a few sentences Lauren would interrupt, first explaining my thoughts completely, then comparing them to how TAPE was currently designed. She enthusiastically noted several problems in their TAPE that could be corrected by integrating concepts I'd developed for VORE.
At dawn, she was still fresh and energized, eating a microwaved breakfast of 6 egg whites, 4 chicken breasts, half a cauliflower and two large yams, all washed down with mineral water. I had no appetite and desperately needed some sleep. I went off to sleep on my office floor, while she began planning integrating the VORE-inspired corrections into TAPE.
I awoke and gazed bleary-eyed at my phone. It was noon. I was cold and hungry. And I stank. But desperate to check on Lauren's progress, I made the lab my first stop.
Entering the lab, some Mandarin language lesson blasting was Lauren's computer. She was on the floor repeating the phrases while doing dragon-flags. She said she was filling in time while the TAPE system's processors were busy recompiling their newly re-written process control programs.
[Three hours later, man fiction is hard work, how do you guys do it? Give me a manual to write any day.]