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We are seated at a table in the middle of the most popular restaurant in town.. it is packed but I have somehow managed to reserve a table for us.  You are wearing your black top, laced around the middle of your flat belly, the neck showing off just a hint of your cleavage.  The waiter arrives and I tell you to order anything you'd like. The dinner is wonderful, some of the best food you've ever tasted, and we have a fantastic time.  The restaurant has only gotten more crowded as we eat; every table is packed.  As you finish up your main course you are absolutely stuffed but I insist on dessert--it's what this restaurant is famous for, after

Megan Berry by Bluestreak Alyssa nervously fiddled with the little blue wrapper in her fingers as she surfed through the pictures on her favorite blueberry group. Would it really work? she wondered.. it had cost soo much money--money she ought to have spent on books for the semester--but the old man at the store had assured her it was exactly what she was looking for, and she wasn't likely to find it anywhere else. She was scared to try it. What if it didn't work? I'm so stupid, how could it possibly work? What a waste of money! she thought. But if it *did*... if her dream finally came true, if she could finally be a huge, heavy

Screen Test by Bluestreak Kate ran through the scene in her mind, again, as she waited outside the audition room with a handful of other girls, all nervously thumbing through their pages or surveying the competition.  She had already done some internal casting herself with the other potential Violets--too tall, too old, too big--and had winnowed down the real contenders to just herself (naturally) and two others.  They all bore a striking resemblance to the original Violet, as did Kate, and all had put a blue outfit together for the audition... as had Kate.  She'd considered wearing something different to the audition, knowing full well the