Selmers

#1 of nitw mae borowski hangs out with her neighborhood friend, selmers, however it seems selmers is having a bit of an issue with her new pair of pants.. they just won't stop falling down! -by kupokupo51 !

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Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #2

### More Naughties and an Unwelcome Customer The dawn sunlight crept into the window slowly and Bea opened one eye. Mae was curled up in a fetal position, her back against Bea's stomach and she realized that - technically speaking - they were...

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Beatrice Santello (Ch 3) - Busted

In an instant, she considered her options. One was already gone. She could have simply picked it up and put it away nonchalantly. Maybe a little apology, and it would be over. Unfortunately that option was out the window as she felt the blush on her...

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Song in the Dark: Day 3

**Song in the Dark** A **Night in the Woods** fanfic by Chris Shaffer _Night in the Woods is copyright Infinite Fall, story and original characters copyright Chris Shaffer 2019, all rights reserved_ Day 3: Harfest Pain shot up Eric's arm from...

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Beatrice Santello (Ch 7) - The Song

The next day for Bea passed relatively uneventfully until after dinner, when she finally opened the file from Casey. What she heard didn't sound much like any of the music she'd heard before by the band. It seemed to have a soul. It spoke to her, even...

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Smoky Santello

Jack liked to think he was a good employee. He was punctual, professional, and polite to his customers. He never got annoyed with them when they asked stupid questions or whined about not being able to understand technology. He even put up with an...

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Trash Reptile

To kick things off, here is part of a massive list of stories i am doing for the wonderful ulteriorpanzie here we have a little bit of nitw for all of you perverts. it's from me so you know there's gonna be farting, scat, filth, lovely stuff!

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Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #12

That evening Bea took dinner in her room while she went over the documents as carefully as she could. She didn't speak Lawyereese, but she understood most of the fine print. She and her employees would be welcome to stay on at the Pickaxe, if the...

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Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #10

The next two weeks were the oddest Bea had ever experienced. At first it was fairly quiet. The newspapers ran a story on the recovery of the bodies of six missing people, some of which were children, from the old copper mine. No mention of foul play...

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Beatrice Santello (Ch 4) - Mediocre

"So, what do you think of our songs?" Angus asked as Bea squeezed through the door of the abandoned Party Barn. "Angus, I've heard most of them before. Don't you remember? I sequenced the drum parts when Casey was in jail." "Oh yeah. Well... what do...

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Beatrice Santello (Ch 9) - Gravity

The next morning Bea was feeling good. It was foggy and the radio indicated the possibility of freezing rain, but she couldn't help herself. She hugged her dad before leaving the apartment, donned her jacket and scarf, and headed in to work. Germ was...

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Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #11

The service was a melancholy affair as a warm spring rain fell outside the chapel at the church, but Bea felt like that was appropriate. The casket, of course, was closed, but she greeted both Mr. and Mrs. Hartley. Pastor K. said a brief few words and...

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