One ficlet, written for the fiacthon over at treatmuchright. The first half was beta'd by the luffly lil_chanteuse. The second half... wasn't. This will be fairly obvious, because there is rambling and it is poo.
THE COUNTRY WIFE OPENS WITH TOBY'S ARSE IN THE SPOTLIGHT.
I HOPE YOU'RE PROUD OF YOURSELF; YOU JUST BECAME A MURDERER. THAT'S RIGHT, YOU HAVE KILLED ME. YOU KNOW WHAT A VISUAL IMAGINATION I HAVE, AND I MAY OR NOT JUST HAVE ORGASMED AT THE THOUGHT OF....OF THAT. OH GOD.
I FULLY UNDERSTAND HOW YOUR BRAIN WAS DEAD FROM LUST, BUT YOU HAVE JUST KILLED ME ENTIRELY. UA;SLDKA;SLFKADL;GS'HAFKHA'DLHK *BOOM*
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Date: 2008-01-06 02:21 am (UTC)I HOPE YOU'RE PROUD OF YOURSELF; YOU JUST BECAME A MURDERER. THAT'S RIGHT, YOU HAVE KILLED ME. YOU KNOW WHAT A VISUAL IMAGINATION I HAVE, AND I MAY OR NOT JUST HAVE ORGASMED AT THE THOUGHT OF....OF THAT. OH GOD.
I FULLY UNDERSTAND HOW YOUR BRAIN WAS DEAD FROM LUST, BUT YOU HAVE JUST KILLED ME ENTIRELY. UA;SLDKA;SLFKADL;GS'HAFKHA'DLHK *BOOM*