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No longer the sharpest tool in the shed...

Fred looks almost shaky with excitement as he heads out of the room. He pauses a moment, and picks up a magazine from the floor, and tosses it to you. "Here's something to read, I shouldn't be long, though."

You take several seconds to register his words, and then sit down, only to stand back up quickly upon feeling the sensation of sitting on something kind of big, and soft. It takes almost a full minute for your severely limited mind to figure out it's your own butt, and you giggle and sit back down.

You sit impatiently for what seems a while, what's taking him so long? You look down at the magazine in your lap, and study the cover intently. It has a picture of a scantily clad woman, in a seductive looking pose. You think maybe you could pose like that for Fred... You see some things at the top of the cover, what are they called... Letters! Yeah, they make up words! You stare at them in concentration a while, then trace your finger over each letter, and slowly sound it out... P...L...A... "Pla... pla ay... pla aybo...Oh, Playboy!" You feel giddy and proud of yourself, but wasn't this easier before?

You open it up, but get tired of it, it hurts your head trying to sound out so many words, and too many of them are sooo big! You like looking at the pictures though, and you hope you look as sexy as the girls in the magazine, for when Fred gets back. What's taking him?

You drop the magazine, and...


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