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Originally Posted by cartwrim
in the direction of the setting sun. Soon, all around in the woods it would be dark; and when it gets dark the woods get a bit creepy. Stingpants trod on a twig which made a loud 'crack!' and there was a bright burst of light in front of her....
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...through which stepped Dawn (think about it). Dawn was a fine buxom wench with long tresses of flaxen coloured hair. She would regularly pump the cabin boy's spectacular...