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House Arrest (4/35) – WMC fic
(Lindsay’s POV) At ten o’clock, Lindsay called Cindy to tell her she would be very late coming home. At three-thirty in the morning, Lindsay realized that her late night had officially become an all-nighter. At around six, Lindsay decided that she had every right to bathe in her own bathroom despite the fact that there…
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A Healthy Dose of Humility
On Thursday, the company where I’m working had their big Christmas luncheon. I skipped it for some priceless alone time with a working computer and silence. Ah, what I can accomplish in forty minutes without distraction. Then- They came back. My current co-workers started flooding in and my time came to an end. Immediately, one…
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House Arrest (3/35) – WMC fic
PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. (Cindy’s POV) Cindy was flying. Well, not really flying, but every time she took a step, she seemed to be channeling Michael Jordan, because she could walk on air for a few steps, before she came gracefully back down. It was pretty awesome. When did she figure…
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House Arrrest (2/35) – WMC fic
PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. (Lindsay’s POV) “Is this really necessary?” Lindsay struggled not to scream obscenities in response to the question. “Yes, this is what house arrest is,” she said instead, clasping the cuff onto Cindy’s ankle and looking up. “Too tight?” “No,” Cindy sighed, “it’s fine. Bulky… but fine.” Lindsay…