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		<title>The New Girl</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 20:02:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Samantha Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/book-open_s.png" width="15" height="15" alt="" title="Stories" /><br/>Mark Jennings thought he had it made. He was very successful in Business. He was never had problems securing a date from some of the most attractive women in the city. The only thing missing was the trophy wife. Sure, when he needed an escort to a formal business function there was no shortage of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The New Corset</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 16:59:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Making History</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 01:32:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/book-open_s.png" width="15" height="15" alt="" title="Stories" /><br/>Contest entry for Strapped in Silk&#8217;s Summer contest. It is written in a narrative style and intended to be read aloud. &#8220;Here, sit down in this chair. I promise you it won&#8217;t hurt too much. &#8220;Yes, there is going to be some pain, but you have to suffer for beauty, as they say. &#8220;First things [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Voting for stories</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 05:40:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/thought_s.png" width="16" height="15" alt="" title="Personal Thoughts" /><br/>I&#8217;m nervous as heck right now. See, I&#8217;m in a contest on Big Closet. It&#8217;s for money. I think I have a winning entry, but I&#8217;m currently in 4th place. I want to win, I really REALLY do. I am pretty sure that my story will do it, but I need your help. Go to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Waitress</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 01:43:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/book-open_s.png" width="15" height="15" alt="" title="Stories" /><br/>For ten years, I had been going to the same cafe for lunch. I ordered the same thing, served the same way all the time. Occasionally I had changed my routine a little and gotten something else, or eaten there on the weekend, but most times it was the same old same thing every day. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Mile</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 06:37:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/feather_s.png" width="14" height="15" alt="" title="Poetry/Prose" /><br/>Walk a mile in her shoes, huh? I&#8217;ll show her. That&#8217;s simple. Just four laps around the track in 3&#8243; heels. Just four little trips to prove to her that she didn&#8217;t have to take so goddamned long to walk with me. Half of one lap, my ankle collapsed. I fell. Skinned my hands and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Topsy Turvey</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 00:57:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://i-know-i-know-but.net/wp-content/themes/joy/img/book-open_s.png" width="15" height="15" alt="" title="Stories" /><br/>May Day story contest entry on Top Shelf. Topsy Turvey Maid Joy The High Priest stepped up to the microphone. &#8220;Everyone, please listen up. The Beltane ritual tonight is going to be a bit different. Normally as you know the females are the receptors and the males are the givers in the Great Rite, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Insert Title Here, A Romance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 20:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joy</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry/Prose]]></category>
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