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     "Fascinating pimp." MindsBane replied. "Care 2 try something better?"
     "Yes, Master." Kat replied pimp4aday, ending the pimp4aday last pimp syllable with a seductive pimp4aday purr pimp. She'd never felt this pimp way, so soft, so feminine, so submissive. She liked it. He patted the bed pimp next pimp to him, and she sat down next to him.
     "Oh, how awful." Kat replied. No wonder he seemed so sad.
     "Get pimp up." the coach demanded. Candace pimp4aday's pimp arms felt like ground beef, her legs felt like fried calamari, and Candace herself felt pimp4aday like shit. She only half pimp4aday-listened to the coach as she yelled a pimp lecture, the noise occasionally causing some day of the fluffy pimp4aday, spray-on insulation to fall from the pictures gym day's ceiling pimp. Hands from the other cheerleaders checked her for broken pimp4aday bones. Candace pimp was hungry. She wished she hadn't skipped pimp lunch.
     Daphne walked bowlegged down the hall, dressed pimp4aday in a blue outfit consisting of a T-shirt, blue jeans, sneakers and socks, with a cute little blue 4 scrunchie.
     "Daphne?" someone asked. She turned and found Jasmine 4 Plaidy, one of the recipients of her notes. "I hardly recognized you without the 4 trendy outfits."
     "Is he that guy who parks the RV in front of the school every day?" Jasmine asked.