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(c) Copyright Henrik Larsen 2003



Comments are very welcome. You can reach me either through assd or by e-mail 
at henlar@hotmail.com.


If, for some reason, you feel offended by erotic stories, then I don't know 
why you have opened this one. Maybe to be offended, so you can complain 
about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this. If that's the 
case, my advice is to seek professional help. You need it. If you are not 
allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held responsible, if you 
choose to continue. But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

Reposting or any other use of this story is strictly prohibited without the 
express, written permission of the author. This story can be put on the 
Bradley Stoke flash stroke festival page.



Hidden.

"Somebody's coming. Quick, we can't let them find it. We gotta find some 
place to hide it."
She smiled teasingly and it annoyed him. He should never have taken a woman 
with him on the mission.
"Don't worry. I got the perfect place."
She opened her purse and took out an oblong thing wrapped in white paper. He 
couldn't see what it was. Quickly she raised her dress and pulled down her 
panties, revealing her intentions.
"That's no good. They're bound to do a body search."
"Not with this in place."
She put the tiny canister inside herself, followed by the tampon.
"How are we going to get it out?"
"I'll probably need you help. Maybe we have to flush it out."
Her teasing smile had a different effect on him now. Maybe it was a good 
idea to bring her along, after all.


You can find more stories written by me at:
http://www.asstr.org/~henlar/
ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/henlar

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