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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIHRXY8fCp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:45:34.874+07:00</updated><category term="painful" /><category term="greeting" /><category term="punishment" /><category term="dread" /><category term="obstacle" /><category term="intermezzo" /><category term="fantasy" /><category term="disorder" /><category term="disgrace" /><category term="nightmare" /><category term="fate" /><category term="unconscious" /><title>June's Fairytale</title><subtitle type="html">The story of son of man, with the dagger in his hand. Fruit of love will never disappear. This is my story, our fairytale.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JunesFairytale" /><feedburner:info uri="junesfairytale" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEGQ38-eip7ImA9Wx9QE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-7455822282449852591</id><published>2010-12-26T01:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:00:22.152+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-26T02:00:22.152+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="greeting" /><title>Hail Dude</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AjTy4Pp4_QGNkD4sXVBzzIfNgZs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AjTy4Pp4_QGNkD4sXVBzzIfNgZs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AjTy4Pp4_QGNkD4sXVBzzIfNgZs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AjTy4Pp4_QGNkD4sXVBzzIfNgZs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm back! it's been long time after my last post. Actually, i'm so busy with my final exam in college. he he he.&lt;br /&gt;
But now, here I am. And for tonight, I want to say, "Merry Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;
Wish I could get some nice gift this year...ho ho ho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-7455822282449852591?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/zpkgbviONGw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/7455822282449852591/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/12/hail-dude.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/7455822282449852591?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/7455822282449852591?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/zpkgbviONGw/hail-dude.html" title="Hail Dude" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/12/hail-dude.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMRXs9cCp7ImA9Wx5bEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-8491778916363646346</id><published>2010-10-28T13:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:03:04.568+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-28T13:03:04.568+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dread" /><title>Saved</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0YyrrbuVM_g0kGSbhYNLciNaA3I/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0YyrrbuVM_g0kGSbhYNLciNaA3I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0YyrrbuVM_g0kGSbhYNLciNaA3I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0YyrrbuVM_g0kGSbhYNLciNaA3I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They found out if all army gathered for something. They were shocked when saw and realized if the princess was tied up and treated like a puppet there. The man feels sad, angry...''I was failed to protect her...'',said him. ''but I'll save her and kill y'all!, he ran toward the armies and attacked them, one by one, one after another...not so long, he had beaten some army and made some of then ran away. Princess just look down while he untied her, and she just silent, with no word. The man knew if his fairy was felt ashamed so she remain silent, from her eyes just an empty stare. The man tried to comfort her and makes her say a thing. "heyyy, i'm here...". then her tears was came out..the man embraced her body and let her to wept of much tear inside his hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-8491778916363646346?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/oqCpkIpmAMk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/8491778916363646346/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/10/saved.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8491778916363646346?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8491778916363646346?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/oqCpkIpmAMk/saved.html" title="Saved" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/10/saved.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04HRX4yeip7ImA9Wx5bEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-2263109695697114632</id><published>2010-09-23T08:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T01:18:54.092+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-29T01:18:54.092+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fantasy" /><title>Hope Remain</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tJm5rKmpPlcpACsOtGbgnEFtf8Q/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tJm5rKmpPlcpACsOtGbgnEFtf8Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tJm5rKmpPlcpACsOtGbgnEFtf8Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tJm5rKmpPlcpACsOtGbgnEFtf8Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=junesfair-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B003574OHA&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;The old man gave him a wooden ring. He asked, ''what is this? are you try to kidding me?''. The old man told if that ring is a mistical weapon that he can't used anymore and order him to used it at his right thumb. With doubtful, he wore it at his right thumb, suddenly his right hand transformed into armored with sharp steel claw. ''I don't know what is this, but I'm sure if this a kind of magic. and we shall get out of this place.'' With his hand he punch the wall and make it collapse. With no waste the time, they went to place where the princess being mistreatment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-2263109695697114632?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/GDxMsPQL4XA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/2263109695697114632/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/09/hope-remain.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/2263109695697114632?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/2263109695697114632?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/GDxMsPQL4XA/hope-remain.html" title="Hope Remain" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/09/hope-remain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8CQn8yfyp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-7362474575366787124</id><published>2010-09-09T19:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:01:03.197+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:01:03.197+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="greeting" /><title>Eid Mubarak</title><content type="html">
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WISH A VERY HAPPY EID FOR ALL MUSLIMS ANYWHERE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-7362474575366787124?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/QSxm9qRS11Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/7362474575366787124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/09/eid-mubarak.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/7362474575366787124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/7362474575366787124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/QSxm9qRS11Y/eid-mubarak.html" title="Eid Mubarak" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TIqwEN98zcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OQecmpNcBQs/s72-c/ramadan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/09/eid-mubarak.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMER385eyp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-6304529157097167020</id><published>2010-07-27T22:04:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:10:06.123+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:10:06.123+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unconscious" /><title>Last Endurance</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rjZ9AvRz8W7FHwJkrKcm_90_-MM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rjZ9AvRz8W7FHwJkrKcm_90_-MM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rjZ9AvRz8W7FHwJkrKcm_90_-MM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rjZ9AvRz8W7FHwJkrKcm_90_-MM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NpVm8hpB_PXQLNym4IF6Ju4HyV29hKYoFXSQnw1XtiY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0WVrR86dI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ULMpHHCbnKM/s144/princess.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In outside, princess still helpless treats as a satisfaction machine. She was very tired, her pale face clearly shows her fright, pain, and cold. Because every ten mens finished, they splashes her body with fresh water. Her body shivers because of cold and reach climax many times. Now, she realizes that she is a toy along her life and regrets why being a princess on wars between four big kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;
An army who began to enter his own into princess's pit: "O still tight, really gratifying, but how if she die? looks like she can't take this anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;
They did what they want without any mercy. They are such as animals got a prey. Like a bunch of satan caught the heaven fairy.&lt;br /&gt;
Army M : "haha she will not die of this pleasure. Surely, she will be more fat"&lt;br /&gt;
Army L  : "yeah, if not fat..she will be slim because this hard job. haha"&lt;br /&gt;
Army N : "if she pregnant after all of this, so who's the father of her child?"&lt;br /&gt;
Army M : "all of us, gyahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Heard their jokes, princess be more frightened. The most of her fear is pregnant. Then suddenly she get faint...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-6304529157097167020?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/VOm5lCYP8qU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/6304529157097167020/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-outside-princess-still-helpless.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/6304529157097167020?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/6304529157097167020?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/VOm5lCYP8qU/in-outside-princess-still-helpless.html" title="Last Endurance" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0WVrR86dI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ULMpHHCbnKM/s72-c/princess.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-outside-princess-still-helpless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMAQ3s7eip7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-6459949886306658634</id><published>2010-07-18T15:01:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:10:42.502+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:10:42.502+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disorder" /><title>Frantic Moment</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JuxP3J9AS_w5BJAsGMoo0W7XO4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JuxP3J9AS_w5BJAsGMoo0W7XO4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JuxP3J9AS_w5BJAsGMoo0W7XO4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8JuxP3J9AS_w5BJAsGMoo0W7XO4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cause a man that in prison hears princess's voice. Now he knows that his beloved is in danger. But he doesn't know how to escape from the prison which already with no guard. At the fact that all the army give punishment to princess and enjoy her body. The man really afraid of princess condition&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qgBS8GP0sYVcuTjBoCrXGu4HyV29hKYoFXSQnw1XtiY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="144" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0VFbiZB6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/z4qOp-y75e4/s144/helpless.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
. He tries to break the iron door with kick on it but useless. In his mind just how to escape then save her princess..&lt;br /&gt;
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Prisoner : "stop it, you can not break that door. May your legs broken because of your act. be calm down. look, your blood flowing out from wound." &lt;br /&gt;
A man    : "umm, but i must save her. i can't let anything bad happens to my girl."&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoner : "but bad thing had been happened there, she was scream out. aren't you hear that?"&lt;br /&gt;
A man    : "so what should i do now, old man?"&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoner : "you are a good man, so come here! i want to show you the only way to save your lovely pearl. it's only you that can do this alone, because you are the princess's guardian."&lt;br /&gt;
A man    : "who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoner : "i am her real father..." &lt;br /&gt;
A man    : "what? are you insane? she is daughter of a king."&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoner : "she is daughter of the queen, but not from a stupid king that doesn't know if his daughter still alive or not. i am queen's guardian. it's not important you believe me or not. but please save the princess, or you will be regretful person like myself. now i want to give you something, boy."&lt;br /&gt;
A man    : "nice story, and i trust you, give me anything which could make us go out now and forever.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-6459949886306658634?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/ba31Uy2cqgA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/6459949886306658634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-man-that-in-prison-hears.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/6459949886306658634?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/6459949886306658634?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/ba31Uy2cqgA/cause-man-that-in-prison-hears.html" title="Frantic Moment" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0VFbiZB6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/z4qOp-y75e4/s72-c/helpless.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-man-that-in-prison-hears.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEICQH06fip7ImA9Wx5QFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-8686234088267576302</id><published>2010-07-14T15:11:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:29:21.316+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-02T14:29:21.316+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="intermezzo" /><title>Shanira's Gallery</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qhKIo2Xf01TYvQt2MYJLP8ZCQ3s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qhKIo2Xf01TYvQt2MYJLP8ZCQ3s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=junesfair-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B002Y27P3M&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Let me pause the story for a while. I'm still tired cause being ***** by some armies. tee hee^^&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have news for y'all..&lt;br /&gt;
I made a gallery page! Yes, it is collection of my photograph. So you can imagine how beautiful I am. hehe&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Okay, check out my charming pictures...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/p/gallery_14.html"&gt;http://7crab.blogspot.com/p/gallery_14.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you enjoy it. Isn't it beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-8686234088267576302?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/Jp6p-N2zn8k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8686234088267576302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8686234088267576302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/Jp6p-N2zn8k/shaniras-gallery.html" title="Shanira's Gallery" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/shaniras-gallery.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMNSXs4fyp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-3346490680194809074</id><published>2010-07-06T01:25:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:11:38.537+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:11:38.537+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="punishment" /><title>Endless Torture</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyMVRflNX9lJzsuY6N668zyIEPU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyMVRflNX9lJzsuY6N668zyIEPU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyMVRflNX9lJzsuY6N668zyIEPU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyMVRflNX9lJzsuY6N668zyIEPU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Princess : "don't take me to the prison...stop, do anything to me anywhere but not there."&lt;br /&gt;
Army A   : "why?"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "i will take care of all the army in this border, prison is not commodious for all inside. outside is better"&lt;br /&gt;
(her purpose is she doesn't want to meet our hero in order that he doesn't know princess's condition. and princess is too ashamed if being seen undressed." &lt;br /&gt;
Army B  : "she is right, lets start our party now. hehehe"&lt;br /&gt;
Army A  : "okay, i will inform other armies to assemble here."&lt;br /&gt;
(then he calls army D)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Minutes later all of the army already in the yard. All their stare directed at princess's bleeding hole. They looks like see an angel. Princess feels loathe of their smile. Then, two armies bond her right hand at the tree in her right side, and her left in left tree. Tight of ropes that pull her hands, so she is like a crucified. She just be able move her legs. But she doesn't move any opposing with her legs except keep it tightly lid. Some armies force to wide apart her thigh, but her sweaty body be more wet, so the armies difficult wide apart her thigh cause it's slippery. Some army spit in princess's face then punch her stomach."&lt;br /&gt;
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Army A          : "be patient..back to your position!"&lt;br /&gt;
Army B, C, D : "roger that." (they back to stand in line)&lt;br /&gt;
Army B          : "what's next?"&lt;br /&gt;
Army A          : "one by one, we will taste this angel. But every ten armies that executing, the other keep waiting until all the ten finished. I and nine armies for the beginning."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then ten armies begin to take their part. Everybody start with licking the wet body of princess. Cold air surround them but warm body of princess such a wine spring. Princess closes her eyes and restrains to moan cause doesn't want our hero heard her moaning. Two armies squeeze roughly and suck her milk, an army lick and shake her hole, two armies spank her buttock while keep licking, an army kiss her lips, and the other lick on every part of her body. They do that until each army taste all the part of her body. Then two army hold her legs to give chance an army to enter the stick to the slot. Quickly an army enters his whole stick deeply, princess's body jolted but keep her eyes closed. But when the army shake his stick, princess begin to moan loud and louder. She can't restrain to keep silent. While army touch her buttock and wide it apart then spit on the slot, princess open her eyes and feels that her back hole is licked)&lt;br /&gt;
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Army B   : "may the captain get her virginity, but I am gonna take her other virginity."&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "ooh..please don't. what human are you....? ahh.."&lt;br /&gt;
Army B   : "i am human that love you. haha"&lt;br /&gt;
(while other army still licking, squeezing, kissing, and an army's stick shaking inside front slot, slow but sure he enters his stick to the back slot, he feels half of his stick entered.&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "ohh mmhh ahh..stop, its hurt.."&lt;br /&gt;
Army B  : "very tight, be ready for bleeding, Angel!"&lt;br /&gt;
(with strong push, he deeply enters all his stick inside..then princess shrieks out loud&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "AAAAAHHhhh...!!?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Loud shriek of princess reach until the captain's tent and...the prison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-3346490680194809074?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/ksdsOcrCIlw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/3346490680194809074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/endless-torture.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/3346490680194809074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/3346490680194809074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/ksdsOcrCIlw/endless-torture.html" title="Endless Torture" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0VFX8CwjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xq0vESfpy1w/s72-c/shanira.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/endless-torture.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIHQn06fSp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-718108601983785102</id><published>2010-07-04T14:07:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:12:13.315+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:12:13.315+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disgrace" /><title>Useless Pride</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/duGKB5V363kUOW18wq_lURjoU0c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/duGKB5V363kUOW18wq_lURjoU0c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/duGKB5V363kUOW18wq_lURjoU0c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/duGKB5V363kUOW18wq_lURjoU0c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Four amies are taking weak body of princess. The distance between captain's tent and prison as far as 60 steps, dark along the way with some torch as lighting. After leave captain's tent, suddenly two armies that lift princess's leg take down it to the ground..&lt;br /&gt;
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Army A   : "what are you doing, guys?"&lt;br /&gt;
Army D   : "her body is good shape, but heavy enough. Drag her to prison, while I and him wake our friends that still asleep. We're all will see you there".&lt;br /&gt;
Army B   : "okay"&lt;br /&gt;
Army A   : "O poor girl, be patient..your body looks like a delicious pork, you are very lucky have opportunity to serve captain and armies of South Kingdom."&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "how dare you speak like that to me.." &lt;br /&gt;
(two armies go to every tent, then other two armies rudely drag princess, her leg scratched because dragged in rocky ground)&lt;br /&gt;
Army B   : "after you've been raped by my captain, you still be able conceited on us?"&lt;br /&gt;
Army A   : "dearly princess, wait until you ask a pardon from us, but there is no forgiveness. your conceit is useless hahaha.."&lt;br /&gt;
Army B   : "hahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess  : "kill me, i can not live anymore."&lt;br /&gt;
Army B    : "you will be the queen, but before that, you must make satisfied of 125 armies, an angelwoman is in progress to become a machine, that will written as history until the end of this world." &lt;br /&gt;
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There is fear in princess's eyes, grief in her heart, and eerie feeling. Her uncovered body shivered from the cold air. She had no power to avoid what would happen to her. More fast armies drag her, princess be more afraid. In real fright, she remember a man with dagger. She thinks that she can meet him in prison and feels if there is still a light...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-718108601983785102?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/mIdQyhrjfxE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/718108601983785102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/useless-pride.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/718108601983785102?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/718108601983785102?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/mIdQyhrjfxE/useless-pride.html" title="Useless Pride" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TF0ZoIIX90I/AAAAAAAAAIE/M8dpLCPZ5Ak/s72-c/shy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/useless-pride.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QGRX4zeyp7ImA9WxFbEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-4545798122476623925</id><published>2010-07-02T18:18:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:02:04.083+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-02T21:02:04.083+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="painful" /><title>Break the Pearl</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LUr0dbXUyc_FU6P_1-44q5nkrg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LUr0dbXUyc_FU6P_1-44q5nkrg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LUr0dbXUyc_FU6P_1-44q5nkrg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LUr0dbXUyc_FU6P_1-44q5nkrg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The captain is ready to get the virginity of princess. Then he takes wet loincloth from princess's mouth to be able hear the shriek when he breaks into the dark smooth hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "don't, if you stop by now, i'll ask my father to give you his throne and authority of north territory for you."&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "interesting, but for sure i'll kill your father then become a king! and take over your honor is my step to reach my dream, Sweetie."&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "animal!"&lt;br /&gt;                (Captain begin rub his stick at the edge of princess's hole)&lt;br /&gt;Princess : "aAhh..aaGhhh.." (more fast rubbing of the stick so princess more losing control of her body)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;With one shot move fast and strong, entire of captain's stick enter the hole. Princess shriek out so load until all the army in the border hear it. After that shriek, she doesn't say anything nor she cry. She is very shocked to face the truth that she was losing her purity. The princess just look at up in the air. But the captain still in progress to fulfill his passion. His big hands squeeze roughly on two princess's fruit. After about 30 minutes, the captain reach his climax, his water outpouring inside the hole. His water mixed with holy blood of princess fall down from princess's groin to the floor. Then he wears his cloth then go outside the tent leaving princess that with no energy lying without any cloth on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;For a moment, then captain and some army enter the tent bring some bottle of wine. Captain commands some army to lift princess and make her to sit on the chair. While captain opens the bottle, some army hold her head and open her mouth widely. Princess just like a doll that without move to struggle against their action. With happy smile, captain pours the wine to princess's mouth. He forcibly gives 3 bottle to princess until she can not take it and much wine that spilled out. Princess's face become red cause been drunk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "this is the real party. If you want to enjoy her body too, bring her to the prison where you arrested a man!"&lt;br /&gt;Army A  : "may we do all the thing?"&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "of course, anything except hurt her face, i can say to king that she got her wound because try to escape from us, and about her virginity is lost because the man that with her, certainly that man will be execute for what he never does. now go!"&lt;br /&gt;Army B  : "that's genius, we're really appreciate it"&lt;br /&gt;Army A  : "lets go. all army should enjoy this angelwoman before morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 4 armies lift princess to bring her to the prison. In prison, the man doesn't know what have been happened with her beloved princess, is praying and wishing that he could take princess out from there and go to Kingdom of Shrimp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-4545798122476623925?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/EMm_mIvryME" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/4545798122476623925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/break-pearl.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/4545798122476623925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/4545798122476623925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/EMm_mIvryME/break-pearl.html" title="Break the Pearl" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/07/break-pearl.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAASX0-fCp7ImA9WxFUGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-1041185793523904828</id><published>2010-06-30T22:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:02:28.354+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-30T23:02:28.354+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nightmare" /><title>Withering the Blossom</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFf5c3svKiCjJQ3nrz3LWSm5oHk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFf5c3svKiCjJQ3nrz3LWSm5oHk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFf5c3svKiCjJQ3nrz3LWSm5oHk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFf5c3svKiCjJQ3nrz3LWSm5oHk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In captain's tent in the border between north and south territory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "please let me go."&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "tomorrow i'll bring you to the king, that old man want to marry you..."&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "i rather die than become his puppet..."&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "but now, you shall be my slave for one night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he pulls princess's shirt to takes it off. Princess guard against his action by hold captain's hand. But the captain is more stronger, so he can rip her shirt. Princess covers her body with her hands while captain be more rough. He throws princess's body down forcefully then tries to take off princess's pant, although princess hold it tight. But captain is smarter than his appearance. He ties princess's hand upper her head with a torn piece of princess's shirt, so he can take her pant and black bra easily. He left only necklace and loincloth in princess's body. She feels shameful because for the first time withouth clothes in front of men's eyes. Her face become red and tear stained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "what do you want from me?"&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "i could smell the fragrance of your flower, my lady." (tread princess's stomach then touch her groin."&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "don't, stop it now..."&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "i want your virginity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shakes his hand on her groin and squeeze her breast. Moan of princess more and more loud, her sweat wetted her body. So captain takes her wet loincloth then stuff into princess's mouth to make silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain : "you must be ready for this..."&lt;br /&gt;Princess: "mmpphhh...mmmphh.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-1041185793523904828?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/v82nwop1v9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/1041185793523904828/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-captains-tent-in-border-between.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/1041185793523904828?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/1041185793523904828?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/v82nwop1v9c/in-captains-tent-in-border-between.html" title="Withering the Blossom" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-captains-tent-in-border-between.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEHQn89fCp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-2931662654256897662</id><published>2010-06-30T16:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:13:53.164+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:13:53.164+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obstacle" /><title>Long Road to Northeast</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lGxCegGZCM0ECiTIQRCtSbClJ5I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lGxCegGZCM0ECiTIQRCtSbClJ5I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The dawn already come. Sun is begin to shine. But they still lying on the grass behind the big tree. The princess still sleeping in man's body. He is carressing princess warmly. After the princess wake up, he kiss her eye. The princess responses with kiss man's chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think that they're really falling in love...&lt;br /&gt;
Next,&lt;br /&gt;
They had a plan to go to Kingdom of Shrimp for help stop the evil of South Kingdom. It is located in northeast of north palace. As a disguise, princess cut off her hair to be shorter. Now, she looks like a boy. It doesn't matter rather than being caught by army again. Now, they're ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
After 12 hours cross the forest, they reach a village. Then they enter an inn to rest because rain outside. In the room:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "are you alright?"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "...umm,"&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "sad? do you afraid that I left you alone?"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "don't leave me! I...I just remember with what happened after the messenger pretended as me."&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "it is...."&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "is she alive? where is she?"&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "she is in heaven"&lt;br /&gt;
(princess begin to cries)&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "don't cry. the better thing is rest now, tomorrow we must reach in Kingdom of Shrimp."&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "i can not sleep. can you make me sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "how to do that? punch your neck? hmm, how about some caress?"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "how dare you."&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "my apologize, but yesterday you sleep in...&lt;br /&gt;
(before finish his words, the door smashed by someone. Quickly he takes the June from his waist)&lt;br /&gt;
Army      : "they are here, Captain."&lt;br /&gt;
Captain  : "let me join the party, Princess of North. who is this dog?"&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "me? i am the your king!"&lt;br /&gt;
Captain  : "hahaha you're funny...time to day, boy!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When he fights some army, the captain shot in his leg. He falls in the floor. The princess run to stop the army with covering his body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "run!"&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "if you die, i should die."&lt;br /&gt;
Man       : "don't be foolish, i love you. please run."&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "never.." (She takes the June then try to assassinate the captain.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the captain grabs her hand then knead it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Princess : "aaaghh!?" (the June fall from her hand)&lt;br /&gt;
Captain  : "is it hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then captain takes the princess go.&lt;br /&gt;
Captain: "I will have a joy with this little princess tonight, let's get out of this dirty place."&lt;br /&gt;
Army    : "how about that man, Capt. kill him or..."&lt;br /&gt;
Captain : "take him and bring on to the prison. he should feel the sorrow more than die, knows that his princess be mine! hahhahaha."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-2931662654256897662?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/naSkp0dyEKs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/2931662654256897662/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-road-to-northeast.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/2931662654256897662?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/2931662654256897662?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/naSkp0dyEKs/long-road-to-northeast.html" title="Long Road to Northeast" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TD1mQ7BIv8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mzBHGPd4fjA/s72-c/inside%20caravan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-road-to-northeast.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEEQn0ycCp7ImA9Wx5bEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082166395459030480.post-8738324883784106566</id><published>2010-06-30T13:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:13:23.398+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-27T14:13:23.398+07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fate" /><title>June</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vhKa-0r34VPFTqxp2CWz9UPsEQs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vhKa-0r34VPFTqxp2CWz9UPsEQs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vhKa-0r34VPFTqxp2CWz9UPsEQs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vhKa-0r34VPFTqxp2CWz9UPsEQs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There is a man, a warrior without sword in his hand, but he had a heart that never hate. Okay, the story begin here...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the dark spreading afternoon, he receives a message from the messenger. The message is request to become a protector. He feels curious about who send that message, the message with no name in it. So he asks the messenger... &lt;br /&gt;
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The messenger tells him that the sender is a princess from north. Like a lion touched by the cattle, he was very shocked. Quickly he makes a reply for her message and gives to the messenger. In his letter, he wrote that he will come to the palace, but need a week for preparation. Surely, the warrior must have a sword.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because there is no weapon shop in his village, so he make sword by himself. Five days later, the sword has created. Wait, that is not a sword, but a dagger. He names it June, like a month that dagger's first appearance on earth. It seems that he didn't care with sword or dagger, he just too happy with the request of a princess. He is totally like a man that reach puberty in his ages that 21. There is still two days before he should arrive at palace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know what he did in two days...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At last, before dusk he arrived in front gate of the palace. What a surprise! The palace without guard. Then he walks until the front door of the palace. He feels so fool. There is blood everywhere and some dead body lying inside the palace. Sudenly, he feels guilty because not immediate come to palace after receive message.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He walks to 2nd floor search for someone who still alive. Inside the princess room he shocked with half nude woman body tied and stabed with knives on princess's bed. She is the messenger, before her last breath, she tells if the princess still alive and evacuated to the town. After cut all tie and take off all knives in messenger's body, then he takes the body out of the palace and buried in the palace's garden. Before leave, he promise in front of messenger's grave to save and protect the princess.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the town, he entered all the public area to find the princess. Suddenly, the town is under attack. It is attacked by south kingdom. Knowing that, he hide behind the town's tower. Many citizen was died by cavalries and armies. After the situation be little calm, heard a scream from a small house, a girl caught by two armies. She was force to enter the truck. A man realizes if that girl is the princess because had rare necklace. Then he runs toward the army to stabing the June in the chest. Suddenly, an army falls down. Other army try to shot with the gun but then the gun kicked to the air then grabbed by our hero. Without wasting time, he shot army's head with that gun. When the princess still stunned, then he grabs her hand to run away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They run until the forest, after the situation is safe, the princess say a thank. The man said that to save her is a duty forever. They feel nervous each other...From this time, they are destined for become one to start their adventure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Together raise the June to make a love keep alive in their heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082166395459030480-8738324883784106566?l=7crab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~4/Fv0PoGjUPH0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/feeds/8738324883784106566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/june.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8738324883784106566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082166395459030480/posts/default/8738324883784106566?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JunesFairytale/~3/Fv0PoGjUPH0/june.html" title="June" /><author><name>lawangbiru</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660762433125950389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TDIgswL19jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xbw7IZGKyRg/S220/shanira.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NczcCrbNBuE/TD1syODR3oI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MWYeKLjrMe8/s72-c/shanira.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://7crab.blogspot.com/2010/06/june.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

