BCJ, Chapter 69: Chameleon

“Pft~! Hahaha~!” As I laughed at her again, she started ‘blushing’ even worse. It was hypnotic really, the way her skin changed colors so frequently and rapidly sometimes. When she looked like she was about to start crying and her skin turned dark blue again, I grabbed her huge left hand. She immediately shivered and started turning purple, then red.

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BCJ, Chapter 68: Getting to Know Each Other

“Oh… Okay.” That was Eve’s response. She walked over to the black recliner and sat down. Then her brown skin got darker until it was practically obsidian. After a few deep breaths, she said: “We can’t leave the island. We can’t enter the depths of the island. As long as we grow some crops and fish or hunt, we can survive until the island returns to ‘normal’… So it doesn’t really matter whether we’re on Earth and trapped in a bubble, or on another world.”

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Chapter 67: Relationships

Time is always relative. Would you rather experience a year while the rest of the world is standing still? Or would it be better to take a quick nap and wake up a thousand years later? As someone with friends and family who are still alive and well. I think it’s better this way. Then again, I won’t be able to read any updates from my favorite stories for fucking years!

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BCJ, Chapter 66: Eve’s House

“First… I need to put Delilah in her cage.” Eve said that, then entered a creepy dark hallway and disappeared. The room had some dim old-fashioned floor lamps, that were well, dark-bronze sticks and even had beige lampshades. The soundproofing was pretty damn good, because I couldn’t hear her thumping footsteps after she disappeared.

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BCJ, Chapter 61: Precognition

I was jolted awake and immediately stopped fucking myself, ignoring the jizz just spraying all over the place. Ana also got up and rushed over to the window with me, we reached out and pushed it down at the same time. Then both of us retreated back to the doorway of the bathroom. We could escape into the living room or into the bathroom depending on the circumstances…

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BCJ, Chapter 60: Hurricane

I’m not gonna transcribe the whole fucking conversation between my parents and the two of ‘me’, but let’s just say that they were really worried. Fortunately, they were all the way up in Buffalo, so there was no way the hurricane could possibly affect them at all. My cousin who lives in Florida, had already evacuated up to Maryland and was staying with my Aunts and Uncles. Normally she wouldn’t be able to afford that, but like I said, I ‘sponsored’ her trip for the most part.

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