Marc and Tammy had just built a snowman, laughing and giggling the entire time. Somehow it brought them closer together. When the final feature of the snowman's face was in place, a stubby little carrot nose which Tammy pushed in herself, Marc and Tammy kissed their first kiss. They went for a walk, holding hands under the falling snow, sharing conversation that brought them even closer. As they reached the bench, which Marc decided was a good place to kiss Tammy again, they perceived a sliding, slushing sound behind them. It was the snowman, come to life, tears of ice streaming down its face. "Please, Tammy, please," it cried. "Tell me it's me you love, and not him!"
Story #164
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Marc and Tammy had just built a snowman, laughing and giggling the entire time. Somehow it brought them closer together. When the final feature of the snowman's face was in place, a stubby little carrot nose which Tammy pushed in herself, Marc and Tammy kissed their first kiss in the darkness behind the snowman. As their passions mounted, the snowman could stand it no more. With a loud roar like a gentle snowfall, he exploded all over the street. Marc and Tammy ran off into the night giggling.
The flash reveals that there are more than two large flakes in the picture.Pink sweats? Geez, Tammy, didn't your mom ever teach you about common sense in cold weather? Or is it just rebellion, like it is with seeing that... that boy there.
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