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The Virginia Vixens By Henchies-and-hose & Brollywacker "While strolling through the park one day In the merry-merry month of May..." Ella Green sings whimsically to herself as she casually saunters along with her gloved hands clasped loosely behind her back, enjoying the bright Spring morning with the song of the birds echoing in her ears as she admires the blossoms cascading from the trees. She is attired for the sunny day in a conservative white blouse, a green skirt dappled with white spots, along with white stockings and heels whilst her elaborately-bunned, brunette hair is graced with a large, red, feathered hat. Her choice of so

Sarah smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. The perfect day for the wedding and a perfect location. The hotel had a party room rented out for her and her groom and it was fabulous. But, she thought to herself as she looked her ensemble over, not as fabulous as her. She and her groom were big fans of the 1980s fantasy films and she loved her copy of the ball gown Sarah wore in Labyrinth. Huge poofed out sleeves, silver and beads all over the silky bodice and fluffy skirt with petticoats galore below. She smirked as she pulled up the skirt and coats to reveal her white hosiery and heeled shoes. The woman very much looked like a weddin

“It was the best of times.  It was the worst of times.”  As Sabrina woke up, she could only repeat that very phrase from Dickens’ periodical, “A Tale of Two Cities”, to herself so often in relation to that night a few weeks ago at the ball.  It was so magical, seeing Connor and dancing with him to Chopin’s ghostly melody, yet Vanessa didn’t really need to criticize her over befriending that London girl Annabelle, did she?  In hindsight, maybe Sabrina could have been a little more considerate about socializing with a complete stranger.  Yet from that night on Vanessa refused to seek any more visitation