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  1. Public Bookmark 56

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    Price groaned, “Christ, don’t need to hear all the details about your sex life. I hear enough with the complaints from the rest of the soldiers along your hall, Soap.”

    Soap looked at Ghost once more, asking. Ghost gave him a barely there nod. Soap turned to Price with a scoffed, “What sex life?”

    The Captain rolled his eyes. “Give me a break. I’ve got people bitching left and right about the two of you being all over each other.”

    “Wouldn’t have to be all over him like that if he could satisfy me the first time. Isn’t that right, Simon?” Soap stared his Lieutenant down, carefully watching for Price’s reaction from the corner of his eye.

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    Some degrading, humiliating, cuckolding fun.

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    09 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 62

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    Ghost needs to finish filling out combat reports, Soap wants attention.

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    08 Jul 2026

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    04 Jul 2026

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    When a known arms dealer is visiting his favorite BDSM club, Ghost and Soap have one chance to infiltrate the exclusive club. The only problem is, Soap has zero knowledge of BDSM - good thing Ghost is a great teacher.

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    30 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 62

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    Stories older than civilization tell of the man in the moon, whose face can be seen if one knows what to look for - dark pockets in it that might resemble eyes, or a mouth, a nose. Soap can see the face now, gazing down with its large, flat eyes. He can't help the prickle along his skin; the sense that the moon is, indeed, watching him.

    "Why do you keep sending me these dreams?" he asks the moon, who of course doesn't answer.

    He doesn't know what it means, never has. Prophets and mystics, he's asked them by the dozen, but none of them have been able to explain his dreams. They chalk it up to stress - but why, he would ask, do they come so routinely? - or the fact that Soap was born on a full moon, in a particular alignment of the stars that hurts Soap's head when they try to explain it.

    But why, he would ask, does that matter? Why would the day of his birth affect the dreams of his adulthood?

    No answers, just a fond pat on his hand and a prescription for something to help him sleep. Useless, the lot of them.

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    14 Jun 2026