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Archive-name: Amazon/guile.txt
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Archive-author: Jonathan Haas
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Archive-title: Guile and Chun Li - The Untold Story
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"So, do you come here often?" he asked, as he deftly thrust his fist through
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the car's passenger window.
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The dark-haired Chinese beauty blushed demurely before answering. "No, this
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is my first trip to the States. I do like it here, though." She emphasized
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her words by kicking off the car's left fender.
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The man smiled and kicked what remained of the car's roof into smithereens.
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"I'm glad you do. What's a nice girl like you doing in the Tournament?"
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A shadow briefly passed over her face before she answered. "M. Bison killed
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my father. I'm in this for revenge." Angrily, she reduced the driver side
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door to shreds of metal.
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"He killed your father? He killed my best friend. I'm going to destroy him
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slowly and painfully when I get my hands on him," retorted the blonde-haired,
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blue-eyed man, as a series of well-placed jabs brutalized the car's engine.
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Chun Li softened as she realized that she shared a link with this strange,
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powerful former G.I. "As will I, if I am the one destined to battle with him
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in the final round." Without breaking stride in the conversation, she
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revved up her patented Lightning Leg (tm), causing the car to shudder
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violently and begin to disintegrate.
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Guile smiled tentatively at her, and their hands briefly touched as together,
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they finished their task of demolition, and the car collapsed into a heap
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of worthless scrap.
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Guile stared at himself in the mirror. "Snap out of it, man," he told himself.
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"Remember Charlie."
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The next day he was to face Chun Li in the tournament, at the Air Force base.
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He had already polished off several opponents... that fat sumo guy, and that
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weirdo from India... with about as much emotion as he would have felt swatting
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a fly. But Chun Li was somehow... different. She had moved him, more than he
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cared to admit, during their conversation while destroying the car. He
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didn't feel like beating her up. He felt like holding her, comforting her,
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maybe taking her to a movie or destroying Bison with her.
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Sighing and telling himself that it would all be over in the morning, Guile
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whipped out his comb and fixed his hair before turning in.
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Chun Li was confused.
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She was in her early twenties. Her whole life had been studying, practicing
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the martial arts and becoming a master, preparing to make Bison and his
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Shadoloo drug ring pay for what they did for her father. But none of her
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studies had prepared her for the strange feelings she was now experiencing.
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Guile... he looked so big and strong. So powerful. When he told her that
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he would destroy Bison if given the chance, she believed him. But there
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was much more to it than that.
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She found herself daydreaming about what he looked like under his spotless
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G.I. uniform. She wondered what it would be like to be held in his
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poweful, manly arms. She closed her eyes and slowly moved her hands over
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herself, pretending they were Guile's.
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"Oh, yes, Guile, yes," she softly moaned as her hand stole inside her panties,
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gently caressing the wetness it found there. "Oh, yeah, right there... oh!
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Oh, Guile! Ya tai! Ya tai!" The speed of her hand rose to a feverish pitch,
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and she tensed all over. She screamed as she experienced a mammoth climax,
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then slowly relaxed and fell asleep, her hand still touching her dripping
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sex, her mind filled with dreams of Guile.
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The next day, they faced each other in the ultimate test of honor. Guile's
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hair was combed to a razor-sharp edge. Chun Li's fabulous legs were resplendent
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in their traditional brown tights. The crowd at the Air Force base cheered
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them on. The announcer said, "Fight!" After pausing a split-second, they
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leaped for each other.
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It was Guile who struck first. He caught Chun Li in midair with a jab, allowing
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his hand to linger on her soft flesh perhaps a few seconds longer than
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necessary. Chun Li responded with a forward kick, her slippered foot sliding
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smoothly up his leg to his thigh before connecting. Guile grabbed her,
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and threw her unceremoniously to the concrete of the base's ground. Chun Li
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gasped. Was the way his arm had wrapped itself uncannily around her breasts
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a pure coincidence? Memories of her orgasmic dream of last night came wafting
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back to her.
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Guile was overwhelmed as Chun Li came back with a shoulder throw. He *knew*
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she pressed her chest up against him as she did it deliberately, he *knew*
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it! The two adversaries gazed at each other with new understanding.
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As they leaped toward each other again, Guile grabbed Chun Li, wrapping
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his powerful arms around her, as he tenderly, almost lovingly, snapped
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her back across his knee. Chun Li gasped with pain and pleasure, and looked
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up at Guile, a pleading look in her eyes. "Enough foreplay... take me, take
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me now!" she whispered to him. Guile grinned at her, and began to undo the
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fly of his uniform.
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Chun Li was soon to learn that his arms and his legs weren't the *only* parts
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of Guile's anatomy that he was able to whip around at faster than the speed
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of sound.
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After ripping out the crotch of Chun Li's sexy battle uniform, Guile parted
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her sweet, creamy thighs, and entered her with one smooth motion, making her
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scream in ecstasy. This was the treatment she had been waiting for... the
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treatment she had been wanting all these years. She was slightly put off
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by the way he chanted "Sonic boom! Sonic boom!" with every thrust, but this
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was more than made up for by the manly skill he exhibited. It wasn't long
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before they were both shuddering in a massive, draining simultaneous climax.
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Exhausted, they collapsed in each other's arms, as the announcer signalled
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a double K.O.
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THE END
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(if you liked this story, watch for Blanka and Dhalsim: The Untold Story)
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