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					heat in the desert by Tiggster http://tiggsxenapage.simplenet.com/HeatintheDesert.html SYNOPSIS: Two girls get it on in the shower, beat the crap out of some bad guys, and escape down the desert highway on the thighs of Nikki. (Or a motorbike, I can't quite be sure.) EWOK: Tiggster's at it again, displaying a fabulous ignorance not only of the way people talk: "Nikki, please, I need you to ... to take me right now. Seal our love, my dark savior." NANCY: Sounds like an episode of South Park. Jesus and Pals strike again! EWOK: ... but also of basic sign language: Nikki shakes her head 'yes' and sentence structure: Quickly rushing into the room four guys come through the shattered door. As their gaze takes in the nakedness before them, the muscled lithe body covered in a fine layer of sweat. The fourth male through the door, standing at the back of the room, just inside the doorway, "remember me, bitch?" And then there are the incessant references to the "thighs of Nikki": Danni quickly slid between the strong thighs of Nikki Danni's hands were clutching at the firm thighs of Nikki as they speed down the highway. Perhaps it's some new form of transport? NANCY: (handing Ewok some aspirin) Here, take two of these. It'll take the edge off. NANCY: After a quick perusal I'm giving this one a big 1 out of 10. I've never seen anything make you perspire quite that much before, Ewok. EWOK: It's unanimous. Our first turkey.