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Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW DS9 Guilt 0/5 G/B (NC-17)
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Title: Guilt
Author: Elizabeth Helena
Series: DS9

Codes: G/B with some reference to B/Leeta (gag, hack), implied
G/Ziyal (ewwwww),and a dollop of O/K sub-text for those who enjoy
that sort of thing (sigh). G/BFF, Condemnation series.

Rating: NC-17 for mild bdsm, not so mild torture, and more of the
gift that keeps on giving (see title) than you could safely shake a
Klingon pain stick at.

Warning: Kinky sex! Well, the G/B sex is kinkier than my usual
forays. However, there are absolutely no graphic details (kinky or
otherwise) of B/L or G/Z, so you will have to go elsewhere for such
depravity. As before, the opinions expressed in the story are those
of the characters, not necessarily those of the leather-clad author.

Disclaimer:  Damn, almost forgot.  Um, these characters are not my 
bitches, they only work the street for Paramount.  

Spoilers: Seasons 1 through 5, up to and including "Dr. Bashir, I
Presume." A non-spoiling Garak quote was liberated from
"Empok Nor" - you may recognize it when it comes by :-).

Lexicon Alert: A berk is a very rude British term for an idiot, sort
of between a twit and a wanker. (If you know what the term actually
means, shame on you, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?) *Amor
vincit omnia* is the way Latin nerds say `love conquers all.'

Summary: Part of the 6th round Garak and Bashir Fuh-q-Fest, and long
. Response to the marvellous challenge by Michael of Borg: "Post-
`The Wire,' pre-`Our Man Bashir,' when the guys are
still having lunch regularly, Julian finds out about something Garak
has done, something worse than he ever thought or could have
imagined."

The original revelation took place during that time
frame, this story tracks the repercussions from "Life
Support" to "Let He Who Is Without Sin ...". This is my
first attempt to write from Julian's perspective (gulp). May
Cardassia and my readers forgive me.

Archiving: Automatic permission given to ASCEM, BLTS, and G/BFF to do
whatever they want to the quivering, submissive body of this story
(ahem). Oh hey, others can take it home and chat it up too, but
I'd love to know first so I can make sure everyone's home by
midnight.

Feedback: Non-penguin related feedback extremely welcome. I can be
reached at elizabeth loves her thesaurus @ hotmail .com (eliminate
the spaces that are there to thwart penguin-eating spammers) or reply
to the list.

Dedication: To Kathryn Ramage, whose wonderful stories introduced me
to the joy that is G/B, and have brightened up my life on many an
occasion.

Thanks: Many thanks to emptyfox for keeping me on schedule, and to
Adrienne for not beating on me or Julian while reading earlier
drafts. I am appropriately guilt ridden that in Condemnation's
OLH (overly-long header) I forgot to express my gratitude to the DS9
Encyclopedia and Lexicon which is an anal-retentive writer's
dream. Also, thank you to the talented Blue Champagne, from whom I
stole without permission the idea of vascular regenerators and I have
yet to send much deserved feedback to.

Mandatory Pretentious Quote:
Philip: "I've spent two years on every street in hell."
Richard: "That's odd. I didn't see you there."
James Goldman, The Lion in Winter, 1968.





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