Broke for the Land of Nod
. \*\*\* _near kodajuk, west of the kurghen corsini_ _chartered colonial jericho_ _7/6/2523_ altalanuk had never before felt the need to count stars. in deep space they were everywhere, a commodity, not even worthy of constellations.
A Renegade Reborn - Pt2 - Space Grass
"and you're the chief of security for some space station and you're letting me stand around with my cock flapping around under my hospital gown while i count stars? that seems a little suspicious. maybe i'm still asleep in my little wolf-pop wrapper."
A Renegade Reborn - 2 - Space Grass
"and you're the chief of security for some space station and you're letting me stand around with my cock flapping around under my hospital gown while i count stars? that seems a little suspicious. maybe i'm still asleep in my little wolf-pop wrapper."
Fear Is The Weakness (Act 3) - The Arms Of Sorrow
I wrote about 80% of it after i did counting stars, but took about an extra week just to finish it... then a few days later to get it on sf. i swear, sometimes the autumn is just as hot as the summer. okay, first: there is naughty bits.