Fuzzy Navel - Chapter 1
Chris liked this portion of the drive, it was far more laid back than the bumper to bumper nascar style traffic he dealt with getting this far. it was like driving through the country.
Chapter Two: The Breaking Point
Feeling like some one put my head in a vice, then fired up about ten trucks with to many glass packs in them and had them rev up their engines like some sort of nascar event for the biggest douche.
Something About This Night
# _04 - Something About This Night_ #### We arrived again in the middle of the action, but this time the cream of the crop took to the track and stole the spotlight, overshadowing us Countrywide Series drivers. How I've always longed to be out...
Downtime
# _07 - Downtime_ #### Believe it or not, there comes a time in my life when I'm not going over a hundred miles an hour every weekend. Part of me sees the offseason as a relief from the pressure and obligation, as most of those ninety some-odd days...
In The Mood for Some Futtbucking
Maybe he really should pick up one of those magazines on the table, the one that had the semi-naked vixen on the cover and was touting that it would tell everything about nascar and the latest nitro boosters.
Becoming More Than Just Friends
Thoughts were racing around in his head like it were the nascar races up there. but among those thoughts was a subtle one. he thought for a moment. 'i wonder how his fur feels?'
Breaking the Walls
Another teaser for Thin Paper Walls ~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~ #### #### I pushed his unbuttoned plaid dress shirt off and pushed my mouth to his, smiling to myself as our lips met and tongues touched. I...
Natural Talent
# _06 - Natural Talent_ #### #### The silent anticipation just half a lap before gave way to cheering and applause from all around. The yelling and hollering of what I could now refer to as my teammates dominated the airwaves and encompassed the pit...
The Pursuit
# _05 - The Pursuit_ #### The clock hadn't quite struck 8, and the race stood just short of the halfway mark, but behind the pit box it could've been called a congregation, like the crowd of media at the red carpet for the Academy Awards. This...
Chapter 4: Ride him, Boar-Grrl!
He grabs his head, letting loose a "damn, bish..." before he sees a huge green woman bursting out the bushes, windmilling at him like white trash at a nascar tailgate party. he's used to fighting, but this?
First Patrol - Collaboration with Minothebull
"don't drive fast; you're a cop, not a nascar racer." horns berated him, even if he was just some miles over the speed limits. "you kids think everything is a race, eh?"
The Swap - Part 1
The dumb mutt had even kept a blown cylinder from her first mustang and had a jeweler friend turn it and the shards of broken glass from her first wreck from her one and only attempt at breaking into the nascar scene into a custom engagement ring.