Excuses 3: Lost Bunny

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you don't like it, don't read it. \*\*\* Casey and Kimm have each had time with Mr. Judd, learning about him and even more about themselves in the process. It's been a pretty awesome couple of weeks, but an appointment for Kimm...

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Rapture (unfinished failure)

Started off as a gorefest for Saturday's Judgment Day, got bored with killing people and just left it. It could have been something more had I had time to really work on it, but there's more important porn to be written at the moment. Enjoy if you...

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A Work of Love: Prologue

This is the prologue and setup to a graphic novel concept [!["themadbadger"](%5C ""themadbadger"")](%5C) and I have been throwing around for a while now. It's a nice little story about Quinn the badger and his pursuit of a house owned by a...

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Excuses 2: Free Candy

\*\*\* copyright 2010 whyte yote "i'm going to hell," casey panted as he jogged around a corner. his cell phone was a pendulous weight in his pocket, slapping against his thigh. "i'm going to hell for sure. god dammit, kimm..."

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Easy Money

A fox with a debt to pay goes to unusual lengths to get his creditors off his back. So what if he has to spend an evening as a sex toy? Sounds easy. But, unlike the title says, easy money is rarely easy... \*\*\* AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE FOLLOWING IS...

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One Week

_Author's Note: If you don't like any of this stuff, don't read it. Otherwise, enjoy. FEEDBACK always welcome to: [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)_ \*\*\* He comes on Wednesday night, when foot...

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Where There's a Will...

_ _copyright 2009, whyte yotã©.â feedback always welcome to:â [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)_ _\*\*\*_ â _this is it.â this is what hell must be like_.

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Mile Marker Redux: Florida to New York

After a certain point, you get a feel for the road. You talk to a guy with under ten years of experience, and he'll go on about knowin' what the truck's gonna do over any particular type of pavement, whether it's miles of straight black asphalt...

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Redwoods

"Lookit! There, do you see it?" "No, I can't!" "Right _there_! Right in front of us!" I strain to see out the windshield, following my father's pointing finger into the dark woods all around us. At first,...

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Full Circle

_Well, one out of two ain't bad_, the fox thinks, his leather-gloved paws squeezing the handlebar grips hard. Â There were two sayings Richard Patrick kept mulling over in his head the whole way over to his old high school, where he now sits in...

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Bolt's First Nut

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS IS AN ADULT STORY. IF YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO READ IT, DON'T. IF YOU OBJECT TO THE CONTENT, GO AWAY. THANKS! \*\*\* FEEDBACK always welcome to:Â [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection) \*\*\* Bolt's...

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Puppy Wanna Cracker?

Copyright 2009 whyte yote sam was on his third sweet tea, and it showed. he was past the point of replenishing the ice in the narrow collins glass as it melted, because his teeth were already sensitive to sweets and he didn't need to add cold to that.

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