Part of a story
Just sort of writing a story in drips and drabs. this part isn't all that finished still have to add some thoughts.please tell me if i've made a spelling or grammar mistake as i'm really bad in those departments.
Revealing More Than Intended
Hopefully he wasn’t expecting a striptease because david was not particularly good at that sort of thing, especially not when he was this scattered.
Of Sharks And Sea Beasts
He'd heard some of the scientists talking about what it might have been, most were in agreement that there must have been some sort of ledge or rock blocking it, something that had caused the trench to be overlooked.
Sorting it Out
Sorting it Out copyright 2013 comidacomida The fight at school hadn't been Sam's fault but, as promised, the faculty had a zero tolerance policy; his mom had to come and pick him up Thursday right after lunch. He was sitting beside her when she was...
An Intermission of Sorts
(Feir's Point of View) I was happy to see Friz relax, but I refused to be satisfied until he joined us in our little regression party. Gary even offered to join if Friz did, but Friz merely said that he would so long as Gary stayed the adult....
Transformative Discipline
That's why the saturation includes a wave length that stimulates the sexual responses in the brain and body, a sort of high tech aphrodisiac.
An Interesting Sort of Warning
The second looked far more mean, lean - if it could be called that, lean only in comparison to the first - and long legged though shorter than its companion, an ugly, ruddy sort of brown as though it had flung itself into some mud and let it dry.
Dragon release!!!... of sorts.
She said eagerly as she began rubbing his erect red bulging dick as it throbbed against her fingers, desperate for any sort of stimulation.
A Different Sort of Sword
"Again!" the Swordmaster said, "Arch your elbow a tiny bit more, extend your reach. Yes, like so. Ready? Good." Carl tried the motion for the tenth time, and failed again. He heard the heavy clash of the blunted swords from the other side of the court...
Some Sort of Context
"i guess that puts all this into... some sort of context. sorry for... scaring you, like that. it's hard to say, and i just... didn't do it right." brad shook his head. "it's okay, i wasn't thinking and i panicked. i just...
Amber's 69 First Dates - The Art Room
Like some sort of cuddly shoggoth, the straining bulk of the condom squeezed in after her, but stopped after a foot or so. amber lay on her back, staring up at cindy with a dazed expression on her face. "i... i think...
To Laugh Once More
**To laugh once more.** By Ephemeral\_Dreams The blood red sun rises, painting the skies amber. My beet red irises, breaking my ties asunder. What binds me to this world, so dark and empty. What kind of pains to unfold, so stark yet temping. ...