The wall moved, the bricks turned, and the living morter sunk away, out of the forming doorway in the wall. we walked through and saw the fog clear up.
before us were fifteen people. yes, people. anthrans. but not like us.
Sci-Fi, Space
Fear, hunger, anxiousness, excitement, all of these things flooded my thoughts as we flew ever closer to our new home, the battlefield. I tried to suppress the thought that we might be lucky to survive a year in combat, but no matter how hard I tried...
Depression, Dragon, Hate, Human, Iraq, Love, Morter, Sorrow, War death, fight, plain
"rememba tha morter last night? someone got hit."
"i hope they're all right!" wondered phill, truly empathetic for his army comrads.
"it was tha' one fuels chick, the golden retreiva, rememba her?
Depression, Ejaculation, M/F, Masturbation, Military, Realistic, Solo, Wolf
Unlike a lot of the others, i got my start in a 'brink and morter' card room as opposed to the online varity. now, don't get me wrong; a lot of world class poker players come from internet backgrounds. i will give credit where credit is due.
Blowjob, Booze, Cougar, Deer, Drugs, Sex, poker