Djmac1031
Consumate BS Artist
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- Aug 15, 2021
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Poor Patrick must be shivering at that informative note. BTW is that tale or tail?
Good catch. Thank you.
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Poor Patrick must be shivering at that informative note. BTW is that tale or tail?
Source? I really hope this isn't an i/t story.“I’m tired of burning you, Tristan. You’re stinking up my temple.” Abigail stared into his pain filled eyes. “Time for something a little more fun.”
No, that's from a story I had here a few years ago in Erotic horror. I pulled it and published it as a novel. Book two in that series.Source? I really hope this isn't an i/t story.
I will probably forget to credit you by the time I manage to steal this but if you ever see me write the phrase "udder holsters" know that I got it here.Bella put her bra back on. The term "lingerie" didn't apply to her underwear. "Lingerie" was flimsy and lightweight. Her udder holster, on the other hand, was industrial strength and practical equipment.
Cruising Altitude
Careful. You're provoking the plagiarism/breach of copyright crowd.I will probably forget to credit you by the time I manage to steal this but if you ever see me write the phrase "udder holsters" know that I got it here.
All that had remained had been the blood that someone had tried but failed to clean out of the threadbare square of carpet in front of the old fireplace. Smeared rather than cleaned, really - my mum's final act of sacrifice that had allowed me to escape and call for help.
Well that's going in a story.they think they know what hate is. I can teach them how wrong they are.
Not published yet. I'm fighting multiple wars on multiple fronts.I want to read that. Source? @onehitwanda
"Making up for last night!" Emily snarks. "Too much pokey. Not enough lickey!"
"Shit! Fuck! Stupid gnats!" Cyan loudly complains as she swats them away from her face. "Shit! One went up my nose! I'm going back to the car!"
I was comin’ like the high noon train, ‘cept the train don’t come but once.
Brilliant!My ovaries fluttered.
Thank you!Brilliant!