All open-access and free-to-read, of course. The stories published here will be my unwitting test material as I check out different sites by posting t...em there. Otherwise, have fun. I'll drop writers notes in the comments section as always so look out for those and happy reading!~ MenoetesAuthors Note: Hello Dearest Reader. Menoetes here again.I really hope you are enjoying this silly collection of saucy stories or maybe one of my other sordid tales. If you are then please let me know! Writers. We should stay together." This was and wasn't totally like the Tammi she knew and loved. Tammi should have been terrified, not leading the group into danger. It was like Tammi was walking down a well known path, anxious to reach the chasm that Lori now saw ahead. She expected to see Tammi skipping any moment.True to form, Tammi did skip up to the edge of the brook. She shouted, "Hurry up slow pokes, we are being chased you know." She hopped from one foot to another at the edge of the stream. I. Some of it was fun; they kept teasing each other, touching, kissing. Having Jasmine’s undivided attention was actually a blast.The wig was heavy on his head, a red wig, which she said went well with his skin and eye color. There was a sheet over the mirror and now was the moment of truth and he figured he would win the bet, there was no fucking way . . .Jasmine quickly yanked off the sheet and suddenly Doug was face to face with the result and he froze in shock. Jasmine grinned at his surprise.. .and he says..."yeah...your carrot cake looks good"...looks at me...and I shake my head...he places his hand on my back and says..."we will share"...His hand remains there...and then he rubs my back and says that I am tense...All I can think of is..."oh fuckety fuck fuck fuck!!!" as I could feel stirrings deep down...and I took my hand off his and sat on them..."You don't trust yourself do you?" " No I don't...I do not want to do silly things and we are in a coffee shop...let's enjoy this.