Nearly running down the stairs, I was surprised by the smell of bacon frying. Going into the kitchen, I saw my dad standing at the stove, cooking our ...reakfast."Grab a seat, you need to have a good breakfast if you want to be able to concentrate in school," he told me, waving me toward the table. Sitting down, I waited for him to bring the bacon to the table. Once he did, we both began eating. I have to admit, the eggs and bacon were a great change from cold cereal. I thought about telling him. ..dropped away. Oh Momma...something is happening."Sarah had her phone out, and was just beginning to dial, when it rang.She looked at the caller ID. It was Erika calling her."Erika...you're where? You mean...but so soon? Of course she is withme. No...I haven't told her anything. What do you mean? Oh, thosepeople. I will. Yes, I am activating the system now. No, don't worryabout us. We will get thru this. Hey, it is what we were preparingfor. Did the kittenettes and the kittens. ) There’s a great number of stories on here that clearly learned how to write sex scenes by reading other sex stories, then swapped names and maybe if the reader is lucky, changed a few mannerisms of the characters. Worse, they might think that a character is defined by one trait (like ‘bossy,’ ‘childish’ or ‘nympho’), or maybe even just a word they use a lot, like ‘jeepers.’ The better writers make their characters less flat, by maybe daring to have more than one trait to their personality.. “Nothing serious, just a snog here and there, when I’ve had too much to drink.”Jess took this as a sign she could continue without risking embarrassment.“Would you ever go further?” she ventured.“Hmmm” mused Sarah, “guess it depends who was asking”Sarah raised her eyebrows in Jess’s direction, a cheeky smile spreading over her lips. Jess was in, and clinked Sarah’s glass with her own.“Well I’m asking” came her naughty reply.This lunchtime conversation was going to take another large glass of.