“Looks like I have a bit of cleaning to do here” remarked Brett as he surveyed the cum splattered dashboard. I just smiled and said “I’ll leav... that to you, you young spunk fountain.”Five minutes later we were back on the highway and looking for a place to eat. I think we both needed a refill of protein so a nice serve of bacon and eggs went down well when we found a roadhouse not long after.The rest of the trip home was uneventful. We arrived about midday and unloaded the trailer. A nice. I've got one about a wanna-be sketch artist who gets some help from the SRU wizard.Pop Culture is hard, it has to show up in a dream for me. The hard part is I don't remember many dreams!(lana) They all sound great though! Thanks!(elrodw) Carrie's got a 'gossip list' of stories I have in works. Check her site! Does anyone want to ask about which are my least favorite stories I've written?(*Anne-Mal) About you notebook, what exactly is in it? How do you put down a story idea? Or answer your own. I think it didn't go unnoticed for her.Our first time with her happened when I once again visited their house. We were sitting in the living room: myself, my gf and her mother. Ms. Applegate was wearing a top and soft lounge shorts that exposed her long, tanned legs. Actually, my girlfriend has repeatedly criticized mother for her clothes during my visits. Yeah, Ms. Applegate was a really hot and unbridled lady. Once again catching my hungry eyes, Ms. Applegate got up from the couch and said. It didn't matter at all to me. the bed was all I had in mind.The bed was a king sized behemoth, so there was plenty of room for an orgy, if one was so inclined. Too bad I wasn't in the mood. I had the brother's grim on my mind, nothing more. I was pleasantly surprised to find that Martin was the same.It was all about the job for both of us it seemed. The woman in me was just a little disappointed. Sure I was hurt that he couldn't at least make an attempt, so that I could refuse him. Oh well,.