Why they love an ugly mug like yours is beyond me…’ That made Waylon grin, ‘Hey, I used to be pretty sheriff. Not my fault I met up with the wro...g man.’ ‘You did at that, your momma and dad, they handling this okay?’ ‘Yeah, thanks for at least waiting until the wedding was over. Heather looked damn pretty, and Mike will be a good husband for her…’ They had gotten back the day before the wedding and walked into total chaos. Keni and Noreen had started to pitch in as soon as introductions were. He enthusiastically went through the mildly aggravating process of transferring to file to txt format before sending it off to countless different erotic fiction and forum sites for reader apraisal. Now all he had to do was wait until it was up on the world wide web for all to see.Three days later it was up on the EMSCA and the comments had started to trickle in. To Jerry's amazement though the reaction was not good, in fact some of it was just plain insulting. On the forums themselves readers. I hear you open a door and you make me move forwards by slapping my arse. I move slowly into the room and hear you close the door behind you, still holding my arms behind me you move me further into the room. You walk me forward until I can feel a bed next to my legs. Letting go of my arms you push my forward so I'm laid face down on the bed. I try to sit up but you tell me to stay where I am. I do as you say and feel your hand stroke across my arse. As my arse lifts to meet your hand you move. Our doom approached us from the north.The cliff I stood on, amidst few friendly faces and a gaggle of noble fools, was both a benefit and a curse. One the one hand, we could not be attacked from the rear by a second set of darkspawn. However, that came with the drawback of not having anywhere to retreat to. If we were overwhelmed by the darkspawn we had clearly underestimated, we had nowhere to run.“Cailan, they’re coming,” I whispered, hoping no one would notice. Hoping he’d believe me, even.