And the stories changed as they went along." Because of the reactions of the readers?" Of course. The characters live in a world where such things are...possible. I became used to starting a story by simply selecting my characters and allowing the situation – and the readers – to determine what happens to them. The stories follow their own trail, the characters their own fates. Sometimes I can see what is happening, sometimes not." But if Suzie fails to extricate herself, won't your publishers be. I guess, though, it may be too late for safe sex."Amanda laughed. "It would be if Brian hadn't made me go to the hospital when he picked me up. I have no diseases to worry about, but I do need a place to get more birth control pills before we get more than a week into our great adventure." I'm sorry I didn't have enough consideration to discuss this with you before we acted like mink. I just haven't been in a relationship since Jane died." Then I'm honoured at what you are offering me now.. " Sunflower sighed. "I know I do. I swear, my tongue practically get's an erection when I watch the Princess during the Summer Sun Celebration. I would just love to dive right in and shove my muzzle between her hind legs!" Yeah, I wouldn't mind a taste of Alicorn myself. Ol' Sun Butt has got it goin' on." Boss, don't blaspheme!" Sunflower squealed as she giggled. "I tell you what. I'll give up my salary for two whole years if you call the Princess that to her face tonight in the reception. Heather promptly stuffed her two fingers into her pussy, drawing a squeek of excitement from herself. Uncle Jake's eyes stared at the tight of her teenage fingers disappearing into her pink pussylips, as if her cunt was swallowing them, then watching them re-emerge only to be shoved back inside. "Yeah, baby," he moaned, "do it, fuck youself -- now, tell me, who's Camille, what's she look like?" Oh, fuck!" Heather grunted and winced, her pussy seemed so tight, yet it was so wet, she wanted to.