I've seen the TV series, but have no interest in writing about it.(*Anne-Mal) Is there any subject you wouldn't write about?(Morpheus) Anne-Mal, there...are some that I wouldn't write about, though I won't bother to list them.(Paul1954) How are you finding this experience? I found it exhausting, but fun!(Morpheus) Paul, I am enjoying this experience and find it interesting!(Kim) Is there anything we should "take away" from your stories? (Aside from a good read :)(Morpheus) Sometimes I throw in a. Hefound out other things from the diary, and lost track of time, until heheard a telephone ring.Putting down the diary he cautiously picked up the phone, answering,"Hello?" hoping that it wasn't for Sheila. The voice on the other end was that of a man, saying, "Shiela, I'm glad Icaught you. I'm sorry I'm going to be late getting home. I probably won'teven be able to make till tomorrow s so don't worry." "That's all right", Steve improvised, hoping it was what this Sheila wouldsay."I love you. She was young and sexy. They were going to a party then back to his house or a hotel. She wore a short white dress. It was backless down to her ass crack. The front was open to her navel which barely covered her huge tits. The only part covered were her nipples. The sides were split to the tops of her legs. She was just like the young girls he dated. In the back of the limo he shut the privacy screen and began to kiss her and run his hand inside the skimpy dress to her nipples. Then he. Masters McClain sat on his swivel chair, rocking back and forth and puffing energetically on the skinny cigar. His lips cracked into a peculiar, somewhat unpleasant smile.Just as Lenny felt the huge organ smashing up into her for a third time, she saw Imenlo's face freeze into a pallid contortion. He was coming.His climax was sudden and violent. It was over as quickly as it had begun. The beast had serviced her and promptly fell asleep on top of her.She struggled to get out from under him..