He couldn’t move at all as she wrapped her hand around his shaft fully. She was smiling up at him with those blue eyes.The sight of the blonde nurse...between his legs with his cock in her hand, still fully dressed in her uniform, and the feel of her touch soon became overwhelming. With a sudden jerk and no warning, he erupted, spurting ropes of cum onto Katie’s face and uniform shirt. Not thinking until he had stopped, he sat up straight and apologized, “Oh damn, I’m sorry. I just—”Katie blinked. (Anne-Mal) Is that why you don't want anyone to read it? (Chilli) No, Ann -- I don't want anyone to read it because I think it's my worst work. There are much better examples of my writing on Fictionmania. May I ask a question? (PJ) (You just did!) (Chilli) Did any of you read my poem, "A TG Christmas"? If so, did you like the poetry concept? (And, if you didn't read it, WHY NOT? *Grin*) (*Wendy-J) ROTF The Nerve! (It really was a good poem. Possibly the first poem submitted to FM) (SteveZ) I. Jen had never been to this theater , but not surprising she didn't go out much, it was a bit out of the way, she noticed a few strange posters for other movies, they seemed to be a bit more provocative that the norm, she went in and found a seat near the center, it was about a quarter full, quite dark so she couldn't see who they were, not that it mattered, an older man came and sat beside her, she noticed him check out her body but again, something she was getting used to. The show began, it. Orville surveyed the weight room and decided we needed to update my chart and start one for him. We recorded our weights and measurements on the charts and got started. I tried to explain that I hadn't lifted for about three months but could not make Orville agree that I needed to ease back into my routine. He didn't talk much but he was a taskmaster, demanding that I do one more, one more, and one more. I tried to work him just as hard as he worked me but he just laughed at me. When we stopped.