“So what happened? I mean you went all that way just to hear him tell you to get lost? What?” she said. “Did you get a word in edgewise? I mean ...othing?”“Not exactly,” he said.“Okay?” she said.“Well, I found him like I said. He was in that VFW bar. He saw me come in, and I was determined. I was going to make him listen, at least that,” he said.“Okay?” she said.“He saw me when I came in. As I came up to him, he was all but snarling at me. Before I said anything he jumped on me saying that you’d. He had become rather skilled at it since they started being intimate with each other after the spring semester ended. When she had told Melinda she simply did not need to relieve herself anymore, she had meant it. Doing this with Brad two or three times a week was more than enough to satisfy her.Heather began to rise. Brad stepped up the pace, pressing his tongue against her sensitized clit, stroking it firmly and quickly. He withdrew one of his hands from her body and probed her opening with a. It’s like seeing an accident as it happens, you see it but still you can’t believe it. Oh my god you whisper but there’s nothing you can do about its happening. You can’t shouldn’t I hear myself trail off into a shallow sigh stunned and overwhelmed by what I’m seeing and feeling as my words drift away.I’m swallowed up by the moment I feel like I’ve been trapped inside a shrinking, airless bubble and all of a sudden it bursts and I’m free. The actual rush of it is beyond words; I just can’t. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my head from time to time for you to (hopefully) enjoy. It's not the beginning of an epic saga or even a sweeping chronicle. No, Most Patient Reader. It will simply be a collection of 5k - 20k word smutty stories that will each have a beginning, middle and end written by yours truly.Think of it as a psychic dumping ground of an over-active imagination that spends far too much time obsessing about.