Traffic was not co-operating with that. When the near lanes were clear, the far lanes were full and when the far lanes were clear, the near lanes were...full. Ryan knew that if he followed Colonial Avenue to the right, eventually he would reach an intersecting road that led to Franklin Road. Then he could drive back to the intersection the man had named. Ryan turned right, and began looking for his turn.There were two turns that Ryan could take to reach Franklin Road. He missed the first one, and. The delay didn’t really bother her. Despite the late hour, she was still on Rocky Mountain Time. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t tired, just that she wasn’t all that tired.“What were you reading?” Betsy asked.“A murder mystery,” the man answered holding the book up so that she could see the cover.“Is it any good?”The driver said, “It’s okay. It’s kind of weird, but it seems to me that all of these stories are about murder victims who are rich. I read a lot of murder mysteries and they’re all. My brain was no longer saying this was wrong. If anything, it was a little numb to everything that had just happened. As I looked at my naked daughter lying there I heard her say “Daddy?” as a means to break my spell. In that instant I decided that if I was going to do this, I was going to do this right and as she began to repeat her question, I leaned in and kissed her. Not a kiss that a father would give a daughter, but a full on tongue wrestling kiss with all the passion of new lovers.. I put out, on my StoriesOnline Blog account, a request for an E-Book provider that doesn’t mind if it is dirty, incestuous, or obscene. Considering you can write a story with 14 year olds doing things I had yet to do myself, I was hopeful.I also googled ‘Places who will publish dirty stories, ‘ on my desktop, getting ‘Tough Nickel, ‘ ‘Writing World, ‘ and others as well. Along the way, I found that Amazon will publish dirty stories, as well.In my research, I had found some people talking about.