The sensation of disbelief, control andrepulsion. I will never care for any of my characters for longer than I need for them to paint their picture. I...wanted to say this as not to offend, or grate against the creative sensibilities of others who use the site as an emotionally supportive outlet or require something different to what I provide.To the rest of you, I hope you continue to enjoy the inside of my head.`Wanting This' - by: Apathy LushThe dull ache of time passing, he licked his lips. It didn’t take him long to obtain what he needed. He was savvy; he knew where to go to get the agents.He obtained quantities of stimulants and aphrodisiac agents, and began giving them to his daughter and Jeannie. At first he mixed them in drinks till the two women were stoned enough; then he had them to snort a powder form of the agents. The result was that his daughter and Jeannie stayed bombed–and horny….Jerry watched as his first customer fucked Donna. The man pumped his. I haven't been able tocontact her and do not have her approval for this attempt but hope shefinds it acceptable.It is important that you read her works about Elizabeth's Salon beforereading my continuation. There are three stories here on Fictionmaniathat describe Elizabeth's salon: Every Man Ought To Be Beautiful,Elizabeth's Salon For Men and Elizabeth's Salon For Men- First TripUpstairsI plan to write this continuation in sections as it will be quite longand I would love some feedback as I. "Hey, girl, what are you doing? We found it first!" one of the boys yelled, but she ignored them and kept walking. She made her way home and found a jar to put it in while she went online trying to figure out exactly what it was. She put the jar on her desk in her room and began surfing online when she heard a tiny but yet faint voice."Hey, you..."She looked around and tried to find the source of the voice and gasped when she saw her. In the jar was no longer a firefly but a humanoid winged.