"Not really. I don't think of myself as that kind of writer. "500 Annies' was actually a fluke, a combination of circumstances that can never be repea...ed. I don't have the imagination to write fiction, and can't think of anything else that interests me." Why don't you write about relationships? You seem to be good at it." Already done that, honey, and frankly the thought of having more women tell me their life stories doesn't appeal to me anymore." Who said it had to be women? Ever wonder what. Yet I don’t remember all of their names.My pants tightened watching my girls playfully elbow each other for the first taste of dick, their hungry mouths open like a brood of baby birds, so I pulled them down to offer my adoring fans what they had been missing for only a few hours. They might only care about sex but I like to go out with friends once in a while. The young brunette... Amelie? Emily? The one wearing a tight dress with so little chest coverage that her bouncing breasts were held by. . I couldn’t nap ... and that’s the biggest reason for my Fashion Minimalist ... it reclines. I have spent the night in it. Some days I’m here too long to drive home ... so.I sat on my chair on my side, he sat in my exceedingly ornate reject. The rat liked it. He settled in like ... well ... like he liked it.He started, “Godmama wants to ... something?”“Godmama?”“The Queen.” As if that made all the difference“Just making sure,” I said. I waved my hand in the gesture that says ‘please,. .. that isn't mine, I've never seen it before, I swear Officer!" Christine said."That's what they all say, Ma'am," he replied. "I'm afraid you'll have to come down to the station, we'll have to charge you with theft!" he added.Christine broke down, as she sat on the bed. "No, please. You can't, my parents would kill me if they thought I'd done this, and I didn't. I swear to you Officers, I'm innocent!"She piled on the waterworks, it worked in the past with some male Police Officers to get her.