(Darkside) Elaine, how long does it take you to write a story?(Elaine) A long time! Some have taken months, some have taken weeks! The longer the stor..., the harder it is.(Darkside) Me, too! On average takes me 18 months to write one. Do you do a lot of background reading?(Elaine) Yes, I do, but that is not the reason why it takes so long, it is just one of continuity. I like to write the story in full as I go. I can get the first 20 pages in almost one sitting and then, well I never seem to get. Seeing that side was unruffled, they must have begun screwing the moment they got into bed, possibly even before, knowing her. My first thought was to look for pools of spoof on the veranda because it was cooler out there last night. I opened her wardrobe, that's the big, wall length one, not the piss-fart little one beside the front window where my clothes reside.I mostly emptied the wardrobe, arms filled with her shit. I sat on the case and refastened the clips. It was heavy as I lowered it. I leant forwards and started licking her gently, Hatti was already turned on, and that agreed with her. I was supposed to be the entertainment, so I was going to draw this out as long as possible. I could hear the other guests making comments, and laughing, I tuned them out and concentrated on my job, and enjoying myself. Someone told me later, it was 20 minutes before she finally came, and slumped onto the ottoman. Iya crawled over to hug her, trailing her leash behind her.Next Enya drew Bea's. "Are you going to the footy tomorrow?" he asked."No," I told him, "not this weekend. I'm expecting some visitors tomorrow."I heard a soft snigger from Tracy."Come on, Diana," she said, tapping the crossword. "It's your turn."- - -The next day I spent bumming around the house. It was a nice day, weather wise, and I managed to get through a few outstanding jobs. I didn't really expect Tracy and Diana to come round.I mean, seriously. You suggest to a couple of lovely ladies that they come to your.