She was just an old softy! Of course, she would still kick my ass if I ever said that out loud; though the thought of teasing her about that brought a...dim smile to my face."Adorable, aren't they?"My solitary daydreaming was interrupted by a female voice. By a deep, harmonious voice the source of which was a prototypical 'California Girl.' Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, some freckles, and just enough curves. I made sure that my gaze remained on her eyes."Yes, they are. I'm sorry, I was lost in my. You can witness of the adventures of this different fictional characters, or better, interact with them, and be part of their adventures. There are no limits on how you can interact with the characters, just try to be creative but credible, and have fun writing them. However, there are some ground rules, and the chapters that no respect them will not be published:No Gore, golden shower, scat, violence against or degradation of any character.No Futa.No Simpsons characters, since I already have. Pretty new to this writing but always been a active reader from many years. I still remember those days all night reading stories and telling in home that I’m collecting notes for studies.Lol coming to the story this happened between me and my gorgeous lady. I am sorry I don’t wish to disclose her name because she said she is not into revealing her name. We can call her as Sapna, in her 30’s even the creator won’t accept she is in her 30’s now.Her hubby owns a business proper bangloreans, fair. I also saw it was a stick, not an automatic."So how long did it take?" I asked."Take? Take what?" For Dad to show you how to drive a stick," I replied. I knew the high school's driver training course didn't cover manual transmissions anymore so it must have fallen to Dad to teach him the intricacies of synchronizing the clutch and stick."Oh, Jeez, Tommy. I thought I'd never get it figured out! Every time I'd try to shift there'd be this God-awful grinding! Finally, I got it, but I'll bet we.