Annato: [email protected]: [email protected], I certainly have to hold you as my number one fan. I like writing erotica but your emai...s are certainly spurring me on to write more. I think of you as my muse, my writing muse, pushing me to greater heights.And about what's inside my head. Well, I'm pretty averagely-endowed physically. I've always said that I have so much fun with what I have, that if I had more, they'd have to lock me away.Thanks for your lovely words. I. I wanted to take her in my arms so bad, knowing if I tried it would scare her away. Then I took the plunge saying, from the first time I saw her I wanted so bad to just be around her, and yes, I wanted to be more than just a friend because I had strong feelings for her.There was a total silence between us, just as I was about to say sorry for being so bold, Penelope said Donnie you ain’t like all the white boys and men I been around. How am I different I asked, well you ain’t all grabby and. You came within a gnat's eyelash of dying."Oh, I'm grateful that you saved Mayberry. You managed to live through the crash and save his life at the same time, but ... think about what would have happened if you had gotten yourself killed. Chances are this Ship we're sitting in would have kissed Earth goodbye and headed home – wherever home is. Because you wanted to save someone's life, you might well have endangered..." There was a pause. "Fuck it. You survived, but I'll tell you now, if you. The sooner you do that, the sooner I can see the stars again.”“Fair enough. Thank you, Naia.” Mike stood, tossing his bloodied clothes in a hamper by the bed. Cracking open his bags, he found a pair of athletic shorts and a clean shirt to wear. Walking down the stairs, he pondered the situation that had developed. Cecilia, the crazy bitch on his front porch, had nearly killed him for touching her swing. How many others like her were there? Was he going to get killed by something that was using.