Also i wish to point out i notice you own the bookelements of style by strunk and white.i suggest you read the book more carefullyas your own prose is...in dire need of improving.i like your poems though.if you wonder why a cockroach can write and speakenglish, much less criticize literature, let me pointout i am a reincarnated short story writer. reincarnation happens to be quite real and most ofus short story writers seem to come back as roaches.you may wish to either consider a new vice or at. I don’t want to hurt you or Da…” She stopped, bit her lip as she remembered that she could never again hurt her father.“You are a very dear and thoughtful girl, Sally, but you won’t hurt either of us. Of course you must give it to him. He will be so hurt if he thinks you haven’t remembered.”Sally feared that the stress and heartbreak of her father’s illness had finally broken her mother’s mind. Again she felt the flare of anger. Why wouldn’t her mother accept that her father would never know. Perhaps he fashioned stronger ones for me... Through all of this, Devnikolus stood patiently, his hands clasped behind his back, his red eyes dancing. One side of his mouth was turned up into a little half smile.Damn him.-Devnik-The little redhead breathed heavily as she gazed up at me. Her proud breasts rose and fell rhythmically, and a light red flush had crept into her cheeks. All that sweet, pale flesh had wobbled wonderfully as she had tried to free herself.I wanted to bite her again. I. So he told me to pull down his pants and he took of his boxers and he showed me dick lage dick i touched it it was so soft and warm he told me to opean my mouth i dident really know wat i was doing i was only 10 at the time so he stuck his dickinmy mouth and for like 5 seconds i dident move he told me to suck it like a cany and to lick it like a lolipop so i did he moad a lil and i was just doing it until he stoped and he told to me to hold on then he went out the room i fallowed he was.