“Ah bullshit,” I laughed. “I write porn. It has nothing to do with art. It’s an outlet, and it’s fun, but it’s not art.” She seemed thou...htful and serious when she replied. “I think writing is an art,” she said quietly. “At least not less than any other art.”“Well, alright,” I said. “If you think of my writing as art, then it’s very, very dirty art.” I laughed. “So, I guess your ... characters, then, are ... unconventional women?” she asked. I shrugged. “What’s a conventional woman? I love all. "I'm sorry—I completely forgot that I never told you how I fixed the Jason problem. In short, I distracted him. I had him meet me at the toy store, and I introduced him to Clara. The rest, as they say, is history. Jason never knew what hit him, and after Cyclone Clara was through with him, he was no longer interested in becoming valedictorian."She stared at me open-mouthed. I reached out a finger to lift her chin into position, but she continued to stare at me a moment longer before bursting. ” Her apology was as sincere as her current state of arousal. She gave her boyfriend the information he wanted, and maybe the information that she wanted to confess, both to him and to herself. “Yes, I was looking at his big cock under his pants while he punished me.”With this taboo admission, Sean let Victoria’s pleated skirt fall back over her bottom, but then he spun his girlfriend around once more so that she faced him and was looking down from above as he knelt before her. He then raised. And also to let him know that I was not pregnant All seem to be going my way. By the time I got home I only had a little over a hour before Jim got home and I had to get supper ready.Now Jim got home from work, we ate supper. Then did everything we needed to do and then went to bed a little early, Mondays is always rough on everybody. After Jim turned the lights off and crawled into bed, I snuggled up close to him. I spoke very gently to him and said, "hunny,, are you sure you want to go.