He has good taste, and thus it's a good site, but it's not meant to be what Mindy's is.(*Bashful) Your stories say you wrote them on such and such a d...te. Do you mean that you sat down and wrote it all on one day or is that the completion date?(RLoner) I usually write stories in one day, and thus those dates express the day I wrote them. On the rare occasions where a story's taken longer to write, those dates reflect the day I posted them in their final form to a list.(Mindy) You knew this was. Ted grinned and put his arm around Mike, clinking their beers together as his dutiful wife worshiped their dicks. Ted and Mike had been more brothers than friends, though not related. They'd been through thick and thin, and shared so much of their lives together over the decades. Ted was stoked to share his wife with his best friend, too. Plus, Ted knew about Mike's huge dick, and it was undeniably thrilling to watch Anna work out her slut energy on Mike's towering slab of man meat. Anna bobbed. She nodded. He stabbed the end of an artificial blood pack into her arm to try to keep enough blood in her system to keep her heart beating. She didn’t flinch. He wondered, with her back shattered between her shoulder blades, if she even felt it.Back at the Target Club, Jake was waking up.“Oh, God! That hurts!” Jake mumbled, then held his stomach tightly and tried to sit up.“Stay still!” the officer commanded. “There’s an ambulance coming! I don’t want you rupturing anything, okay?”Jake lay. ‘Anything you want.’ ‘Okay,’ Stephanie said. ‘Twenty bucks.’ ‘Deal.’ We shook hands. ‘Ready?’ ‘Easiest twenty dollars I’m going to make,’ she answered. I held the pen around five inches from her eyes and Stephanie gazed on it. Twenty seconds later she blinked and shook her head. ‘I wasn’t ready,’ she protested. ‘Okay,’ I agreed. ‘It’s easier if you take deep breaths.’ She started to breathe deeply, her tits rising and falling into a delicious rhythm. ‘Stephanie, you are getting very relaxed..