Here I will not be doing a few things:• Explaining a characters thoughts or feelings.• Using standard paragraph story telling writing format. (Con...inue)• Explaining past information via narrator.• Having narrator exposition of any kind.• Using titles for every chapter, but maybe arcs or large groupings of chapters. (Individual chapter titles are replaced with a numerical system: continue down)Things I will be doing:• Going into extreme detail about anything and everything so long as a character. I was still really nervous, but as soon as I saw this man on his bed jerking his cock...something changed. I immediately got turned on, just looking at the scene. The porn that was playing was two young, hung, guys going at it in a whirlpool, which was definitely adding to my horniness. So there I was in my shirt and sweatpants, standing at the foot of a strangers bed, as he stared at me stroking his thick cock. At that point instinct just took over and I began to strip. But I wanted to be at. .”“I understand,” I said softly.I also looked at his penis. It seemed kind of long, and sorta thick, but I didn’t really have a base of reference to judge it by. I then remembered Jenna and Erica very shamelessly discussing the size of their boyfriends’ cocks at lunch and I recalled them saying they had even measured them.I tried to make an educated guess. Did Anthony look like he was five inches, or six inches, or... Anthony’s voice broke me out of my deep reflection. “Can you slide over,. There were puddles of sperm everywhere on the window seat. I grabbed one of the hand towels that I kept hanging under my computer desk; cleaned up; threw my dirty clothes in the hamper and headed for the bathroom. Even though I was sweaty and slightly red from the sun, I still took a hot shower. I loved hot baths, probably because I always had to swim in freezing cold pools. While I stood there under the warm water my mind began to wander to Staci again. I thought about her walking to the pool.