If you find any, please, just ignore them or treat them as historical fiction.I labeled this ‘Fantasy/Sci-Fi’, because it’s probably the broades... of categories but I’d certainly like to see it develop into other genres. Don’t hesitate to contribute a piece of your writing and add a twist to the story; the setting is quite flexible and interesting in my opinion. Have fun.Although it was definitely not the end of its troubles, the end of the war against the Turks brought relief to the Holy Roman. She crouched there on all fours, waiting for him. “Come on, baby,” she purred. “Fuck me good.” Aware that his bedroom curtains were open, Ricky stepped up behind Christine and gripped her hips. He pictured Sarah watching him, gasping with desire. With one sharp thrust, he entered the writhing blonde. She cried out, clutching his bedsheets in her fists. “That's it, baby. Fuck me good.” Ricky pounded into her, his eyes closed. He pictured Sarah, sucking his cock. He pictured his face buried. She puts a huge towel over the window and pins it there. that will help you me bill. She walks over and fluffs my pillow for me. I lay down and she starts rubbing my shoulders. mr bill that's big shoulders, and that's a big tool you got too. sure bet you give a lot of loving with that. I smile and say thanks. She walks out and leaves the door open. 20 min later comes by and looks in, mr bill you can not go back to sleep can you? I will get there, me bill can I help you? I know I can. What can. Having traveled my own path in life, I didn't think much of the drama that pervaded family affairs. In fact, I actively avoided it. She was gone. No amount of yelling or avoidance was going to change that. But one morning it dawned on me that my grandpa was now all alone within his house deep in the woods. My cousins, aunts, uncles, and even my own mother had forgotten him -- caught up in their own selfish sorrow and loathing that they had abandoned all appreciation for the life he still lived..