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Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition
Dagi:
--- Quote from: louise van hine on June 15, 2007, 05:50:12 am ---When Ennis woke, his fingers were still buried in Jack's hair, and he leaned close, sifting through it, holding it to his lips, and then kissing the averted neck, once and then again, a surge of pleasure welling up, and he engulfed Jack in a bear hug that caused the sleeper to stir, startle, and then moan softly as he woke, captive in Ennis's arms.
"Huh, whuh?" Jack mumbled, still groggy, lifting his head, and Ennis put his lips to that spot once more, fragrant with the salt of his sweat.
"C'mere boy, got somethin fer you."
--- End quote ---
Hey Louise, what a beautiful surprise! And you put us all to a shame (exept Toycoon, of course) sticking to the 3-sentence rule... sexy and sweet! Go on, Louise, the first thing to learn here is that we are never satisfied, we always want MOOORE!
Shasta542:
The boys got out of Toycoon's water and into Louise's bed!! MMmmmmm.....what a beautiful progression. Thanks Toycoon and Louise. <3
Clyde-B:
--- Quote from: littlewing1957 on June 14, 2007, 11:41:27 pm ---Tammy Wroe wiped her brow, unable to believe the progress she was making in getting the cabin ready for sale. Her grandpa, Don Wroe, left the cabin to her when he died in 1994. Tammy didn’t know what to think or what to do when she learned that the cabin was hers. Tammy loved her grandfather, but she never spent much time with him. Her mom worked in the movie business, and moved Tammy to California when she was only 3 years old.
Tammy’s life in L.A. was good, but when she found herself short on cash, she decided to visit Wyoming for the second time in her life. Selling the good sized cabin may ease the financial burden of raising 2 children all alone. The year 2025 was proving to be very hard for Tammy, and she needed the money. Tammy’s once lucrative fortune telling business was beginning to suffer, even though her psychic gifts were genuine, and she helped a lot of people. But times were hard and people could no longer afford to spend good money on fortune tellers. Yes, selling Don Wroe's cabin was the only way. Cleaning the cabin was backbreaking work, but it had to be done. It took her 2 days to prepare the living room and kitchen. Nothing left to do but clean the bathroom and the 3 bedrooms. But as Tammy stepped into the master bedroom for the first time, she felt it!
Tammy braced herself against the sensation. As she touched the quilt on the well preserved bed, Tammy thought she would fall in a swoon. The energy was overpowering! A male energy: passionate, forceful, very loving. And suddenly from the corner of her eye, she saw it. Tammy fell to the dusty carpet as she saw 2 shadowy images – vague, flowing, and twirling together in a dance of love. Tammy never knew the history of Don Wroe’s cabin or what went on there. But she knew the feeling of love, and this room was thick with it. Tammy remembered entering rooms in homes, schools, restaurants and was amazed by the level of energy trapped there. Some of it was so vile and brutal that she became ill. But the energy that was trapped here, in Don Wroe’s master bedroom? Tammy couldn’t believe it. She wanted to know the names of the men whose loving energy is trapped in her granddad’s cabin. When she was able to compose herself, Tammy pulled herself off the floor. In a moment she knew that she could never sell the place…
--- End quote ---
You ought to write "Ghost Whisperer" and sell them your idea!
Toycoon:
--- Quote from: louise van hine on June 15, 2007, 05:50:12 am ---When Ennis woke, his fingers were still buried in Jack's hair, and he leaned close, sifting through it, holding it to his lips, and then kissing the averted neck, once and then again, a surge of pleasure welling up, and he engulfed Jack in a bear hug that caused the sleeper to stir, startle, and then moan softly as he woke, captive in Ennis' arms.
"Huh, whuh?" Jack mumbled, still groggy, lifting his head, and Ennis put his lips to that spot once more, fragrant with the salt of his sweat.
"C'mere boy, got somethin fer you."
--- End quote ---
Sexy and salty stuff, Louise. I love the stories where the boys wake up together. And your adherence to the 3 sentence rule... well, you're a woman after my own heart. None'a these other rebel rousers ever listen ta me!
Toycoon:
Hey there Clyde-B,
Ain't ya gonna write something hot fer us? Don't be a wallflower, let's see yer stuff!
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