"Yes, there is a lot of passion inside of me and some days I feel really sad and dejected that I can't share it. Or worse when it is offered and sound...ly rejected. I write about making a woman cum so hard that her toes curl because that is the unfulfilled dream I take with me to bed every night. I'm an old school romantic who desires, better said, needs the crying out, sheet grabbing passion to enjoy being with someone. Unlike most of the folks who cum to V9 for a quick story, something wholly. I wouldn't really now where to begin yet.(*Anne-Mal) Their loss is our joy!(Morpheus) Eventually I hope to finish my book and get it published.(Nicole) How many finished stories are ready for posting, Morpheus?(Morpheus) I post my stories as soon as I finish with them. (ranko) Have you ever thought of writing a comic book?(Morpheus) Ranko, not really. I'm more interested in coming up with the characters and some situations.(*Anne-Mal) Do you think posting to the net has helped you as a. Agnes and Desiree were to share a room, single beds Desiree hoped. Brother and sister went off with the bags and as the pleasantries with the parents commenced Desiree cringed, hearing Clive shout, ‘Why did you have to bring frigid face with you and have me thrown out of my room?’ ‘Because I’m entitled to friends and anyway, have you noticed the tits?’ ‘Yeah, but I don’t even like giving up my room for a decent pair of handgrips.’ ‘You’re foul.’ ‘You’re gay.’ Mrs Brown sighed, ‘Oh dear, the. I felt something hard and took her hand, holding it up in front of my face. She had her ring on, that beautiful ring Hiram had made those years ago. I looked at her, a question in my eyes.She just nodded, and started talking, "How long do you have to stay in the hospital? Joe said there would be at least one more round of surgery, is that true?" She sounded more, I don't know, more sure of herself.She seemed quite pleasant — like she had been when I first met her. I told her what the doctor had.