And many times those remarks would be about another story—even written by a different author, as if he had forgotten upon which bit of prose or poet...ry he had been feasting. In all cases his carping rhetoric left a foul odor that poisoned the air we breathe. This year I’m going to bag the spiteful Mordacious Troll. I already have a place to hang his head, once I have it stuffed and mounted. I left the house the next morning and ventured into Literotica Forest. I was dressed in the best. All it took was one lousy Vicodin from her stash, a couple of hits of the good stuff she and Macy had been saving for a rainy day and a healthy dose of Brian Eno's Music for Airports from her iPod. After that she just laid herself down on the dingy couch and stared at the ceiling until the numbness overtook her and she finally managed to fall asleep just as the battery died and the music fell silent.As she slept she happily achieved her goal of nothingness. She only slept and forgot what a. ”I listened carefully and thought about it. “What would be our cut?”“$10,000.”“Whoa! That’s a lot of money. I can’t say that Cindy would be up for that, and our dom/sub relationship is not such that it is something I would command her to do. Let me check and get back to you.”“Okay. It would have to be weekend after this one, so don’t take too long. I have to let them know by this Friday.”“Okay. I’ll call back this afternoon.”I waited until I got home and approached Cindy. She looked at me a. Now the story began, this happened in summer season and I love summer season very much specially rainy days. One day season was very cold and rain was starting but rain was not very much but sufficient to stop class and I had to go home then Shaheen told me that come and sit in my car so she would drop me and if you cannot come in my car then you cannot feel well andthen I realized that the idea was right so I sat in her car and she started the car and also see my paint.I asked her what you see.