Based on myroyalties, quite a few of you have bought one - "for a friend" maybe,because I'm not the kind of author people seem happy to admit they rea...d.I'll take the money regardless.Anyway, today I was just freewheeling, throwing ideas up into the airand seeing which ones land, and since I'm a nice guy I thought I mightshare the process with my readers, so I'm typing this out as I think it- no edits, no corrections, whatever comes, comes.So first, I was thinking about writing itself, and what. A left turn and a few steps later, I gently pushed my way through three girls who were standing outside the door to the room. A blonde girl was lying on the floor, on her side, with Cecilia sitting next to her.“What happened?” I asked.“We were just talking and suddenly she like had a seizure or something,” a brunette standing in the corner of the room said.I got down on my knees and checked for a pulse and breathing, and sighed in relief when I felt a rapid pulse and shallow breaths.“I had the. "I'm going to break this floating bank. At the same time, Hank watched two jackpots and a lemmon. "No! Just let me be a winner once!" "House wins!" the chips were racked in. "No more bets!" Frustated, the brothers went out to the deck. They noticed the stormy skies but didn't care. Hank looked over the rail at the choppy sea. "Thought we'd start this new year on easy street," Tom sighed. "What will it take to make something out of. As the ride continued, we heard a faint, small farting noise erupt from Britney's seat. My mom looked at Britney with a quizzical glance. Britney said, she REALLY needed to go to the bathroom. She'd been holding everything in all game. God, this was go fucking hot. The smell of her fart began to waft to the backseat, which only made Adam and I rub our cocks harder. We knew we would feast on this thong that would certainly be completely vile at this point. We finally parked, and Britney got out.