I suppose the reason I don't drop characters from my stories is that too many people have dropped out of my life, and I don't like the concept of peop...le just disappearing! Everybody has a life in my stories and I like to write that fact in. Lives are complicated!(Mindy) Do you have a story out there that you wish you couldwithdraw or re-write?(JRD) That I could withdraw? No. But sometimes when I'm writing, Ithink of multiple ways a story could go and choose one of them. Sometimes when I. But now tell me about the good stuff. I want to know how he fucks you, how you fuck him, what he likes, does he like anything weird or dirty, I want all the dirty details.” “Beth, I don’t think I should, I mean he is your dad and I’m your teacher, it wouldn’t be right.” Beth leaned forward and laughed. Deep down I knew this is where this night would end up going and deep down I wanted it to go this way. She looked me right in the eyes and said, “Ms. Adams, you don’t think its right? You know. In response to her disobedience, Lucian harshly bites her right thigh- his left- until he hears her screech in pain and hes sure that his markll be left for days- when he pulled back it looked deep red against her otherwise pale skin. That would definitely have to change… Hes quick to bite her again before he all but rips off the lightly stained dress and her rather plain looking panties and thrusts into her without a thought to if he was hurting her or not, his rage was already boiling over. Time is money to those guys and they’re MUCH faster than us. When he passed, we got rocked by the wave he kicked up.“Oh.”“And ‘blooch!” and I have to fish you out before the crabs get you.”Grin. “You’d’ve done it, though.”“Or EPA would’ve fined me for polluting a waterway.”“Evil!”“Cute!”And she surprised me by swinging around and brushing her lips against mine.Neither of us said a thing. We watched the stern of that ship receding in the distance. She grabbed her iPad off the settee, looked up.