I'll go back to chapters 5 &6 and change them to that format in December, which is jokingly called"National Novel Editing Month" in the NaNo forum...s. It'll be good as wellfor those with old computers or text readers who can only see the ASCIItext versions.A note about the Complex dialect. The people in the Complex have beenliving apart from the rest of American culture, and language in isolatedsubcultures often stray from that of the main culture. Rather than evolveexactly as our version of. Sadness. Loss. Age. He barely felt himself sag as his legs gave way. He barely felt the smooth surface of the balcony rail as it slid beneath his suddenly cold fingers. He was unaware of hitting the hard packed earth of the courtyard. And he certainly did not feel the hot breath of his hunting dogs. Kushi heard the sudden barking of the hounds, heard it change to growls. She had once ridden with her husband, before her condition prevented such outings, and well she remembered the sounds of the. Town's dead any - way. Fucking… whore!"He cries out as he unleashes a torrent of cum in her well-stretched pussy. As he unsheaths his bare cock, he gestures at the youngest man, a lanky looking teen with acne and spiky hair, "Welcome to the club, Jimmy! Fuck 'er good." Oh God, I've waited so long for this," Jimmy says, stroking herself and moving into position. He guides the longest cock Grace has ever seen into her pussy. He begins bucking into her aggressively, trying to fill parts of her. How’s your dad doing?’ ‘Not too bad, considering his age. The old soldier has fought his last battle. No more shotgun patrols for him.’ Annie spotted Freddie in the car seat. She leaned and tickled his foot. ‘Who’s this handsome dude?’ Freddie gurgled and drooled in response — legs and arms kicking and waving. Penny smiled proudly. ‘That’s my Freddie.’ ‘Can I pick him up?’ ‘Sure.’ The women strolled inside, happily chatting and getting acquainted. Willie lugged in the playpen and then made a.