So I was traveling today. For hours and hours and hours and hours. And waiting at airports. For hours and hours and hours… you get the point.
I hate waiting at airports almost as much as I hate being locked in place in an ever so hot airplane. Until I realized I could spend my time writing.
So I found a bar, seated myself in a comfy chair, put my hat on the table, opened my laptop and took a long sip off coffee. I really felt like a writer at that point, and it was quite the warm fussy feeling.
And then I started writing. Now, when I write I also like to read my stuff out loud to get a feel of the flow. I almost started until I realized where I was, and that I was writing about a double-cocked Amazon of a futa cowgirl wanting to breed you, the PC, if she were to allow you to enlarge her balls so that you could milk her cocks for profit…
What I wouldn’t give to see their faces if I had done so.
My teaser for today :)
I hate waiting at airports almost as much as I hate being locked in place in an ever so hot airplane. Until I realized I could spend my time writing.
So I found a bar, seated myself in a comfy chair, put my hat on the table, opened my laptop and took a long sip off coffee. I really felt like a writer at that point, and it was quite the warm fussy feeling.
And then I started writing. Now, when I write I also like to read my stuff out loud to get a feel of the flow. I almost started until I realized where I was, and that I was writing about a double-cocked Amazon of a futa cowgirl wanting to breed you, the PC, if she were to allow you to enlarge her balls so that you could milk her cocks for profit…
What I wouldn’t give to see their faces if I had done so.
My teaser for today :)