Part XII
The door opened and I heard Ashlei drop her keys on the desk. Her bag made a large thump on the ground and the lights flicked on. She came over to my bed and looked at me. I pretended to still be asleep.
“Street, don’t play with me like that, I know you’re awake. You wake up to a mouse takin a shit so I know you’re up now.
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AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
girl, you are killing me!!! you gotta write more! i think i know why authors don't publish 'til they're done with the story. they'd probably be sued about high blood pressure otherwise.
Bulldyke
"I can't even think straight!"
"Keep your laws off my body!"
Ditto
I'm dying for more here.
"Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful that it is no worse than it is."
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
It's great :)
I read all of the chapters this morning, and I love it! Now I have to join the desperate masses and beg for the rest of the story *sigh*
Okay... *Gets down on knees...grovel, grovel, grovel...*
Please!
~Morgasm~