Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login
Grace
Over 90 days ago
Lesbian Cis Female, 76
United States

Forum

I am the sexiest. I will always be the sexiest. You may squabble all you want over my throne, but it is now and ever shall be mine.
Quote by Jen
Grace, I'm hoping you can zoom on that! Closing date is 31st December 2018.


Thank you, I got the url. That can't be the right spelling, can it? Duke of url?


Quote by curvygalore
Grace, I will even scrub out (or a least quickly rinse) Big Bertha to take away the experience of your last coffee. And the apple cake should have defrosted by now.


Thank you for your kindness. I have almost recovered. As Jake Harper said, it's time to get back on the whore. (Alan: "You mean horse." Jake: "That's just wrong.") Coffee. Plenty of half and half. No sugar. Please and thank you.


Quote by RumpleForeskin
It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that while your computer might crash at any moment, the preferred time for this collapse is approximately two-seconds prior to your submitting a message (sigh)

That's what happened to your favorite blind barkeep about two-hours ago. It left me with a choice between immediately reconstructing those now missing words of wisdom or uttering some foul Sabbeth oath (Verily! Verily! Verily! comes to mind) and postponing things until after a pile of pancakes has been demolished, more coffee has been consumed, and other vital tasks checked off the morning to-do list. Tough call.




If it can go wrong it will go wrong. (If it can't it will anyway.) When it goes wrong it will do so at the most inopportune moment. When I lose something that way I can never get it right again, probably due to the CRAFT disease I suffer from. I will apologise to my audience, tell them about the EMP overhead and how I'm lucky to be alive, and move on.


Quote by julie_slink
I'm excited for this contest. Maybe since we have two months, I'll actually get an entry submitted in time. I don't have an idea yet, but I'm sure it will come to me. I'll take some coffee on this chilly Sunday morning.


Maybe since we have two months, I'll actually get an entry started in time.


Quote by LYFBUZ
Morning everyone. Coffee for me please, perhaps with a drop or two of brandy. I think the odds are about 50:50 on me actually completing a story for the latest Comp. I have a whole storyline in my head but it just feels a bit too obvious. I'm hoping it will develop into something more interesting. I may have to shift the locale to the Pacific Northwest. They get snow there right?


I wish I had those odds.

Nope. Not in the cities anyway. I lived in Vancouver, my husband in Seattle. All we ever got was raw snow. Anywhere east of the Rockies your chances improve.


Quote by Ping
Sniff. Sniff.

Do I smell gumbo?


Sniff. Sniff. Sniff.

Yup. Gumbo all right.

Quote by Nightbreaker011
Juarez



I had to add to that:

Quote by gayluv
You all are so pure and good. I feel I shouldn't even be here. Hahahahahaha! Coors Banquet. Two cases and it's going down smooth as my shaven face.


Those had better not be my boobs you are peeking at.

Anything that might help get rid of the vile taste of the coffee I bought an hour ago. So far, half a gallon of milk, some leftover heavily seasoned refried beans and some peach tea. The beans were the most effective so far.

Good God Almighty. I will never again slander Big Bertha's coffee if it's less than six hours old. I went to the gas station for peach tea and lottery tickets and decided a coffee with some half and half might help the journey home. I like the special coffees but they are far too sweet for a diabetic. So, I figure 24 oz of regular coffee, cut with plenty of creamish substance, can't possibly be as bad as BB offers. Half a gallon of milk later I can almost not taste the noxious brew.

About this comp. I am a writer by trade when I'm not being a part-time plumber. Mostly I'm a humorist, but I can turn my finger to other genrees (that is the rite spiling for the ploorul, yes?) when the mood, usually applied in the form of a 4 by 2 applied swiftly to the back of my head, strikes me. Therefore I thought I might apply my typifying finger to my first ever erotic story. I understand the deadline is sometime around Christmas, so that's what I'll aim for. No telling which Christmas, but Christmas. One problem: I can't find the destructions. I know someone posted them in this very Fred, but I can't find nuttin that ain't under my nose. And if it's under my nose I _really_ can't find it.

Thank 'ee kindly, and if you have some paint stripper to clean my tongue I'd be grateful. Or maybe a couple of wet vaginas would be better.
Oh, and a date. And perhaps fuck you beyond your wildest dreams.
I don't do men, I don't even like most men, but you are one of the good ones. Fond.
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings, and why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings.
Night, I'll warrant you are quite sexy, but I am the sexiest. I will always be the sexiest. You may squabble all you want over my throne, but it is now and ever shall be mine.