tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20018451.post3221184726884959134..comments2023-09-05T05:50:41.627-07:00Comments on Steve.V.C.: Abort, Abort, AbortStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02481108423840882111noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20018451.post-8102802081792984882010-02-28T12:24:46.361-08:002010-02-28T12:24:46.361-08:00She sat up, staring with her nightsight at the out...She sat up, staring with her nightsight at the outlines of the men around her. His throat worked to swallow, and a fine sheen of sweat shimmered on his skin. She turned down the wide corridor that stretched past the arched entrance to the gardens. Tykir and Brevin stepped aside, and Lanthan sank onto the couch with her. They deserved to find comfort. The smile was still there. With a pang, Eyrhaen pictured Tykir. She looked to Eyrhaen as Hyle sat up, guarded hope in her eyes. Or maybe her raw power from before had allowed her to read him more clearly. But no, shed been wrong. She felt more than saw Tykir at her side. I know youre with Nialdlye now. Gritting her teeth, she glared up at Lanthan, who was watching her with obvious amusement. What shed done before had only amplified it. Dont stop, she begged, clutching sheets. She shivered at the feel of liquid warmth oozing out of her. Unexpected emotion welled in her throat at the very thought. But the look on your face tells me theres more. Sex is one thing —which he very well knew— actual children is another. She licked his lips.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20018451.post-80874579525011740392010-02-13T02:32:30.386-08:002010-02-13T02:32:30.386-08:00Six months... Six months... I was a cunt-hair away...Six months... Six months... I was a cunt-hair away from pouring a spash of my forty on the floor for the Claws that couldn't be wit us....<br />Good to see you back. Suppose I should stop blathering now and get on the impregnation tip. Those abortions won't do themselves.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com