And the panic begins
Dec. 1st, 2015 12:28 amThe students have suddenly sensed their doom. OMG SAVE ME! I had people running around all over for HOURS (my office hour is only ONE hour but I was there for nearly four), register me for classes! help me study! what can I do to pass!?!
By the time I got out of there my plans for eating out before going to the nano night of writing dangerously went from Jackie O's (since I'm not entirely sure it's open) to Arch and Eddie's to omg I have no time, inhale a hot dog as you drive (and Sonic's gave me the WRONG hot dog. Ugh, the american dog with relish. heart burn city).
Once again I couldn't park on freaking Union Street but once there it was a good night. I didn't even leave until 10:30 (yes
silvrethorn, it was raining on me). I am SO competitive. This is not news to anyone who knows me well. Tonight's word war equated to over two thousand words. I need to write in a community more often!
I didn't buy that much on cyber monday. Hmmm. Well my book clubs didn't really have their usual good deals
Last Nano snippet Shyroth climbed out of the pool, a brilliantly red swimsuit clinging to him in a way that made Kaleo feel like someone had turned on whatever doodads the Toymakers had put in him to make him horny on command. He couldn't quite make out the man's dick under that cloth but the rest of him was ridiculously perfect. Shyroth wasn't cut like a muscle builder but he was trim and toned. So much for him being paunchy under his clothes. He wanted to touch Shyroth and hated the Toymakers all over again for making him so quick to go.
"You're thinking awfully hard on something," Shyroth said.
"I was hating the Toymakers for making me think of how I want to please you," Kaleo growled. "And I was wondering if all this money buys perfect people."
Kaleo didn't know why he kept taking out his fear and frustration on the one man who could make sure he was ruined for good. The hurt in Shyroth's cobalt blue eyes did nothing to make him feel any better. Kaleo sucked his bottom lip in then turned away. "I shouldn't have said that."
"Probably not but just so you know, we still don't know how intelligence is coded. I came by that naturally," Shyroth replied, cold as space.
By the time I got out of there my plans for eating out before going to the nano night of writing dangerously went from Jackie O's (since I'm not entirely sure it's open) to Arch and Eddie's to omg I have no time, inhale a hot dog as you drive (and Sonic's gave me the WRONG hot dog. Ugh, the american dog with relish. heart burn city).
Once again I couldn't park on freaking Union Street but once there it was a good night. I didn't even leave until 10:30 (yes
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I didn't buy that much on cyber monday. Hmmm. Well my book clubs didn't really have their usual good deals
Last Nano snippet Shyroth climbed out of the pool, a brilliantly red swimsuit clinging to him in a way that made Kaleo feel like someone had turned on whatever doodads the Toymakers had put in him to make him horny on command. He couldn't quite make out the man's dick under that cloth but the rest of him was ridiculously perfect. Shyroth wasn't cut like a muscle builder but he was trim and toned. So much for him being paunchy under his clothes. He wanted to touch Shyroth and hated the Toymakers all over again for making him so quick to go.
"You're thinking awfully hard on something," Shyroth said.
"I was hating the Toymakers for making me think of how I want to please you," Kaleo growled. "And I was wondering if all this money buys perfect people."
Kaleo didn't know why he kept taking out his fear and frustration on the one man who could make sure he was ruined for good. The hurt in Shyroth's cobalt blue eyes did nothing to make him feel any better. Kaleo sucked his bottom lip in then turned away. "I shouldn't have said that."
"Probably not but just so you know, we still don't know how intelligence is coded. I came by that naturally," Shyroth replied, cold as space.