50 Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

“Number three, don’t run away from the hard questions. The prying questions that are absolutely none of their business? Those are the ones that will make the people go feral. And those should he your focus.” “I thought you said I could pick and choose.” Victoria interjected. Derek glared at her like she had personally offended him. “You only get to do that with the trivial questions!” Victoria nodded, which made the lady doing her makeup hiss aggressively. “Don’t move!” Derek continued. “Number four and the last. Keep your answers as ambiguous as possible. When they ask you a question, your answer should also be a question too. Got it?” “Yes.” Derek shook his head. “Horrible. I literally jus

“People who pretend to know everything.” “I definitely won’t have that problem.” “And applicants who ask too many questions.” “Do I ask too many questions?” “Well, asking questions is better than asking none. So I guess I also hate people who don’t ask questions.” I eyed him. “Now, I’m confused.” Gary made a gesture with his fingers. “If you want me to go any further, I expect consulting fees.” “I can pay you with microwaved pancakes.” “I’ll decline.” “They’re pretty good.”

When I turned the page, I realized this was no ordinary test. Question 1 read: “How long have you been a cheating fuck slut?” I looked up at the boss. He stared back at me, completely serious. “To have any hope of getting the job, all questions must be answered. There are twenty in total.” My heart raced, and my pussy clenched with fresh need. I answered every filthy question as honestly as I could, each one turning me on more: - There are two cocks in front of you. Which of your three fuck holes would you prefer to be stuffed first?

Why was he and Celeste… Terence didn't answer Mason's question. Instead, he looked at Celeste and asked, "Celeste, care to explain to me what the hell you're doing?" Mason's eyelid twitched, but at the very next second, Celeste grabbed his wrist before saying, "Why do I need to tell you what my boyfriend and I do?"

"Little girl, Daddy didn't teach you not to anger wolves." "Are you angry now?" I asked quietly, frightened of what he was going to do next, and what my response would be. Percy shook his head. "It depends." "On what?" "Huh huh! He waived a finger. You only have five questions, so choose wisely what you're going to ask next." "Have I already used one of these questions by asking if you're angry?" I asked without thinking, before I realized. That also brought a cold smile to his lips.

What do I want? Nobody has asked me that in a very long time. Derek used to ask, in the beginning. What do you want for dinner, what do you want to do this weekend, where do you want to go for our anniversary. Small questions. The kind that feel like love when someone is asking them and feel like performance when you look back and realize they stopped somewhere around month eight and you did not even notice. I type back to Rhys: Can we meet?

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

My mind was so full of questions, I wasn’t sure which to ask. I knew there were certain things he wouldn’t be able to tell me, and I didn’t want to waste my one question on something he couldn’t reveal. After careful consideration, I took a deep breath and asked, “How old are you?” “Cassidy, if I tell you that, it’s just going to open a whole ‘nother can of worms and lots more questions.”

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She went on to ask me more questions. "Does she have any relationship issues? Family or work related issues she has shared with you? Please note that these questions are important for our search, that is if there will be one." I nodded frantically. If all they needed was my answers to some damn questions, I would give them that.