Bi Curious Butters Novels & Stories

She just seemed to be very skittish. Getting to the bakery at 4:30, I saw that they had a very good day with sales. All of the donuts were gone, and there were a few cookies left in the case. The specialty item of the week, brownies, were all but sold out. I had just missed Heather, but everything seemed to be in good shape. “Hey, Jim,” I called to the back of the store, “how did everything go today?” “ Heather did fine by herself.” Jim said as he came from the back. “She even baked brownies, and they all sold.”

The kind Snake would need if he’s the mole. The guy behind the counter is young, maybe twenty, with greasy hair and a bored look. “What can I help you with?” he asks, barely glancing up from his phone. Nyx steps forward, her voice low, commanding. “You sell a lot of burners?” she asks, nodding at the case. The guy shrugs, his eyes narrowing. “Yeah, so? People buy ‘em. What’s it to you?” he answers. He is rude as fuck,I'll give that to him.

He probably thought I was out of options. After all, proving whether you were male or female just required dropping your pants, but proving you were not gay was much harder. I could not exactly show everyone my hemorrhoids. During this time, I turned off my phone and went about my life eating and drinking as usual, completely unaffected. Meanwhile, Dr. Stevens successfully launched her online presence and gained a huge following.

Steve pov: Luca led us to the underground basement. The room was dimly lit, and everyone present was watching a video in complete silence. My dad's usually composed face was bruised and battered. He was breathing heavily and crying, tears streaming down his face. It was heart-wrenching to see my dad in such a state. His shirt was torn, revealing a glimpse of his skin. I had always seen him in a suit, the epitome of a successful businessman. But now, he looked like a completely different person, and it was all because of my own brother.

Baka isipin nitong ang boring niya at malayo ang kanilang life style. Kagaya nang unang nakita niya ito sa bar, light lang ang make up nito. Simpleng pulbo at liptint lang pero litaw na litaw pa rin ganda. Mahinhin na mahinhin sa suot na bestida, kabaligtaran sa may pagka-wild na pagkatao nito sa bar. "So apo ka ni Lola Carmen? How come?" Parang ayaw niyang maniwala na ito ang apo ng matandang babae. Malayong-malayo sa katangian ng conservative nitong lola si Gieselle. At dahil doon ay mas lalo lang napukaw ang kanyang interes.

She smiled to herself, enjoying the fact that she could know things about people without even talking talk to them. When the bus stopped, she made a point to notice Vince's aura, which happened to be a deep blue. That told Buttercup he communicated well with people, which seemed to fit Vince since he was a true master at gab as he greeted everyone who came onto his bus. He always chatted people up, intrigued about their lives, or helped those in a funk to somehow climb out of it. Buttercup enjoyed riding his bus, because of those things.

"Now, don't turn. Just listen... The old man on a blue tuxedo Douglas Reeves, the owner of Greenwich Village Ltd. He's the main reason we're here. My company is at a crucial point of a project, and we need to partner with him to make sure we become successful. The project has been lingering on for years because he's not decided to give us a chance. He's very difficult to get a hold of, and this ball party is usually the only chance I have to give him my proposal. The problem is, at the past ball parties, he would bring up stories of his late wife while they were still alive, and he would end up advising to get married. He often asked me why I haven't married my sister, but he doesn't know sh