Jojo Writing Novels & Stories

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the girl filled in and they all groaned. "What are we, twelve?" Someone asked. "We are not in high school anymore" another said. "So what should we play then?" Kane's phone rang and he excused himself to answer. Coming back, he had a frown on his face. "What's the matter dude?" Olivia asked concerned. "Caro somehow found out about the party and right now she is on her way." "That's good man." Kane glared at her. "You promised to keep your hands off of her" he reminded.

Ever since,it's been me and Grandpa against the world,together forever. Grandpa was a chauffeur,he didn't have much of a formal education,and we lived off his earnings. When I met JoJo,a boy with the same kind of state am in,it made me feel less lonely. JoJo's dad is in prison,and his mom works as a night club stripper. One night,she overdosed something, on a client's request,she only did it for the extra pay. But it ended up messing her head,and she collapsed and died. JoJo never talks about it,no one would ever cross him as a guy who had ever gone through any sort of childhood trauma.

Jo was ready in less than ten minutes. She entered the kitchen, where the guys were eating and chatting, in a fighting mood. She decided that whoever will get in her way today, would be put into the ‘right’ place. That meant the end of her tolerance for dense jokes. She was dressed up in a pair of dark grey sports sweatpants and a blue hooded sweatshirt with a zipper over a black T-shirt. Her hair was casually tied in a loose ponytail, and she didn't even have a speck of makeup.

★One Year Ago★ Jade sat on the floor, sobbing loudly and scratching her arms, trying to get rid of the feel of her harasser's skin against hers. She kept replaying the last few hours in her mind. She could still feel his body against hers and it made her feel worthless and dirty. And like a thousand bugs were crawling through her skin, eating her up.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

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He starts to find himself fucking angry at her right now, and even more angry at himself for craving her this much. 'Damn her, for walking into my office!', he exclaims within. Damn her, for making him fall so madly in love with her. "Damn her, for driving me insane.." he whispers. A few moments later, the nearly silver tiles in Joe's bathroom keep glistening in the bright light as he enters. He hangs his towel on the hanger beside the cabinet and then enters into the shower. The pores of the silver showerhead seem quite numerous but very tiny and they start to release high pressure streams of gentle water onto his skin. The main door of the bathroom is wide open but the glass door of the sh

Every one of us is getting our needs met and giving pleasure to another in some way. Because JoJo is being taken from both ends, I allow her to take me as she wants. She needs more air this way and we’ve found that she is better at multi-tasking if we allow her control. Not that I have anything to complain about. JoJo loves giving head. I’d honestly say that, other than getting head herself, giving a blowjob is her favorite sexual act. She has made it a fucking artform. She uses her hands, lips, tongue, and teeth to bring each of us to the point of nonsensical ecstasy and backing off until she is good and ready to be done with us.

“It’s fun, yeah? I mean, it’s loud, but fun.” “Sure.” I’m feeling out of place and agitated. I can’t imagine why Jo thinks this is going to be fun for me. “Come on,” she says. “Loosen up a little.” I squat to pee. “Who was the guy?” Jo laughs. “Some guy,” she says. “A hook-up, no big deal. We’re on again, off again, you know? But he has some hot friends. I told him I was bringing you with me.” She opens her purse and pulls out a bottle of prescription medication. “Want one? You need to relax.”