Pantsed Novels & Stories

Soon my leg was dead and I couldn't feel a thing anymore. I saw him pull up some tools. After cleaning up the wound he checked it. "Your leg is gonna be fine love. I just have to put a cast on it. He busted up you leg. I got some medicine you can take to help with the pain." After Brian had doctored my leg he put a cast on it and gave me some strong pain killers for the pain. He helped me walk out of his torture room with a warm fire going. Shortly after he brought some hot soup and some bread. Buttered garlic bread to be exact with some tomato soup.

"They're yoga pants, Sis. They are supposed to look like someone painted them on you." "Then never mind." Sicily ripped them from the middle of her thighs where they were stuck and tossed them across the room. She sat up and let out a long sigh. "Do you think men say things that hint around what they really mean?" "Um, yeah, you're going to have to reword that and say it again." Lisa laughed and walked to where the pants were crumpled on the floor, picking them up and stopping in front of the bed as she rolled one of the legs up tight. "Give me your foot. I'll show you the art to these."

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night

“Rot under varnish.” They teased it up, and it came away in one satisfying unmasking—false strength yielded to true weakness that could actually be mended. That piece took their power cleanly, gratefully, like a hinge drinking oil. The rent drew itself together another inch. Then the third crossing arrived—the one the visions had not dared to name.

Your wife's at home having a baby and you're out globetrotting. [Seriously, what was the excuse this time?] Jasper had replied underneath: [I told her a once-in-77-years planetary alignment opened a time portal and I got sucked through.] [Man, only you could come up with something like that. Aren't you worried she'll lose it?] [She's put up with it for three years. This time's no different. She'll be at home waiting for me like she always is.] Three years of patience and forgiveness, and all of it had become a running joke between him and his friends.

Dante groan “Are you wearing a couple t-shirts or not?” I threaten Dell and he sighed and ruffled his hair in frustration “Fine” He groaned and Dante and I gasped in surprise “Really?” Dante asked “Should I change my mind then?” He groan and we all smiled and continue to get a lot of things, and we also got so many things for Zack, Jade and Esther, and by the time we were done, three basket was filled with clothes “Damn, when did we buy so many clothes?” I asked in surprise

I shouldn’t have texted him! Okay, I had to hurry. My break was almost spent and I didn’t want to dare Aisha’s wrath again. So I put the ring on. Shit. After threading my balls and my cock through the double ring, there was nothing to keep the vibrating pad stuck to my shaft, so my limp cock hung from the ring, pointing down, while the pad remained pointing ahead in a right angle . I pulled up my jeans anyway, only to confirm what I already knew: not even the thick, heavy denim I was wearing brought the pad down. Instead, it bulged the fly like a frigging camping tent.

In front of her, Peter's assistant had been staring at her all this time. "Do you know your mistake?" he asked, piercing her with his gaze as she trembled in fear. However, Puspa, who was deeply frightened, couldn't say anything. Her lips felt tightly sealed. Peter, becoming increasingly emotional, couldn't contain his anger any longer. A few days ago, he had seen Puspa smiling at the security personnel of the mansion, which had angered him. So, now he was venting his emotions on Puspa after punishing the security personnel by making them do three hundred push-ups non-stop.

Fear raced through every nerve in her body as he gave a cold, chilling laughter. Then before she knew it, she lay on the floor with her hands over her head while he sat on top of her. He reached for the zip of her jeans pants while she struggled to get him off her. But, she was like an ant trying to fight off an elephant. As he succeeded in unzipping her pants and taking them off, Jade closed her eyes, waiting and hoping for death to take her away. Forever.

After trying different outfits, I settled for my puma classics black and pink tracksuit with black and white vans. Nadine tried taking permission from the boss man so that she could leave early and join me in going to see Jam Timi but unfortunately for her, and fortunately for me he refused to let her leave early. Not that I didn’t want Nadine to come along but It was my first meeting and I was trying to get him to agree to an interview with me and not piss him off. I’m not trying to say taking Nadine will piss him off but I know my Girl and she easily gets offended. I was just trying to avoid a situation where things will go beyond my control and then I end up missing my opportunity to writ