Tim and Cory had been exploring this really weird abandoned building. It had been empty—at least, that was the story—since the mid 1970s, but there was a number of urban legends about the place. Supposedly a coven of witches had used the place for experimental rituals, a number of which had bled into the environment. Tim and Cory didn’t really believe in that kid of stuff, but hey—it was good to put on Tim’s blog for a couple thousand views.
Sam really wasn’t as smart as he thought he was. To be fair, nobody was as smart as Sam thought he was. Tabitha knew that her husband did have to travel for work; however, his work certainly didn’t require him to visit strip clubs, or pay for the special experience, which involved him fucking one or more of the girls. She was willing to overlook it for a little bit, but not for months upon months upon months.
Sarah smiled wickedly as she saw Charlie “Hands” McDaniel walk in the doorway of the high school. “Charlie!Over here!” She called, ignoring the death glare Maggie gave her. Charlie grinned and jogged over. “Ladies…..How’s it going?” he asked. Both Maggie and Sarah smiled and murmured in response, Sarah more enthusiastically then Maggie.
“Don’t mess with my stuff when I leave for the weekend” Abby had told Ryan. Ryan smiled innocently at her. “I mean it, Ryan. Unless you want to spend the weekend as Brianne, you better stay out of my room. Remember summer camp?”
One of the more interesting things about the absorption of Weller Co. into a bigger company was that lots of records had been lost in the process. The take-over hadn’t been handled very smoothly and an entire warehouse full of merchandise had managed to fall off the assets list. It had been tucked away in the first place and nobody knew about it. Nobody but me, that is.
Max rolled his eyes as he walked towards the front of the store, arms filled with packs of……let’s just say he was going to have a very fun night. Lexi had agreed to have all sorts of fun tonight, but first they had to pick up some essentials, and she was too embarrassed to do it herself. Which was why she’d swapped Max into her body and sent him inside to pick them up instead.
“Champagne?”
Marty had just finished his experiments with the spell book. He felt he’d created a brand new potion, and he was ready to test it out. His friend Ben volunteered to take the potion. Marty couldn’t wait to see how the potion affected Ben.
I had dropped into the resort for a day or two planned relaxation break enroute from Seattle to San Francisco. It wasn’t a big deal—I just wanted to get some r and r.
“Are you happy now? Now that you’ve turned me into a chick? Do you want to fuck me? Right now?”