Wtf? I have no memory whatsoever story fragment of some het thing.
I don’t even know what I was thinking when I started this 🙁
The first time he saw her, Jimi knew that she was the One. The Neo to his Trinity.
She was all lean muscle and leather, her body sleek and smooth as dolphin skin. She looked like a hard woman, and the idea of it had him squirming.
She was everything he’d been dreaming of.
“All right, let’s go,” he said, striding forward. At the same time he accessed his data node and sent a quick message: I accept. Your money is being transferred as we speak. Half now and half when I leave.
So yeah. There’s a reason why I like to write full notes when I come up with a story idea. That way when I’m flipping through my notebook later I can figure out what the heck I was thinking, especially if I was inebriated at the time.
This might possibly be an S&M piece, or some kind of true love story, or I don’t even know 🙁
Bad me! No biscuit.
