Sugar After Sunset
Author's Note: I had a particularly fun time writing this story. While traveling the shady streets of my town, I got a wonderful idea. Why not write a story about prostitution? Better yet, let's add an age difference and throw in a fun fetish like...
Chapter 1: Who am I?
Usual disclaimers, any relations to people living or dead is totally coincidental or i have their permission to use them in my stories, there is mild swearing so if this bothers or offends you don't read it.
Student Housing
If you don't like gay furry sex or mild swearing and you really love to sue people, don't read this story. otherwise, enjoy! "if you need anything, money or whatever, you will call us, right?" james sighed.
Stress Toy
. :3 *adult for mild swearing "i fuckin' hate micros.." matt muttered, as he carefully laid out tiny traps along the white tiles of the kitchen.
Chapter 2: Apparition
A teenager's headset allowed them to get mild swearing and some gore, but an adult headset always has a gore and intense language setting. this made the world accessible to anyone of any age. he saw adults, children, even seniors playing the world.
Suzy And Daddy
He'd dropped a pawful of screws on the floor by accident, muttered a mild swear word under his breath, and then dropped down on all fours to hunt for them. in between two beams, there were two tiny lines running parallel to the floor supports.