05 Mar 08
Originally posted by DaBearsFan08Unsightly, yes, but a measure of disciplined protocol suggested in the interest of insuring continuity...
40. What was it that was so important today?
(and for the record, I agree with pawnhandler)
also to prevent side bar editorial commentary from intruding on the story line. Provides a quick
no nonsense point of reference and minimal structure, without which the novel thread would eventually
unravel. Similar to numbering moves in the creation of a chess game.
-gb 🙂
05 Mar 08
Originally posted by coquetteSister Sheila, as known to her colleagues in the convent, was, indeed, meeting Doyle incognito tonight!
Sheila answered, just out of the shower, toweling off, "hello?" she ran her hand down her leg, "hmmm" she thought, i'll shave my legs before I see Doyle tonight.
05 Mar 08
Originally posted by coquette47. ... as he drifted back to their last encounter, beginning with an intimate little dinner at the Chinese Buffet.
46. Sheila purred into the telephone, sending her fem magnetism to him, drawing him into her web . . . "hi Doyle" he could smell her smile, he was floating in her gaze, he recalled the electricity of their first touch . . and his mind went blank . . . ..
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05 Mar 08
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Originally posted by coquette47. Although he was confused, it never occured to him that what had just happened was the early onslaught of Sometimers. Sometimes I remember and others I don't.
46. Sheila purred into the telephone, sending her fem magnetism to him, drawing him into her web . . . "hi Doyle" he could smell her smile, he was floating in her gaze, he recalled the electricity of their first touch . . and his mind went blank . . . ..
**BONK**
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05 Mar 08
Originally posted by pawnhandler48. He remembered that shortly after he again felt hungry for both food and the lovemaking they had done in his dream. A sweat came across his brow.
47. ... as he drifted back to their last encounter, beginning with an intimate little dinner at the Chinese Buffet.
05 Mar 08
Originally posted by Great Big Stees49. Now if I only could decide what to eat, he thought to himself. Maybe something quick on the way to work? Or should I just call in sick, make a big brunch, and prepare for meeting Sheila?
48. He remembered that shortly after he again felt hungry for both food and the lovemaking they had done in his dream. A sweat came across his brow.
05 Mar 08
49. then, the King came under fire from an errant knight, alas, Doyle realized that the errant knight was threatening not only the King but the very castle itself, and even slaying that knight would only open the door for the Bishop of the black church to enter through the secret passageway