"Jane smiled at me and said, "Can I taste you?""
It all started with a private message.Your story has been rejected, you have made so many mistakes we have dunked ten packets of Hobnobs in countless cups of tea trying to fathom your spell checker alone.It didn't say that but...
She squeezed by my wheelchair, her ginger hair flowing down her back, her pert breasts visible as the sun shone through her almost see-through beach blouse, brushing her blue bikini bottoms against my arm and wheelchair control, making me move...
"She is there in front of me, riding the imaginary banana, when she pulled her bottoms to one side displaying her.."
My name is not Treize, but this is what you may call me. I will of course identify myself if you chat with me. I was born in the mid-seventies when disabled people were not citizens unless their families cared....