The Author’s Perspective on Relationships

Rhonda James had just finished reading the erotic story and was grinning from ear to ear. “Oh my god, that was so hot!” she exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

W4tergirl chimed in, “I know, right? I loved it!”

Dirty Samone, a self-proclaimed fan of anal sex, couldn’t contain her enthusiasm. “Oh I love reading about ass fuckin and you did such a wonderful job,” she gushed. “I’ll be reading more of your stories and I hope there will be much more ass fuckin. Thanks.”

GloriHoleLover, another ardent fan, was equally effusive. “What a great story! So hot…so sexy…and soooo real!!! Loved it!!!”

But not everyone was pleased with the story’s conclusion. “Damnnnnnnnnn…. that end to the Sandy-Rob story is kinda sad tho……” lamented an anonymous reader.

“Great!!” was all another anonymous reader could muster.

“Great well written story,” wrote another anonymous reader, who claimed to be an ex-teacher. “Write some more from personal experience-they are always the best.”

A woman who identified herself as Amber was also impressed. “Good Story!!! Well written and held my attention through out,” she wrote. “I wish my son-in-law would do same for me.”

“Good story,” wrote another anonymous reader. “I hope Sandy turns up pregnant with your child. At 53 she isn’t too old to have more children. My mom had her last child by me when she was 55.”

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