Jason Rimbaud

Thank you so much. I loved this little short, I have an idea on where to go from here but I’ve never felt the need to do so. I think it’s perfect right here. that being said, since this is part of glacier bay stories, one of these characters will be a much larger part of an upcoming story and two of them will have a cameo in another.

I only have two questions... 1. Why is it so important for CottonTail to keep his identity a secret? I understand keeping the identity of Express a secret, but just why is he hiding his identity, who are you Hearst? 2. Why is Wen so obsessed with Jaime? And is our jilted mystery lover perhaps Wen? 3. What is Jaime hiding about his past? I know I said two questions but I can change my mind.

I believe it was in the parlor with the flying helmet and the wet noodle. Or was it the feather duster? Allo Allo

I'd have to confer with @Lee Wilson regarding Devin, can you imagine Devin turning on the blue haired demon! A cool kid like Devin jealous of the school's outcast. Jealousy is such an evil monster. Have we though?

I don't know @chris191070 very well but if he's trudging up something slick, it won't be to pour down the ramp that's for sure. In our small town we had lots of weird games, we use to play tag....with cars. One car would be designated "it", and the rest of us would drive away. The "it" car always had a passenger who would lean out the window and throw a balled up sock at you. If the sock hit your car, you were it and now everyone had to run from you. We all had CB radios in our cars and we'd communicate back and forth. In the winter, we had an old chevy hood, we bolted a seat on it, and we'd pull the hood down the icy road behind our trucks and try to knock off the people riding on the hood. Good times. I bet it's no worse than the shenanigans we got up to during our christian summer camps. I touched my first stranger peen at the tender age of 10, he was a bit older than that, I've been fascinated ever since.

You just had to have the right friends around you. Some running interference, some actively going after others before the quad, and some just running to the table. It was a whole thing that we planned for all summer. Hahahahahahaah Then you would have been the runner, we would have protected you. I would have been on you like glue... That sounds like you would never have even considered running in STW. hahaha Well, Devin seems to have his head up his ass, though maybe he has a good reason. Who knows with these wacko's.

Tyler Scott’s alarm was set for six am. But when it went off, he was already in the middle of brushing his teeth. The first week of any new school year was always hectic. You had to navigate the best routes to your classes, coordinate the best table in the quad to meet for lunch and lay claim to the table you’d be using for the rest of the year. But Tyler had added stress this year. He had been given an ultimatum from his father that either he raise his GPA to 3.7 or he would not be gettin

My husband still smokes, and the smell doesn't bother me. Though walking down any street in San Francisco all you smell is feces or pot smoke. Neither is enjoyable to me. Thankfully I still drink, whiskey, straight, neat, right from the bottle. Hahahaha I also have non spicy food, I'm just known for my spicy food.

We aren't kid friendly, we don't have a kids menu, since we are known for having the spiciest food in the city, not many kids come in. J

I'm a cook too, have my own restaurant in San Francisco. Thankfully I don't have to be around children.

I quit smoking about five years ago, and every time I watch a movie where someone is smoking, I crave one so bad. I miss smoking... J

And much like it was when you first told me that comment, I don't know what to say. Does it help to know that when I wrote that scene I wasn't wearing pants? Not really, I wrote this scene at work. hhahahaahah

So I've been trying to figure out what I'm going to say without spoiling something major down the line. I have re-written this comment so many times it's laughable. So I think all I will say, you have amazing instincts. I'm not sure if I'll stick the landing but this story has been meticulously plotted out and with a few exceptions to make my husband laugh, all events are working towards a single goal, the crux what is the core of Tyler's Dilemma. I hope you continue to read and I hope things become clear by the end. J

Considering this was my first real scene I ever wrote, I'm just happy I didn't mess it all up. Without spoilers, this is kind of going to be explained in further detail, why Tyler wanted to bottom. As for golden showers, that was as much a surprise to me as it might have been for anyone else. Before I wrote that scene, I really didn't know much about that fetish, I kind of had to do a bunch of research. Hahahahahaah I'm glad you liked it, I really enjoyed writing the dialogue, I've become somewhat fascinated with how married or long term partners say and behave during sex. Sometimes the words we say have little or nothing to do with the act we are performing. I haven't really hit on where I'm aiming for but I'm working towards that goal. I thought you said that about chapter 15? ahahahahaha This story was my way of allowing myself to explore certain themes that I have stayed away from in the past. Firstly, I avoided describing sex in my work and secondly, explore some fantasies either I've had or my previous partners had that I failed to experiment with in my younger days. A school bus? Someone lets you around children? Heaven help the younger British generation, we're gonna have a world full of Chris191070 running around cracking jokes and making funny almost inappropriate comments.

Tyler Scott opened his eyes as the sound of his phone vibrating interrupted his sleep. He grabbed the phone and peered at the screen with blurry eyes. He rubbed the sleep from them and saw it was almost noon. He had twenty texts and two missed calls from Devin. He was supposed to meet his friend for his grandmother’s birthday party and he was already twenty minutes late. He dropped the phone and groaned loudly. His head pounded and his mouth was so dry he had trouble swallowing. He tried t

From the moment I learned that love was a game I slept with the boys never knowing their names For money and then drugs I sunk so low It wasn't a life this existing out of control And when I found a one that wanted to hold I pushed them away forced them out in the cold I put up these walls and never let in Who needs a lover when drugs are my friend No matter how hard I was up for the flight Living my life in the shadows of light Then it all changed when you entered my l

Throughout my life, I've been obsessed with music. Even have multiple tattoo's signifying my love of music. Then when I turned forty, music started losing its appeal and I've drifted into History Podcast, YouTube video's, there is a ton of historical videos. The only time I listen to music is in the car when my husband is with me, because he listens to Bollywood soundtracks, so when he's with me I listen to bollywood soundtracks. Otherwise, I am listening to podcasts nearly all the time, whether it's on my phone, or MacBook. I can not just do one thing, if I'm playing video games, one TV has the game and the other screen I am watching a movie, usually something I've seen before. When I'm writing, I'm usually listening to HardCore History, the best indepth historical pod cast ever. The host picks a topic and then does a deep dive, his world war II is something like seven parts, maybe twenty-four hours long, it's amazing. So my phone, or my tablet, is what I listen to podcasts on. J

I have so many videos and pictures floating around the net, I would be shocked if you haven't seen them...

Come on, no one's reading this story anyway. It's just us, no one will know! 😝

The frustration is gone now that I think I understand the story. Though knowing you I don't have a clue. You are the one that wrote Cottontail, one of my favorite characters ever. So I'm down to go on the journey, like I said, I might be slow but I usually get there.

In terms of who Brandon is based on, it wasn't rebellion, it was laziness. Remember, if you stink, just dump more cologne over yourself. J

I'm just glad that Brandon showered. I was getting a bit nauseous writing him.

For some people, Morning Glory is the best form of glory, let's hope they are both covered in glory in the morning! 🤪 While I don't know this for a fact, Brandon does seem to be able handle altered states better than most. As for Tyler's shower, I saw a shower like this on some futuristic show and fell in love with it. I'm not even sure if such a shower exists in the present day. I am obsessed with hot tubs, water, showers, rain. An astrologist would say it's because I'm a water bearer, I think it has to do with me and straight boy named Jason who would get hammered, go into his hot tub late at night, I'd do something to him, he'd pretend to hate it. You know, like twice a week for five years. If we can believe Tyler as a narrator, he doesn't think he's gay remember, he just wants to do gay things with a certain gay boy. In my younger days, I actively sought the road less travelled , even when it was detrimental to my own well being. If everyone else was doing something, I'd do the opposite. If you like sports balls and wearing another dudes name on your back, then I would hate all sports and only wear plain shirts. Now that I'm older, I still walk that road but I do it for what I believe are logical reasons. Why are we spending millions and millions of dollars watching sports balls, when teachers have to buy their own school supplies and are paid a little better than a fast food worker? I've always found the dance to be more erotic than the deed. Just like I think a man is sexiest in nothing but undies than actually naked.

Brandon Myers’ room was as miserably hot as Tyler Scot remembered. If anything, it smelled even worse somehow. Though Brandon had attempted to make the bed, which involved nothing more than the dirty sheet being pulled over the pillow and smoothed down. There had been an attempt of cleaning up the empty tubes of paint that had been strewn about haphazardly. They were now all in a pile in the corner. One new addition was a half eaten steak laying in the middle of the floor. The moment

So back in the prologue @Lee Wilson said he would attempt not to spoil anything. Well, he just dropped a big ole pile of spoilers. Now that the cat is out of the bag, I will admit the stars are visible over the glacier, even in the day time. Whew, that was the one I was so worried about spoiling. Thanks! J