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Linxe Termoil

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  1. Chapter 8 Out of the Brush; into the Fire. You remember how I said I didn’t know anything about computers? Well, I still didn’t. But I’d learned quickly in the last two and a half hours of playing around on my laptop that ‘YouTube’ was probably my favorite site. I mean seriously, you could find anything on ‘YouTube’, from Mcfly, Megadeath, Metallica, Meatloaf, AC/DC, Eminem, and, I’ll admit it, even Katy Perry to fat guys dancing in Speedos, or pole-dancing. But, none of those wer
  2. Benji's birthday Bash Part 1: "No, I'm not doing it," Steve, known to his friends as Shadowgod, stated firmly. "Yes you are, I already bought you at auction," Linxe argued firmly. "Yeah, and you chatnapped the rest of us," Cia argued back. "Get over it," Linxe replied. "I'm sick," Rory whined. "Here," Tiger offered, "Have some more water." "I'm gonna throw up," Rory whined again. "Save it 'til after the party," Devereaux suggested. Linxe nodded in agreement. "Yea
  3. It's Benji's birthday. Welcome to the party.
  4. It's classified. Maybe it's a language the CIA made up... But yeah, there's more story coming. Soon
  5. Next chapter is partially written. I just need to get off my butt, so to speak, stop playing video games and finish writing it. Hopefully though I'm not on another year long break. Glad you're enjoying it.
  6. The house, I think, is going to play a major role in things to come. How major? I don't know. I have several other themes running in my head that make me want to take the story in those directions. I'll have to play around with ideas and figure it out.
  7. I sneezed. Sneezed. Sneezed again. My fingers found what they were searching for. I depressed the old push-button light switch lying along the wall. The feeling that coursed through me as the lights came on suddenly made me feel like I had been living those billions and billions of years ago when on that one day of the week God spoke up and said “Let there be light.” But that was probably because I was electrocuting myself. At least the lights came on, much to my surprise. Now if onl
  8. *cuddles up with the much older goat to keep him warm. yeah...that's it.* Almost dinner time.
  9. Yeah Conner. ( I already did. Neener neener boo boo )
  10. Another Great chapter from C James. Me
  11. Hrm. I don't think Big Tony will be back. This isn't an adventure story like full of plot and intrigue like all his other stories. It's more focused on growing up/coming of age/realizing you can't protect everyone/changing your lifestyle and learning all about whom you really are, and perhaps the people around you. That's just my take on it. Hrm. We need a Brett sandwich. So far we've only had a Cory Sandwich and a Jake Sandwich. But I'll get my mind out of the gutter for a moment: Brett does control the purse strings, but Jake isn't without his own means. I think Jake will be fine, one way or the other. Besides, Brett's sister like's her eye-candy. My thing is, there's gonna be trouble in Chapter 21. If Jake goes assaulting the boys picking on Brett, he's going to be back in t-r-o-u-b-l-e with the law. Not a good thing. That means by the end of the story Brett's going to be in prison bending over for some guy named Bubba, Drew, Andy, and Dewight, and all their not so pretty friends. Talk about rough. But.... Brett needs to learn that he has to open up and share too. He can't keep his two boyfriends out of his secrets forever, especially when they won't let Jake keep his secrets. So, Jake's either going to jail or getting suspended/expelled from school, or he's going to be stopped and Brett learns a valuable lesson, then we get our Brett sandwich. And speaking of sandwiches, I'm going to go make one now.
  12. Heheheh, we now have the story of Krista and Her Harem. Bravo! Bravo! A job well done.
  13. Seeing as it's Christmas, I decided to pull out some of CJ's baby photos, along with some of his other family members. Enjoy Linxe
  14. LoL. I need to restart this story. I'm so far behind.
  15. Linxe Termoil

    Chapter 1

    Okay so seriously, it's been like a week or something. Where's Chapter 2 at, already? <poke>
  16. LoL. Thanks Guys.
  17. Andy has had the worst week ever, and today is the day he has to deal with what has happened.
  18. This is a work of fiction, all locations, individuals and settings is a work of the authors imagination. Any resemblance to a person dead or alive is sheer coincidence. This story does not contain sexual scenes. All rights to the story belong to the author, and this story may not be posted anywhere without the permission of said author. Any trademarked names that appear in this story belong to the companies that own them, and the author in no way shape or form claims affiliation or ownership of
  19. edited out. I went into the links you provided and even into the story and pulled random paragraphs, then quoted them and posted with no problems. Whatever problems you seem to have been having appear to have worked themselves out as I am currently not having any problems with posting. If you run into this problem again highlight all your text and just click remove formatting. Linxe
  20. Please ignore this post. I'm currently troubleshooting the quote process that was causing problems.
  21. Linxe Termoil

    Jake

    Woot for the Prologue. I'm so glad you're continuing this. And there's enough for me to enjoy it for awhile too
  22. A/N This is dedicated to you. You know who you are. After I got done throwing up, all I could do was sit there and watch as emergency vehicles and people came and went. At some point in time I'd managed to get that little kid's attention; kept it on me. I was singing to him. Couldn't tell you what I was singing though. Just singing. Then they brought the first body along on a stretcher. I couldn't look away. It was like I was eleven all over again, at the hospital with my mom. Watching
  23. I opened my eyes and squinted at the faint light filtering in the bedroom windows. Still sleepy, I blinked my eyes rapidly in an effort just to keep my eyes open. Wondering what time it was I rolled over, realizing I was no longer alone. Something was lying at my feet. I glanced over at the alarm clock next to my bed. It was 6:30 in the morning. Shit! Shit! Shit! Then I heard a door slamming shut downstairs. "Mom! Have you seen my purr-ball?" Reese's voice echoed through the house and into my
  24. His fist pummeled me again. I grunted. The hilarity of our spaghetti dinner had worn off and Joel and I were fighting. "Damn it, Joel! It's not yours, you can't wear it!" I whispered hoarsely. Even as I tugged at the...shirt he was wearing, he kicked me. I caught his foot and, letting go of his shirt, tugged at his...pants. "It is mine! Elizabeth bought it for me!" Joel shouted at me. His hand gestures let me know how angry he was with me. "It's ugly," I whispered. "I'm telling," he
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