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It’s official — my balls ache, my legs ache, and I’ve sweated worse than a worse than a pig in a bacon factory.
So, Riders is now concluded, and I am working on The New World. On top of that, I’ve joined the gym to try and lose some weight—and there might be a story in that! I went for my induction today and saw a fit-looking, mature bird doing a routine on the mat, thrusting her hips up in the air. God, I wanted to take her then and there, and I found it difficult to concentrate on what the instructor was saying. lol.
I’m glad chapter three was well received, and once again, I can only apologize for my faux pas yesterday. Sometimes my humour doesn’t always stick the landing, and yesterday was one of those days. The last thing I would want to do is upset anyone—we’ve all got enough shit going on as it is!
My sense of humour can be a bit crude at times, so apologies if I put people off. I simply meant, I finished Riders on the storm. I honestly hope I didn't offend anyone.
I realized what a fucking mess New World was, so I talked to Laz and got it deleted. Now I’m powering through a complete rewrite—ten chapters, start to finish, with a full outline this time. I’ll get everything edited by my editor once he’s back, and then I’ll post it all in one go. That way, the story will actually be coherent, finished, and hopefully much better written.
On another note, I wrote to Csilla this afternoon—the pastry chef I’ve got a crush on. God, I’d love to titty fuck her.
Chapter is queued. Keep an eye out for it, as promised, its only been a year - cough.
I should also add in, this is unedited. My editor will get to it in a week, we'll tweak it, then respost it.
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