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I haven't written a story worth publishing in a long time.
I have about 30+ that I haven't finished because I keep losing focus, and I don't want to go back to some of my earlier ones until I get the inspiration to finish them. I've been posting them on another awesome ENF forum, but this one is pretty much ready to publish. I need to edit, and I can't really stop adding to it, even though I think chapter ten could be a good finale.
I had the inspiration for Sailor Moo! during Halloween, looking at some of the expensive cosplay costumes on the teenage girls that came to my door for Candy.
https://storiesonline.net/n/52732/sailor-moo
I had the inspiration on Sailor Moo!
and before anyone asks if I am a registered sex offender, NO! I am not registered...)
:lol: ;)
Btw, not sure if you heard this statistic, because it's totally made up, but they say you have a 50% chance living next to a sex offender. Lucky I live next to a sexy 14 year old that loves to go topless and only charges 20 dollars an hour.
It's just starting out, so it's a slow start - I just have chapter one up on SOL as of this writing but it has illustrations. I think you may enjoy it. I wanted to explore gender roles/attitudes and have fun like my Christmas story.
The idea is Grandma accidentally ordered a Cosplay costume for adults called "Sailor Moo" a knock off of Sailor Moon. A plausible reality is that almost every costume marketed for women is slutty nurse, slutty whore, slutty teacher, slutty slut, slutty youtube influencer, slutty kardashian.
Well, the last one is redundant but you get the idea.
So, you are a full-figured teenage girl with big knockers - what can you wear off the kiddie rack? not much.
Ever been to Payless and seen a dad, that moment his teenage daughter goes from the aisle with the light-up Sketchers to the high heels because her feet are a normal size? It's fun to watch his realization as she sorts through all the sexy heels to find something to wear to school.
I just started it, and wanted to begin nice and slow before we push the race car's engine and see what it can do. There are a couple of illustrations. Don't get your hopes up that it will be chock full, but I plan to do a few more! I always love sticking easter eggs into the pictures and tweaking them - like nipples.
If this goes well, the next few stories will come soon enough. This is set in Girls Don't Need Modesty. I've got a dozen stories with overlapping themes to this one, but this one checks many of my boxes. I wanted a fun attitude for the characters. This world - this is just how it is. Boys rule, girls drool.
The idea is the less you have developed (small tits/small boobs), the less you have to hide, so you can run around nekked.
Obviously, though - when you are still in your growth spurt, you are still the age that can get away with being naked in public settings, but you kinda don't belong there. Ever been to the dog park with that 40 pound dog that's too small for the big dog section but too big for the little dog section?
Keep in mind, I do not advocate misogyny or the setting at all in real life. That should go without saying, but I said it
It's just a world to play in, like one of werewolves and vampires that only exists in the mind and nowhere else. I won't claim it's as lofty as Handmaid's tale in bringing to light the dangers of dystopian/authoritarian views on gender, but it could be "Handmaid's Tail" anyway.
More like Planet of the Apes, it's meant for entertainment of a world where tables are turned. When I was growing up, no one thought twice about stripping down a kid at the beach and washing them off before dropping us bare ass on a towel in the back of the big Mercury Monarch that had been baking in the sand been baking in the sun for six hours. Getting poked and laughed at by your cousin and wondering why her clit looks like a tiny penis/thinking it IS a tiny penis and your sassy aunt telling you "keep your fingers off yours AND hers, Eddie, or I'll snap a clothespin on yours and then you won't want anything touching it again!"
They let you play out in the yard in undies and panties. This is just an extension of that attitude that girls don't need modesty, because "meh, everybody's seen what you got" like they would about crying over showering in the gym. This is the world where Grandparents had a statue out in plain sight on a shelf of a guy with a trenchcoat and if you press the button his coat opens and his pee-pee sticks up, and another button whiskey came out.
It's a world like I want to remember, sometimes where people were not so fucking up tight and girls's PE shorts were like the ones you have to go to Hooters to see.
My theory that is based on peer reviewed stomach pain and countless documented disappointments related to Arby’s Prime Rib Cheesesteak, German Bratwurst on Pretzel bun, and assorted marketing gimmicks, is that Arby’s sandwiches are in fact the same shit on a different bun. This assertion is supported by qualitative and quantitative analyses drawn from consumer testimony, controlled taste comparisons, and a review of promotional menu cycles. Across all examined products, findings reveal a consistent core composition in both texture and flavor profile, with variation limited almost exclusively to the bun type and minor condiment adjustments. The recurrence of identical base components, paired with a statistically significant correlation to adverse digestive responses, suggests that perceived novelty in Arby’s marketing is primarily superficial, functioning as a rebranding of an unchanging culinary substrate rather than the introduction of genuinely distinct menu innovations.
I say all that, because I now believe that my Arby's theory can be extended to pretty much every day of my life, and everything in it.
I have a map pin with a doo-doo emoji in Google Maps over my local Arby's. I have a bad memory, so it's ostensibly there as a context clue to remind me never to go there when I see an ad and say to myself "Oh, Arby's has real smoked country style ribs™? Maybe this time it won't taste like horse's asshole with the turd still in it!!." and off I go to be disappointed again.
I remember growing up watching the news and seeing minor disasters, or layoffs, or a murder here and there. Now, I can't even watch the news because it's a constant cycle of tragedy, and as I get older, the Arby's sandwiches that life cooks up for me cost more than I can afford, somehow have less bun and more pain, and taste even shittier.
One of my solutions has to been to write stories.
I write so that I can see out of the eyes of my characters and live vicariously through them.
I introduce characters that are a hybrid admixture of people I once knew, in places I've once visited, at times I've once lived through that were not as Arby-ified. I completely Un-Arbified the situation by writing different outcomes for situations I once found myself in and playing "What if".
Not all of my stories are recycled real-life adventures, but one technique I've discovered to make writing authentic is to put yourself into the situation and be the eyes and ears of the reader; as a fly on the wall observing or one of the characters. Provide context clues as to what they are thinking without dropping a mountain of exposition on the reader's head to wade through. Take them on this journey WITH the character so they can enjoy the ups and downs of life without returning to Arby's to find out that they are out of Potato Cakes on the one day you were craving one of the few things that made going there worth a shit.
To extend my theory and put the ANAL in Analogy, there aren't many restaurants around me besides Arby. If I want anything to eat, I've got to pull up to the only counter serving. In my youth, I had a lot of places I could go to get something, and Arby's food wasn't half-bad. The sandwiches seemed bigger and fresher, and they were affordable.
I make quite a bit more than I did in my twenties, and I could NEVER afford to rent the SAME exact places I lived back in those heady days. I used to turn heads and get noticed. If I had the audacity to flirt with a woman now, that would seem creepy. I never learned to flirt in my twenties because girls came up to ME and flirted.
In my thirties, I was in the prime of my life. I guess that's the era when Arby's got into gourmet-style sandwiches and high-quality meats. The forty year old me was so ripped and jacked that I could have kicked TWO of my twenty-year old selves asses. I was too busy living life back then to write about it.
Now, in the immortal wisdom and words of the great Lynyrd Skynyrd ----- ALL I CAN DO IS WRITE ABOUT IT.
So, why don't I publish on here?
Well, since nobody asked, or gives a fuck, I'll tell you anyway.
I have about a dozen stories on my hard drive that are near finished. I get inspired and start a new one and tend to write only stories when I am inspired because the quality of the story is much better. I can knock out chapters quickly when I "free-write" and just sit down and get focused.
The problems are like Arby's sandwiches - too numerous to mention, and they are all basically flavors of the same thing.
The first is quite simply that I have no "muse". I have a couple of long-time friends on here that help me out, and without them, I'd have given up on this place a long fucking time ago.
The user community is largely the most toxic I've ever encountered. It's not 4chan trollboi level, but the forums feel like toxic waste dumps. If I ask for help, feedback, or comment, there will be one or two users there ready to pounce on me with negative shit, and an avalanche starts. My intent for an open dialogue and having a constructive exchange of ideas where we may take away a different perspective and even learn things is naive at best.
People may ask "You expected something like that on the INTERNET?" as they laugh.
It would be the same as expecting something other than stomach pain and disappointment by eating at Arby's.
The thing is - why keep going some place and expecting different results if you know it's never going to be like you remembered or hoped?
For one - it's pretty much the only place I know. There is another forum focused on Embarrassed Nude Females. I once touted how positive the community was, but I spoke too soon. The toxic trollbois popped out almost immediately like karma's little helpers to prove to me how silly I was to think that. I had a 29 chapter story in progress about a girl that wants to convince her family to have a nudist household which I was very proud of.
Unsolicited Comments like "Go outside and touch grass" and "You write boring stories" are common when you are an author. Pointless trolls who contribute nothing like Statler and Waldorf sitting in the balcony week after week throwing out snotty grams are common here. However, you can turn off commenting on stories and hit block when someone wastes your time sending you one.
On that forum, they get added to your story as you post it, permanently. It's like a commercial break in the middle of your favorite TV show to tell you what a shitty television show you are watching.
Let's face it, the only Anal I am doing lately is analogies, so to continue it;
It's like I am sweating in my garden to trim roses for people to smell, only to have to step in dog-shit every time I walk through it to tend to another plant. I have to read it each and every time I open up the forum post. The admins (to their credit) took care of the issue, but not before my creativity was drained and I shit-canned the stories. Every time I go back to those stories, I think about those comments and relive those instead of the fun word pictures I was trying to evoke.
For Two - I have no muse.
I asked for editing help a few months ago, and a few kind people responded. I sent them what I was working on, and most were either overwhelmed, uninterested, or sent me back "I am reading," and I never heard from them again. You can't instantly make a connection with people and have a rapport. I understand that.
I stayed in touch with the long time friends I've known on here for a reason. They are different but they also aren't into my stories and don't really want to offer any helpful guidance. I need that feedback to keep me motivated and focused, and fresh.
I made a deal with myself a long time ago, when I first began as a writer. It's a deal, I would encourage EVERY author to make, whether they are experienced or haven't even begun yet.
1 - Don't publish a story until you finish it.
Every time I have broken that rule, I regret the shit out of it. I have a couple stories on here that I consider to be some of the best I've ever written. I just can't put an ending on them. My New Pony story, and Visiting Aunt Scarlett.
It's not a coincidence that BOTH of these were actually collaborations with Mike McGifford (one of those long-term friends). I started publishing them and then lost the spark, and now they've been in limbo forever.
2 - Read as much as you write.
I find as a good rule of thumb that it's best to read as much as I write. If I write three chapters, I should read three chapters of someone else's content.
The intent isn't to copy their style or content! The intent is just to stay fresh as an author and learn new techniques through observation.
I began writing for very selfish reasons. I simply wanted to write to inspire others to write similar stories. I loved stories in the genre of Mike McGifford, Amanda Serve, Vulgus, Phil Phantom, Hooked6, Tailweaver, and MaryS. I was hoping to give back to the community that gave to me, and INSPIRE others to write like they inspired me.
Then, I could read more content like the kind I enjoy reading.
However, as time went on, I realized how completely naive that was. I've managed to inspire and encourage a few authors who are also on that long-term friend list. If I've done more than that, I don't know about it.
It was Hooked6 and Vulgus in particular, who made writers out of me.
I didn't just like their genre. I liked HOW they crafted a story. I studied HOW they told it and learned to SHOW the reader and not TELL the reader.
I have always been a good bullshitter, and I've worked in strip clubs and had a colorful life. I can draw from people watching and personal experience to craft fantastical situations that still seem authentic and genuine because I can reflect those observations. I can live them again in a new form by giving them life when I put them down on paper. That's the good stuff.
That's the money shot - the whole reason I do this now.
I want to share these stories, but I don't like the negativity and I have nobody to bounce ideas off of that has the time or interest to actually offer anything more than "That's good, seems like a lot of words. I enjoyed skimming it before deleting". Well intentioned or not, the limited feedback that I receive isn't even a drip of water to a thirsty man. It's a bite of Arby's for a hungry man.
The secret to telling a good story is imagining you are sitting across from someone in a bar and talking to them - then just write what you'd say.
It was READING other people's stories that taught me how to enhance that. I could create a word picture with dialogue. I could cleverly HINT about things with clues.
Instead of writing "I am Darlene. I am 18 with hazel eyes and blonde hair, I live in Illinois, and this is my story..." you establish who she is, where she is, and what she looks like through the scene. I am not going to bore you with writing 101, but it was reading OTHER PEOPLE'S STORIES and the actual mentorship of people on this site including Hooked and Vulgus that made me a better author.
All you have to do is read my early shit and see a huge improvement over time.
Am I the best writer?
No.
Am I trying to be?
Also, No.
I am just trying not to be the Arby's of writing and put the same shit on a different bun.
A lot of my stories are about the same topics; embarrassed nude females and power exchange relationships.
You could probably create a Chaucer's tales style set of character templates for my stories to classify many of the characters that I introduce. There is usually a nerdy kid who's too smart for his own good who really likes butts and quirky girls.
Here is a clue: That's me, dude.
I write myself into stories.
It's not that I am a narcissist (necessarily). It's that one way I can get into the story is to create my own alter-ego. I try to give some nuance and make them distinct, but ultimately that version of Eddie is persistent across many of my stories.
Then there is the creepy old blowhard who sometimes sounds smart. Yeah, that's old Eddie. I usually make him very different than me, and sometimes I have him marry a slutty woman that looks surprisingly like Morgan Fairchild (because why not).
Ever since I discovered AI to illustrate my stories, I've enjoyed adding pictures of myself into the background as Easter eggs. That's not the same thing. I just like to do that as a goof/easter egg for loyal readers to notice.
However, what I try to do with my stories that makes them different is explore a variety of topics. I am not about just describing fetishes and sexual encounters. Those are more of the background activity that happens WHILE the story is happening.
There is a famous line about a movie producer asking a writer about their script. In the script, the main characters are talking. The producer asks "What are they supposed to be doing while they are talking?"
"They are having a dialogue," the writer blithely responds because he doesn't understand that's not the story. The dialogue is one component of the scene. The body language, the activity, and all of it serve an outcome. Even when the scene is dialogue-heavy, I learned through reading that I could still move the story along.
I could go on and on about the lessons that I've learned through simply reading other authors. I've also learned what not to do by reading drek and AI slop that is passed off now as erotica.
Unfortunately, there are simply not enough positive/constructive/good examples of fiction to keep up with my ratio. If you haven't written a story, I would simply encourage you to write and publish here. If not for yourself to live vicariously through the characters, to inspire others (including me) to read it and write so you can enjoy more content.
Yes, you will get snotty grams, yes, you will have setbacks, but maybe your journey will be easier and not as Arbified as mine.
I plan to publish some stuff up, but I can't say when or what. I know that in my illustrious history on this site, that for the same reason I have over 1,100 people who took the time to click "Follow" on my stories. To get that many fantastically weird perverts who thought enough of my work to follow it and read it, I am sure I also generated quite a few trolls that hate my guts.
I was never writing for mainstream appeal and I never wanted to do that. I have never limited the topics or fetishes I write about. I don't believe in censorship and just because an author writes a war story - it doesn't mean they advocate war. If an author of murder stories writes about murder it doesn't mean they are telling you to murder. In my case, I am just reflecting that people are diverse and not everyone is into the same shit.
(Arby's, are you listening? That doesn't mean just change the bun!)
I may include femdom in my stories. That will piss off the man babies because they are insecure in their manhood.
In the same story, I may include someone who believes in more traditional submissive roles for women. That will piss off the people who think submission is a weakness and it's me spelling out a recipe for a society based on mysogony.
I have news for the trolls that downvote for that reason: Society IS based on mysogony, racism, greed, etc. No one needs Eddie to write a little story to tell them how to keep doing that. I am just writing a story, not preaching from the pulpit about how things ought to be. These people would have torn down books like 1984 and the Handmaid's tale because they think the authors are fascist assholes.
If I include pee-pee, or poo-poo, bondage, electric play or someone jerking off a dog - we are all adults and we know these stories are fiction. If you can handle someone's head being blown off in a war movie, you can handle a fetish that you don't personally do. If you can't - another option is not read it. I include story codes. I understand story codes. I dig story codes. I personally don't care what story codes you include in your story, but I respect someone's desire to not read a story that contains things that they don't like. You won't usually find that on traditional books.
Most people, especially the blithering trolls, don't usually read story codes. That's their choice, but what gets me is that they think the solution is sending nasty grams and downvoting, when the solution was reading the code and moving on. Trolls are the Arby's of the Internet. They don't really add anything, nobody will miss it when it's gone, and you aren't going to enjoy any interaction with them, even if you think you might this time.
The trolls think that by downvoting they will prevent people from writing about it, or maybe since they have literally no value in society and no other influence - this is all they can do.
I do this in part, because just like some people are vegan and maybe I am not, I can still include a vegan in my fucking story without being accused of 'promoting veganism'. Get it? I can write about a deaf person and not be deaf. I can write about someone who gets their rocks off a different way than me. That's what grown ups do. They all have different tastes. I don't ONLY write me. I write every motherfucking body that needs to be in the story with different opinions and tastes.
However, it gets me hate sometimes, which seems unwarranted. If you are going to be pissed off at me, there are a dozen reasons that may be warranted, but the fact I wrote a story that featured a girl who likes to pretend to be a kitty is not the one.
In any case, the ignorant trolls with nothing better to do irritatingly pounce as soon as they see my first chapter posted on the new site and hit "You call this a story" because the admin insists on a voting system that doesn't really work. It does add up and taken with everything else, it can make posting here much less fun than it should be.
When you have a small sample set, if only seven people vote and you have 1,000 readers, you have less than 1% of the population of readers deciding that the story is a 3.4. The only people voting that early are usually sycophants or trolls, with trolls outnumbering everyone. Most of my stories will eventually get in the tens of thousands of readers, but early on that story is going to get abused and beaten by the trolls.
I assume they have such limited real-world power, and since their time is largely worthless and of no value, that they have nothing better to do than pounce on new stories to down vote them. It's discouraging because most of my stories don't hit their stride until chapter seven.
I would also say for a new author, be aware that you have to suffer that in order to get published here. It's not a fun experience, but also turn comments off. They are on by default - shut them off.
Nine times out of ten, it's going to be some lazy ahole that didn't read story codes bitching "This contained (a story code from your story) and I don't like that, 3 out of 10!!!!"
Voting isn't objectively telling you the quality of your story. It's a means for people like him to punish you as an author for not writing only the fetishes he likes.
In conclusion, if life really is like Arby’s, then the cruelest part isn’t just that you keep getting served the same shit on a different bun, it’s that sometimes you bite in thinking you’ve finally found something worth chewing, only to realize halfway through that you are probably going to have the shits later.
I am not sure how that advice is really of value (much like Arby's - thus reinforcing my theory). Please follow me for more life advice/stories.
I have often asked for an editor on this site. The editor job probably sounds like a lot of thankless work to most people.
The role is often confused with being a proofreader which I definitely need as well. I have a friend who doesn't really enjoy my stories that has painstakingly helped me with that for quite some time.
I use Ms word, grammarly and other tools, and even with frequent rereading of my story, I often miss mistakes that I would catch in anybody else's writing because I know what it's supposed to say.
The role of editor is often confused with being a muse and a source of inspiration. That's a pretty lofty job and very difficult shoes to fill.
There are a couple authors on here that I stay in touch with that often inspire me with their work. I try to read as much as I write as a rule of thumb. There isn't enough stories that really float my boat and flick my bik to maintain that ratio though.
What I'm looking for is someone who actually enjoys my stories, that wants to read the early drafts and provide some constructive feedback. I don't use external email. I use the email through here and I would just paste it to you.
I'm not looking for exhaustive proofreading and I don't expect a lot.
I also can't promise that I can deliver new material all the time. I will write as much as possible with the time I have left on this planet. I don't have a schedule though and I don't do this for money.
if this intrigues you at all, I would ask that you also make sure that you've read at least three of my stories and like the themes before you respond. I try to post a lot of different stories but there are definitely some recurring themes
I'm looking for story direction and plot holes, ideas and suggestions to make the writing a little more fluid and intriguing.
In exchange, you get to read some of the ideas that I might never even publish. I have dozens of stories that are half complete that have not been published here. I am trying to write an entire story before I start publishing it because I have made the mistake of not finishing some first.
You would also get an advanced copy of the story before I publish it but by the time you read it I might have already posted it. you could still provide feedback because I am the type to go back and fix things.
if you are an existing author and you enjoy my writing, I'm all about co-collaboration and helping you in the same spirit.
if you are somebody who has never written but you have lots of dirty ideas, you are especially welcome to contact me. I was once exactly where you are. I used to read stories and think I had some pretty good ideas but I did not have the confidence or drive to tell my stories.
I'm glad I got over that because now I get to live them through writing them and sharing them and it's not as hard as I thought it would be. It is still work and it can be frustrating but it's all worth it. I can maybe help you get started writing and give you some feedback and pointers.
I tried to pass on some of the things I have been taught over the years about storytelling. There was an author who sadly passed away named Ernest Bywater that inspired me. There have been authors like Vulgus and Mike McGifford who inspire me just through their work. I try to give back in the same ways and help aspiring authors.
Constructive feedback is a gift, and it can not only encourage but it can improve the story so that everybody benefits.
I decided to delete;
Fall From Grace 2: the Confession of Abigail Parrish
Game of Thrones: How I Wish the Series Had Ended
A Little Humiliation Never Hurt Anyone, Love
The Parrish story, I may repost with illustrations. I am not sure. It's a historical Civil War era story.
The Game of Thrones -it never seemed very popular. Shortly after S8, I wrote what I thought should have happened. This was before I even knew that the two show runners were basically coked out Hollywood Dbags that were high on the smell of their own farts.
The new story isn't doing very well - not sure why. I will finish it and may repost. I suspect it has to do with my favorite trolls and their many accounts. It's been edited very well, has good illustrations, etc. It was a fun story to write but for whatever reason I will eliminate it.
I may redo some of my classics as well.
https://www.storiesonline.net/s/20017/do-you-have-a-big-dick
Do you have a big dick, why not? Is about a guy who meets a shy girl, and finds out her mother and sister (and her) do cam shows - but a whole lot more.
When I published this, I didn't own MS word and do AI images. I may polish it and republish it with new content. It seems beloved but unpopular overall.
Periodically, I think I will prune out some of my stories.
If you are a Vulgus fan and looking for something of mine that I am proud of - this was one of my earliest stories and I really enjoyed writing it. It needs some TLC under the hood though in terms of editing and elaboration.
If you've never watched this bloody brilliant show featuring Sheridan Smith - here is an example;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXyliE2IDQI
It would never fly in America. It was smart, and sassy and British people often have very sexual jokes/innuendo in their humor that Americans aren't ready to process and may not even find funny.
We watch shit like Friends and Roseanne.
They watch shit where people judge each other's cocks and cunnies and decide to vote them solely based on who has the biggest, or a show where two kids go up the ice cream lady and say "Show us your fanny, then?" and after she does - their minds are blown.
I'm an Anglophile and I've loved that saucy sense of humor going back to the days of Benny Hill - little titty tarts on his show in nurse costumes with lots of mascara getting groped by a little old man while Benny slaps the back of his head - that's entertainment.
I've written only a few stories set in Brittain, and my most recent one is largely influenced by the sensibilities of Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps.
I wanted to write a Sheridan Smith style character - the kind of cheeky mum you might meet in a pub that would "show her tits for a laugh" but make some self-deprecating joke about being a fat cow -when she's actually quite cute - probably has a gap in her teeth, bleached blonde hair, blue eyes - hairy quim, and all that.
https://storiesonline.net/n/30865/a-little-humiliation-never-hurt
It's called A Little Humiliation Never Hurt Anyone, Love
It's what I would consider a classic CMNF (Clothed Male/Nude female) or Embaressed Nude Female (ENF) story. The mum gets off on being snapped but even she can be embarrassed - it's just the bar is higher for her than it is her daughters- and on some level, she likes being red-faced and red arsed.
A cheeky British mum had decided that she and her daughters are going to allow her son to take "nudie snaps" (pictures) today. She insists they get their kits off and grin and bear at - at first for an hour but she enjoys the attention and the pictures so much that it stretches for much longer.
I would ask a kindly Brit to give it a read and let me know if I've made any mistakes. I have a few edits in the hopper to chapter 4 and 5 (including the pictures) that should be posted up in a few hours - hopefully by the time you read this they will be made.
The backstory of the main character is that she is from the North but lives in Surrey, so that gives me a little license to mix and match accents and cultural distinctions somewhat.
I wrote another story "My Sons Dared Me" - and it was a bit rough for me - even a pack of hot dogs comes in a different number than here in America. The concept of supper, dinner and lunch are very different regionally and possibly even depending on whether it's Sunday or not (for some reason).
Even what the British consider "relish" is completely different. It's basically Ketchup from what I gathered, and here in America, we'd usually think you mean pickle relish/sweet relish.
I had someone point out that they wouldn't say Lagersham Road, they'd say Lagersham.
I live some place where we do things like name a street Central Avenue and it may turn into Cherry Road, which then turns back into Central Avenue, unless you are going the other way, and then it's Cherry Avenue.
They said I wrote about British people "The way Hollywood writers create dialogue for Hugh Grant to say in movies," which wasn't all that bad. This time around, I used Chatgpt to help me research actual dialogue whenever possible.
It's a fun little story, and I am not obsessed with authenticity. It's okay if I take some poetic license. It's not like I am writing Robin Hood or something and casting Kevin Costner to talk in his American accent. However, if you can give the story a once over and let me know if you like it - I'd appreciate it.
It's not as dirty/filthy as many of my stories. It's more playful, and there is no real pain/bondage like most of them - at least not yet. I wanted to create a dirty little romp.
If you aren't interested in my story, I still recommend Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps. It makes me envious that I don't live there.
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