9.8. Some Like It Hot

( He rocked his hips forward, displaying his assets to his client who was sprawled naked beneath him, and slowly trailed the tip of his tongue enticingly up the side of the thin leather whip balanced in his hand... )

Your Inner Color is Purple


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"A habit is something you can do without thinking - which is why most of us have so many of them." (Quote by Frank A. Clark)

LINK: Number 3482: never kiss a client on the mouth.

I'm not even going to ask...

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13.5.3. Seek medical advice

Co-written with doctortara

[Follows THIS and set a couple of weeks after THIS]Flynn smiled as the Campbell bundle of joy was gently placed into his arms. Before Tara backed away, she made sure the baby blankets were all neat and the little blue hat with bear ears was sitting straight on her son’s tiny blond head. He smelled of ( Read more... )

15.8. Bravado

Co-written with canmakeufeel

[Follows THIS & THIS]Flynn dropped his keys and wallet on the kitchen counter and tipped the two little orange pill bottles from the paper pharmacy bag. He caught the second one just before it rolled off the counter onto the floor and quickly read over the labels on them. He shook his head, more than a little ( Read more... )

33.1. Rest

[Follows THIS, THIS and THIS]

Flynn rubbed his fingers across his forehead with a slight shake of his head. “You’re fucking kidding me, right?” He sighed and leaned forward to put his head in his hands. “Fucking hell.”

( “It will clear right up with some strong antibiotics,” the doctor explained, annotating his script pad with the medication Flynn would need... )

Track 02. Don't be shy, baby, don't be careful with me
Let it go, let it 'solve me down
[‘White Chocolate Space Egg’ - Liz Phair]

Co-written with canmakeufeel

[Follows THIS]Flynn was sitting slumped on the sofa sipping a mug of black tea when Maddy appeared in the living room that morning. The blanket he had in the early hours of the morning after getting ( Read more... )

9.8. "You snobs! You stupid... stuck-up... half-witted... upper-class piles of... pus!"
| Fawlty TowersFlynn scooped up a handful of water from the tap and splashed it onto his face. The excess spilled down his wrists and bare chest as he looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. It was nearly three in the morning and he had only just made ( Read more... )