A gift for my flist, more trick than treat I'm afraid, but filled with nutritional grammar errors and inconsistent story lines. See, I rot not only your teeth but your brains too. Speaking of which, where the hell is mine!? Then again, what do you want for an hour's work, the first writing I've done since May!! OMB, where is my writing mojo? I need
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Poor Dean! He had no idea that the biker thought he was gay. *snort
I really liked this story, D. It's fast paced and entertaining as hell.
*hugs
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