Someone tell Momma Nature that it is Spring !!!!!I

It was SLEETING this morning in Kalamazoo Michigan. !

I want my 70’s & low 80’s Springtime weather !  Okay, I am done complaining, it’s not snow, so I should be thankful for that small mercy.

I want to thank those readers and fans that have purchased Own It, & especially those that have been kind enough to leave a review!

I have the habit of working on several books at a time.  That way when I lose the muse on one story, I can work on one of the others.   This book is not yet Titled, but I have two characters that I love ! they just showed up after a long night of writing, and when I read about them the next morning during a quick edit through, I wish I could use them in a full length book or story.  The problem is that all they do is screw/ have sex.  Instant heat.  They might not get their own book, but I can forsee them having a recurring role in future stories!

Below is an excerpt of Fancy and Hoss.  I cannot post this on my Facebook page for obvious reasons.  :::: Let me know what you think! ….. Stalker is talking to Dutch who is lying in the hospital…….

“So I guess I get to babysit your ass until the girl comes back.”  He resettled in that plastic chair and began catching Dutch up on the latest club happenings.

“Hoss and Fancy are still at it.  I came into the club and he had her little ass lying as pretty as you please on the table and his face was buried in her snatch.  That has to be the horniest couple of people I’ve ever known.  He told me one time that all he had to do was see her and his dick got hard.  It’s like having our own real life porno playing out in front of us anytime those two are in the same room.  I almost gagged when he was bragging about getting his red wings.  That’s not something that I’ve ever wanted to try.  I can wait a few days, or get a blow job to pass the time while I wait.

“That fucker called me a pussy when I said there ain’t no way I’d eat the red sauce.”  He looked at Dutch’s smiling eyes and was encouraged to see that his words were being understood.  He grinned and shrugged.  “I wouldn’t tell anyone about it if I did, not that I have, but damn.  Why would a man brag about that shit?”

He continued to describe Hoss carrying Fancy around on his dick as he walked them out of the bar’s back door heading to the trailers.  “I swear, that old boy had an arm under her ass and was sucking on her lips at the same damn time.  Still amazes me that he didn‘t even look up to see where he was going.  Those two should set up housekeeping together, but he is so fucking stubborn about not being tied down.  He told Gunner that He wasn’t gonna be led around by his dick by any woman.  Got his feelings all butt hurt when Gunner laughed at him and pointed towards where Fancy was bent over a table full of men that were enjoying the sight of her tits hanging down while she handed over a pitcher and plastic cups.

“Ol’ Hoss about went berserk when one of the boys gave her ass a slap and offered to give her a ride on his putt.  Yep, Gunner taunted him and we all watched him stomp over to where she was.  He was downright pissed that Turner told him to go find another pussy, that Fancy was not looking like she belonged to anyone.  Fucker got his wrist broke for his trouble.  Ol’ Hoss grabbed his hand off of Fancy’s ass and slammed it on the table just so.  There’s some bad blood there now for sure.”

Stalker grinned.  “Hoss grabbed her and sat in the middle of the damn club while Fancy gave him a blow job that looked like he was enjoying the hell out of himself while she had her lips wrapped around his junk.  Hell man, she didn’t even wait for him to ask or tell her what he wanted. He’d no more than sat down and she had his dick out of his pants and in her mouth. Everyone in the club knows how those two are around each other now.  The other passarounds and housecats don’t even bother with him anymore.”