introduce yourself. Yeeeaahhh fiction!! You wrote a story combining my two favorite shows. I don't see how you could go wrong there, but this was wonderfully written too!
I don’t know. I have nothing but time to think about this shit and I don’t know. I can’t afford to be a fucking philosopher. I have survival on the mind. A little bit of good and evil, don’t you think?” ~~**I
LOVED the intro....especially this piece. All of us have that blend of good and evil, I think. I think it is what makes human nature so fascinating.
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“You know, when I was your age, we had so much more respect for our elders. We understood their experience came with age, and wisdom, and maturity.”
“Right, and I’m sure that’s exactly what you say when you can’t get it up for your honey at night. I’m out of here in 15, and I have a date, which is more than I can say for your wrinkly ass.”
Munch glared. “I date.” ~~**EXCELLENT banter between these two jaded partners. You nailed them both dead on. I loved the interaction between all the partners, but this had to be my favorite. It was also nice to see Cassidy in a fiction. Even if he was just being used for a quick fix....GO Olivia! LOL she embodies so much of what all us little peons think and feel....and would like to do..including spend some time doing the rumba with Stabler! LOL**~~
The most he could do was watch, and wait, for some sign of what was really wrong, so that they could work through whatever it was together. What did he have to lose, anyway? All he had was time. Dragging a hand soothingly across Chris' scalp, he settled in for a night of struggling to read by the dim light. ~~**Such a touching scene and soo Beecher and Keller. I adored that part madly.**~~
Oh well, Toby sighed. He could try to make an effort talk to Chris, somewhere before the amazing head, or after the amazing anal. Priorities. That's what was definitely fucked up about this situation. Priorities. To fuck, or not to fuck, that was definitely the question. Sleep finally fell over them both, and contrary to Toby's earlier predictions, when Murphy passed by for the second time on his rounds, he passed on, his heart not allowing him to break the intimacy of the scene. ~~**Hmmm with Keller or even Beechball...I would say the answer to that question would definitely be TO FUCK! LOL I just love Murphy and this is just one of the many reasons why. The guy has a heart under that gruff exterior!**~~
Before anyone could stop him, he had lifted the tarp, and his stomach had plummeted to his knees. He was vaguely aware of someone catching him before the world went gray. ~~**Ohhhh man.
You KNOW to churn tummies of seasoned vets like the SVU squad it HAS to be horrendous!**~~
Ok let me finish by saying this was a great read! WELCOME to the AA family. I hope that you enjoy yourself here and frequent us often as I am really looking forward to more of your story!
~Writing is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public. ~Winston Churchill
