King Of The Hill Pornography Story: Feminie Strength Chapter Three
Feminine
Power-Part 3
Hello!
Um…sorry about the long wait. I wasn’t exactly sure where I was
going with this, and I’m still not too sure. I’ll give it a go, I
guess. Thank you, again, for my one and only reviewer (for this, at
least) Numbuh
484!
Ooooh!
Light bulb lights up I just got an idea! Okay, go read!
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Dale
squinted his eyes, hunching over a large stack of papers, trying to
read his own small scribble of writing. The soft light wasn’t helping
him at all, so reaching up, he switched his light to a harsher glare,
then glanced back at his paper. He sighed in frustration, then
crumpled up the sheet. Late at night, he didn’t get his best ideas.
He
shuffled through the top papers, most of which were covered with
doodles of cigarettes, beer, cockroaches, and sad attempts at drawing
Nancy. Looking further back in his notebook, he found one that seemed
sensible. Taking a thumbtack, he pressed it into the soft but firm
cork of his bulletin board. It was covered with pictures of stick
figures getting splattered, run over, embarrassed, and killed. None
of his ideas so far, though, were good enough to try on Joy.
