AnHeC (I'm too fucking busy and vice versa)

Hi! My name is Anna, "You'd really like me if you got to know me. I've known me for years and I love me."

"My knees go soft and I drop to my seat, weightless as whipped cream..."

Real  - Katy Evans

10 % (going is slow)


"... what would make me enormously happy and satisfied as a professional is that from now on, when Remington Tate fights in a ring, he will flow like a ribbon with the strength of a dozen oxen..."



She fastens seatbelt on a plain and is surprised he doesn't do it. On a plane. Really?


Oh, and apparently once she stopped training for real, her muscles just... went away? Even though she still exercises? I'm confused. But that's nothing compared to her getting pawed by him (it's normal for a stranger client to get touchy-feely with your injury, is it not? )


OMG, I got to "Every sexual organ in me is awake and aching. My genetically induced mating instincts are at full attention, roaring inside me."





"He's selecting a song for me from his own apparatus..." ??? Yes, calling an i-pod an apparatus is totally normal.



"My love for girl power songs is almost legendary" Too bad you don't practice what they preach.




"...and the way his sweatpants hang low on his narrow hips make my breasts feel so heavy and painful I swear to god I can't imagine how it will feel when I'm lactating one day".





"Rivulets of sweat cling to his torso, and I know he's perfectly warm and that his muscles have been trained to exhaustion. There's no more muscle glycogen in storage, his glucose will be low, and he'll be so hot he'll be like a warmed pretzel when I maneuver him"






"My sex muscles clench and I try to relax them, but every time he groans, they grip and clench tighter."









I don't know if I can keep up the updates. It's exhausting. I thing I'll just finish it. I have enough ammunition to kill it 30 times over.



Now, some cat's being assholes (to make us all feel better after what we've read):



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