It's a tiny pink button that appears at the end of a story Kinn is reading. Out of nowhere. Kinn's been on this site for a while, now. He's read a lot of stories to the end. He's never seen this pink button before.
"Talk now," the button says.
Talk to who? About what? Why?
Curiously, he clicks on the button and is suddenly asked to create an account in order to "talk".
Kinn would rather die than put his name anywhere on this site. So, he spends about 15 minutes, trying to come up with the perfect pen name. Eventually, he decides on "guardlover" because it's true.
As soon as the account is created, a new page pops up, showing lots and lots of comments from other people who are just as shocked as Kinn that the site is allowing a forum for conversation. Every name is fake as far as Kinn can see, but he's not surprised. Some people are even tagging specific people in replies to previous comments.
It's a thrill to watch grown adults gush over a porn-reading site like a bunch of teenagers. But really, who's worse, if Kinn is the one having fun reading other people's reactions to stories that he's also read? Someone even suggests that the admin of the site allow commenting on stories and... yeah, Kinn would love that, too.
He imagines it would be nice to extend the experience of reading a story, if he gets to read people talk about it in the comment section of that particular story.
Enjoying this moment, Kinn clicks on the comment box to talk, and wonders what his first comment should be.
Because, even though no one knows that it's him, he wants it to be special.
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The Mansion of Men
FanfictionThe mafia men need a place to blow off steam. And it's not the kind of place you might imagine. It's not a bar. It's not a brothel. It's not a gym. It's a website where they get to read anonymous fanfics about their co workers and bosses fucking ea...
