SpiderJohn

Love the books, check out 'in the mirror' for a smiler genre, i follow you and you follow me?

@Spiderjohn_1960 - Hey thanks for the follow and love your books by the way!❤️❤️❤️

Please make another book with Ruby and Paula, about Ruby training her and stuff. It would be super hot! 

Roxy and Friends is finished.  I think it turned out good.  It’s #1 in several categories. Hope you enjoy.  Also check out my other finished stories.  Stay Kinky my friends!

My story The Anniversary is complete, I’ve got a new story, Roxy and friends I’ve started.  It won’t be nearly as long.  Adult themed.  Check it out.  Still editing.  Needs smoothing out. 

Thanks to all that have added The Anniversary to your reading list. Im only a few chapters from wrapping it up.

My mother loved to write stories and read books. I had no interest in either.  When I needed a paper for school, my mother wrote it. I would copy it in my handwriting and turn it in. Only thing I ever got A’s on were her papers. This same pattern of cheating continued into college.  My mother knew what I didn’t, that I would learn to write and read better this way. I got good grades and was proud of them anyway.  Although I considered it cheating, she didn’t. I was learning subconsciously. Then came the college Jr. English Exam.  To pass the Jr English exam, you had to write a paper in class. My mother could not help me this time.  I was scared, anxious, and afraid I would be embarrassed. My mothers words “you can do anything you put your mind to” never left me. I was put in an auditorium with desks and two hundred plus other students.  Six fresh sharpened #2 pencils and a folder of lined blank paper were provided each student.  I was the last person in the room to finish and turn in my paper.  I wrote about my summer baseball season. The ups and downs.  The victories and heartbreaking defeats. How I was the last batter of the season.  My last season of baseball. The pitch I hit over the fence just barely foul that would have sent us to the championship game.  And struck out swinging the next pitch.  I gave it my best shot.   I’m gonna give writing my best shot.  Maybe I come up short again. But if I don’t try, I’ll never know.