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Admittedly, I wasn't aware of just how to access reviews for posts until I had already submitted six stories. As such, and in response to the most recent reviews to stories I have submitted exclusively to FictionMania, I am providing answers regarding the style in which I have submitted them. My response should also provide (some readers) more than a singular possible indicator as to whether or not I am, indeed, able to draft a properly constructed sentence or paragraph (i.e., grammar, punctuation, proper spelling, capitalization, syntax, etc., along with the decidedly minimal use of ellipses). My observations (as well as others' similar observations) show that a typical story compels readers to (almost literally) wade through pages and pages of text that is so gratuitously populated with [complete] sentence after [grammatically and literarily correct] sentence (as one reviewer characterized as "standard anecdotal narration"). Twelve pages of text also usually include sixty or more paragraphs (also fitting the proper structure of a paragraph - singular idea; central topic sentence; main idea; unity; order; transition words with first, second, and third order; spatial relationships; logic; consistent verb tense and point of view; coherency, completeness, and summary). However, even after some writers have followed all of these rules, the reader is still left with very little value (at least, with regards to any intrinsic and sought after substance or content) anyway. The fact is that (and especially with stories of this type - primarily sex), more than a significant percentage of readers simply skim the "introductory preambles," gratuitous "introductions" anyway (along with paragraphs generally wasted on generic "character development" and "mood settings"). Instead, many readers actually (or want to) jump to the good parts (i.e., the sex) without the extremely subtle mauve colored blouse and less than subtle fuchsia lipstick (compared to any other colors). Put another way, readers are either typically reading overly long stories word for word (with appreciative kudos towards the writers out of recognition and acknowledgement of so-called "grammatically correct" prose) or, they're skipping over much of the text in order to reach the salient and more interesting portions of the story (the sex, which is the principal reason as to why people read these kinds of stories in the first place). Most dreams and random ideas (and, especially sexual fantasies) rarely even begin with a complete (and grammatically correct, properly punctuated) sentence anyway. Such inspirations (such as they are) are derived from, and usually begin with a disjointed phrase, snippet or partial sentence, fuzzy dream remnants, recent or distant memory, or fragments of ideas that just happen to morph into a particular scenario translating into writing about sex. Even so, all of my stories actually began (and were completed) as properly formatted stories (along with the appropriate introductions, usual scene settings, traditional character development, proper conclusions, and, yes, paragraphs). However, my stories as they're submitted simply allow the reader to literally jump into a story at almost any point and pick up in the middle and not feel as though they simply must go back to the very beginning to try and figure out how they got here in the first place (driving in the car, looking out the window, stopping at the grocery store, inane conversation with the next door neighbor, contemplating and musing one's thoughts, etc.). The reader (as the "first person" character) can be anybody they ("you") want to be in the story. It's the reader's choice as to whether or not they choose to interject themselves into the story as the victim ("you"). Or, the reader can be one of the perpetrators against the victim. Or, the reader can simply stand on the sidelines in the story as a passive (though extremely interested) observer. Hence, the frequent ellipses in the story force the reader to simply slow down (and perhaps more leisurely, enjoy the underlying substance and content). The purpose of the style I've used (even correctly acknowledged by one reviewer as "streaming consciousness") is to simply take [some] anonymous readers (myself included) away from the time-consuming and laborious rigors of literally trying to read everything word-for-word (out of some sort of misguided recognition, politically correct "courtesy", and belatedly expressed appreciation towards the anonymous writer). After all, there are plenty of "traditional" (typical) type stories that fit whatever "standard formula" that some readers seem to be looking for anyway. "Speed reading" through some things (work- related, professional and academic assignments, etc.) is a time-saver. However, recreational (sex-related) reading (just like sex itself) is not one of them. It reminds me of the adolescent mindset of some of those in their youth with the daily mantra, "I better hurry up and jerk off - before my mama [or daddy] opens the door and catches me..." Like "speed-dating," and furtive "quickie" jerkoffs, neither is nearly as satisfying by comparison when you slow down and take your time ("prolonged orgasm?"). Additionally, there are certain words and phrases that simply don't sound as sensual when they're read back (either aloud, or silently to oneself) in a "hurry-on" style, such as, "I wrapped both of my slippery hands, slick with my own spit, around the base of their cocks and jacked them off straight into my open mouth and aimed the rest of their filthy loads all over my face, covering my nose and eyes and hair with thick cum that congealed in a slimy mess all over my lips, cheeks, and underneath my nose. [period]" Compare this (same sentence, with delayed elliptical pauses) to, "you're wrapping both... of your slippery hands... slick with your own spit... around the base of Their cocks... and jerking Them off... straight into your open mouth... and aiming the rest... of their filthy loads... all over your face... covering your nose... and eyes... and hair... with thick cum... congealing... in a slimy mess... all over your lips... cheeks... and underneath your nose..." In short, the ellipses are designed to enhance the visualization, scene-settings, and the subjective emotional and psychological feelings that one might experience in such situations (but, only works if you actually slow down the reading). I've also experimented with this particular style by processing several stories through a "text-to-speech" reader, such as "Ivona Reader" (relatively expensive, but worth the cost). You can simply copy and paste any text, story, or typed submission into "Ivona" and have it read back to you through your computer in several different voice types (in various languages, dialects, and accents of your own choosing), such as male or female, with further selections and choices of foreign accents (British, French, English accents, and even Spanish, French, German, Italian, and other foreign languages). This includes the intentional phonetic mispronunciations (to match the desired dialect). "Ivona Reader" also permits you to have an unfamiliar (or unfamiliar) voice read the story back to you if the reader would like to lay back, close their eyes, completely relax, and enjoy the aural content of sensual stimulation and arousal without being "distracted" in having to focus on a computer screen (with one eye open) to try and read the text with one hand (while holding their dick in the other). Also, this would easily solve one reviewer's complaint that, "It's hard to get horny when [you're listening to] William Shatner's voice in your head! I don't want Zapp Brannigan reading to me!" Well, you can have a British girl (or man) read it for you with versatility in whatever language, dialect, pitch, tempo, and speed you choose. And, the program recognizes the ellipses, with appropriate pauses between certain words and phrases (rather than the typical "run-on" speed, no tempo, and no rhythm when trying to get through everything else in such a hurry). You can actually use "Ivona Reader" as a sort of pseudo-hypnotic tool in a third-person voice (and not expose your most secret and innermost fantasies to another potentially judgmental live person). You can ignore my stories altogether, and process your own stories (minus ellipses) through the Ivona engine (and see if they sound any better). The politically correct sentiment these days also seems to be, "If you don't like so-and-so, then don't hang out with them... if you don't want [blank], then don't [blank]... if you don't like [unregistered] firearms, then don't own one..." [uh-oh, unavoidable ellipses again]. However, there is an appropriate response for for those who insist upon not being "distracted" by such an abhorrent and "laziness" style of such painfully "unreadable" writing (ellipses, questionable capitalization, intentionally omitted punctuation, phonetically spelled pronunciations of dialects, etc.). The only reason... that "it's... super... hard and annoying to read..." is because that particular reader doesn't have time to slow down anyway... For readers who absolutely insist upon "normality" in drafting prose, my best (and singular) suggestion is to just simply skip all of my stories and move on (as such readers are vocally more satisfied with the more traditional representations of writing anyway. Those readers are entitled to their own aspirations to continue to submit their writings for the supposed "public good" with hopes of someday making it into "mainstream" literary circles. Those readers are also entitled to puruse their apparent goals of gleaning some semblance of recognition in sidling up to the almost unattainable abyss of "social redeeming value" and literary acceptance (whatever that means, and however that applies to the general genre and decidedly, subjectively specific styles when writing about sex). In the end, there are already so many available avenues and outlets for those kinds of aspirations (writing, reading, or otherwise). Put another way, if you don't like the particular style (lacking or otherwise) of my stories, then don't read them. The bottom line is that my stories (as they're written) are not for everyone. Readers either really like, or really hate my stories (there really isn't an "in-between"). I'm certainly not trying to impress anyone with any degree of defensibility, and I'm not trying to convince anyone to like (or even read) my stories. Screw the punctuation, the "try and try again" "give another shot" suggestions because of a supposedly "broken structure," "jibber jabber," and illiterate format (incongruent "bad manners" notwithstanding), and the lack of "friendly" paragraphs. No one should care "where the next line of text is..." I would also hope that most fantasy stories about sex are not designed "to be taken seriously..." anyway. Some of the reviewers were, ironically, missing punctuation and proper in their own reviews. And, if a reader thinks the style has a "lack of fluency," then that reader has neither the time or patience to slow down with pauses between certain individual words phrases (hence, the ellipses). Therefore, their only option is to follow through with puerile threats to "stop reading," and move on to more traditional and lengthier, time-consuming tomes. Another reviewer's remarks actually states that almost any writer's particular style "offends" them (along with art gallery openings hosted by abstract artists - rather than seascapes and "clowns on velvet") and speaks for itself with regards to expressing an overall generic sentiment. Another reader (Nom de Plumb) was much more forgiving in and put it better than I do in recognizing the "unorthodox, but hardly unprecedented" style, "Celine wrote in something like this scattershot, machine-gun style. [While] One can validly say that they don't care for it, it's certain not "unreadable." If anything, I find this style eliminates a lot of the needless machinery of conventional narrative [and] leaves us with a stream of consciousness which--when I pay close attention to my own inner monologue--is less a stream than a fragmented elliptical voice much like the one in this story. I can't say whether Prison Cuckold is writing in this way by design or for lack of any other way to express him/herself, but I find real literary merit here." Also, Donna Karen, "[s]tream of consciousness. It's like Celine. Ever read Celine Ladies? It lets the you/I/we/he/she pronouns float so that you can project your own sub consciousness into the story... as... you... get fucked.... again.... again..." And, Rosa.TV (who actually changed her initial negative review to a more positive one), "I actually am getting more used to this style of writing... one thing for sure - it makes me feel like I am the one getting it." Another reviewer wrote, "I must be getting a little more used to your style of writing because I can actually get into the action..." while another reviewer wrote, "[I'm] still am not crazy about the style of writing, but I can still feel what is happening and love it too - makes me want to be the victim..." However, the best statement in support of my technique was [Jenny-Marie], "[Y]es, the style looks annoying and I almost didn't start reading it, but I found that it worked... a disturbingly hypnotic story..." (Even if one sets aside all of my rhetoric thus far, then this was precisely the effect I was seeking.) In any event, thanks for all the feedback and support (from those who actually defended my style and seemed to "get it"), including the negative reviews (ironically, some reviewers happily found the reviews themselves even more entertaining than the stories). For those readers who might still be interested, if you'd like to send me some ideas of what you would like then I probably have a story or a similar (longer stories) already written for that topic (including "prison pants turned into shorts, shirt-tails knotted together with bare midriffs, hair allowed to grow, cosmetics smuggled into prison, and enforced girly body language). With all of that being said (two pages, eleven properly formatted paragraphs, and minimal use of ellipses), I've also posted my next story along with this response to the reviews. To those who like them, enjoy... And, by the way, who the hell is 'Uwe Boll?"

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While sitting and relaxing with a cocktail, there's another rap at the door. I go over , no clothes on ad answer. A man and woman enter and introduce themselves as Tim and Beth. Beth seems a bit scared when she walked in the room and seen a black man sitting there with no clothes on. I tell Bth to cme over by me and have a glass of wine.Tim gets himself a beer and looks at me with a grin. I tell him if he wants some of my pussy, he needs to come over to me. I tell him to undress and I...

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Death by BlowJob

My name is Michelle. This is the true story of the first time that I let a guy cum in my mouth during a blow job. I was one of those girls that never stood out in a crowd in high school. I was too smart to be popular . Those traits are exactly what attracted my first boyfriend (who later became my husband) to me.Freshman year of college, I'd been out on a few dates, but could never find someone to be serious with. There had been one guy that I liked a bit, but it never went beyond a drunken...

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"I know why you're here," the old man says. He is sitting at the back of the club, still wrapped in a shawl despite the roaring fire behind him. He doesn't bother to turn, instead staring into the flickering flames as he sips a glass of brandy. "I've seen that look before, that hunger. You think you've exhausted every pleasure this world has to offer and you're looking for some new thrill to ease the tedium. Then you heard about them and you wondered if it was possible, without dying...

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River PiratesChapter 8

The Ohio River could and would be very treacherous if it was ever given the chance. Sand bars abounded and the channel was almost impossible to find when the river was in flood. Capt. Johnson had a man on the bow taking depth readings every few yards. The Lovely Louise was barely moving just fast enough to keep up steerage. Any faster and they would not have been able to correct for changes in the channel. Fortunately, the Lovely Louise drew very little water, even when heavily loaded. She...

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1964 The Dairy of DesireChapter 25 Sucking Ears and Visiting Heaven

And then I sensed something that I can barely explain; the shock at first was far more than my comprehension. I passed through a strange envelope that was not dimensional. But I felt very safe although it was an utterly unexplainable experience beyond my senses. My usual nymph induced deep sleep took me to some place, a realm with the four of them somewhat attached in a very unusual way. The realm was apparently endless-timeless but I had no sense to measure what it was. This was a concept...

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