![]() Author has written 1 story for That '70s Show. Age: 23 years old Personality: Friendly, Respectful, Open minded, Stubborn, doesn't take too kindly to rudeness This is a sex positive space, if you do not agree, carry on else were. A letter to my dear readers, Good day, afternoon, or evening, my dear readers, I am the cunning, Mr. Fox. What I write is gay 18 short stories. Anything I like from TV-shows to Movies and ten to twenty pages long. More likely it will be of the cartoon forms but some others that aren't may hold my attention as well. If you do not like what I write, I bid you farewell. Those double brackets are more likely to happen due to my own interest. The list of things I like to write from TV shows will be listed below: That 70's show((Hyde X Eric Hyde X Fez)) Archer(Only Archer X Cyril) Yogi Bear (Yogi X Boo Boo) The list of things I like to write from movies will be listed below Disney's Robin Hood (Little John X Robin Hood Prince John X Robin Hood Sheriff X Robin Hood) If you have any ideas that you would like me to turn into an erotic short story, please don't be shy, send me some mail. I don't bite. Not too hard anyways. I am a friendly, mature fox with a love for men, intellectual conversations about anything, rights as a human, the subject of nature and the subject of Gender, sex, or sexuality. I welcome my readers to send me virtual mail to make friends and connect. Sincerely, Mr. Fox "I happily welcome you into my humble abode. Please, follow me to the den," he says closing his mouth to form a friendly smile. He gestures you in through the large round hole-like door that was built into the sturdy earth. The wood creaked as it swung shut quickly like an old screen door, bouncing back out from the impact. You follow him in, looking around the room. You see some photos over the burning fire place; it was of a young fox with a grey golf hat on, a white puff shirt and a red velvet vest. His pants were a light beige. "Would you like some tea?" he asks in a friendly voice while pouring some boiled water into his bag of loose tea. "Ah, unsure. That is quite all right, It will be there if you wish to drink it after all," he poured more water into a second cup for you. He leads you to a small room with a nice oak wood end table centered between two rustic wooden armchairs with forest green cushions on the seat. He places both tea on the end table and turns on the floor lamp, illuminating the large array of books behind them with a soft yellow light. He opens the drawer in the side table and pulls out a note book that he kept stories in. "Here you go,"he hands you the journal to read through his erotic short stories. His tail flickers softly as he sips his black loose tea. |
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