Foster’s Porn Story: With a Little Help From My Friends Chapter 1
Over the past few days I’ve been trying to revise a bunch of the
chapters in “Falling Apart”, part of the “More Than My Friend”
multi-fic. It’s mainly grammar and spelling errors I’ve been fixing,
but I tweaked chapter three of “Falling Apart” so I’m not in blatant
violation of “Good Wilt Hunting Anymore” (but I can’t be blamed for
doing it purposely; my story was finished about a year before the
special.)
Anyway,
here’s a story idea I’ve had for a little bit, but unfortunately the
site was giving me problems for the past few days (and still is – it’s
currently only letting me upload documents on certain internet
browsers.)
All feedback is appreciated!
The curiously gangly imaginary friend murmured in dismay the moment he realized what terrible things were afoot.
No
sooner had the familiar redbrick elementary school come into view up
ahead, immediately he spotted a small blur shoot off down the sidewalk
towards him in a straight beeline. Instinctively he increased the lanky
gait he had been previously traveling at into a swift jog, and rushed
to intercept the child scampering towards him.