A Change in Season
by
JLynn
I
have prevailed! I have triumphed! I have fought the tides of decency and moral
righteousness and have… sailed their seas?
No, that doesn’t sound right.
*points a finger upwards, victoriously* And have dragged my nets through their
pristine waters and dug up some tasty morsels of smut for you, my dearest
readers! For you!
What’m I going on about again, you ask? Whe-he-hell… JLynn? Rings a bell, perchance? JLynn of the “Storms of
War” fame? That classic X:WP epic, a tale of such depth and magnitude, such platonic passion and intricate plot to
have propelled her into the highest strata of “Serious Fan Fiction
Writers”. THE JLynn?
Hah!
Well,
guess what, sweetlings. She's not that innocent.
Don't
believe me? Why should you, after
all? I am, it
bears repeating, the woman who lights a candle in church and asks god for more
kinky sex. It only stands as valid that
I'd put a thoroughly deprived spin to whatever I touch. Or leer at.
But you catch my drift.
What
you're saying to yourselves now is - JLynn, THE JLynn would never write a shameless PWP just to
indulge a starlet whose den of iniquity is known throughout the greater
Hah! Hah, I say!
Hah!
Read
on.
All that and more. (Though the biotch did sneak in a plot into this story. Really, now…)
Make
sure you drop her a breathless, husky word of thanks,
too.
Ta!