Age of ship.
Conflict of interest between ship and ship owner
Ships heading in different directions
This sailor’s unsuccessful navigation of past stormy seas
After staring at the flashing cursor for twenty minutes, I move on.
Pros
Everything, other than above.
“Fuck. I am so fucked.”
This is getting me no where. But I still don’t feel like doing any work.
Fanfiction time.
It’s been weeks since I’ve loaded a new chapter onto Wattpad. Perhaps some superhero smut will clear the cobwebs, so to speak. The chapter was particularly spicy, the first time sex between Spidey and Hulk.
Sipping from my Pepsi I read the last few paragraphs, just to reacquaint myself. It’s stock standard for the most part. Well, as stock standard as what is essentially copyright infringing porn can be.
“You should take that suit off, Peter. Let me see what lies beneath.”
Quivering, Spider-Man tears his suit from his body, and throws himself against Hulk’s massive frame, running his hands up and down the wide expanse of his muscular back, climbing him like a tree to taste his lips and whisper,
“I want to straddle your thick neck. Watch you suck my dick while you go town on my nipples‘til I blow my load all over that furry green chest. Then, I’ll return the favor.”
Holy shit.
Clearing my desk in a single leap, I don’t run, so much as sprint from my office back out onto the rink, my internal maniacal laughter suppressed only because of where I am. Two things happen simultaneously as I approach. One: Coach blows his whistle and announces the end of practice. Two: Cory turns and our eyes lock.
“What?” he mouths, gaze shifting between my eyes and the stupid grin I can’t conceal as he skates closer.
“Malkovich,” I say as gruffly as I can. “I need to check the strapping on that shoulder. See how it held up.”
“Sure thing.” He nods to Lucas and Sam who trail closely behind him, then steps off the ice and follows me through the rabbits’ warren of barren corridors to the treatment room. Facing the door as it clicks shut, I feel Cory’s warm breath on my neck.
