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33 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 27, 2014
Shane was chewing his lip. I’d never seen him looking so excited. (Well, I had, but those other times he’d had something up his butt.)
“So,” he asked, “what do you want us to do, Gran?”
Gran fished in her pocket and then handed Shane a key. “I want you boys to go out to the lighthouse and get rid of that ghost.”

It was then I discovered the worst horror of all – my kindle was dead.
“Nooooo!!!!!!” I screamed. “This can’t be happening. Oh, shit, Shane, I’ve got nothing to read. We have to get out of here!”
Shane lay next to me and wrapped me in his arms. “You can live one night without your kindle.”
Does this bastard know me at all? “I can’t Shane, I really can’t.”

Nothing says I love you like a pre-lubricated butthole.
Wrug-out lesbians are so sad to look at that I had to wipe away a tear.
It was then I discovered the worst horror of all - my Kindle was dead.
“Did you pack your kindle?” Shane asked.The new short story is titled "Boo!", but it was way more entertaining than scary, so here are a few of my own personal favorite alternate titles for this highly-entertaining little jewel:
“I’ll carry it. Did you pack your green jockstrap?”
“Wearing it. Let’s go.”
“Shane,” I whispered, “I didn’t shove my finger up your ass.”
“Then who did? ... Oh, Mason,” Shane said with a shudder, “what the hell just happened?”
“I think you just got fingered by a ghost.”

“You have to let Ben [the ghost] inside you.”Uhhh, "Exorcism for table 5, please..."
“Uh… no. He already got to finger Shane. That’s going to have to last him for a while.”

Lee the librarian was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. He was in his mid-60s and, not only was he wearing a sky-blue cardigan, he had a bowtie to match.Classic fucking Mason.
Shane nudged me as we followed him and pointed at Lee’s back.
“That’s your future,” he mouthed.
“I know!” I mouthed back.





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It was then I discovered the worst horror of all – my kindle was dead.
“Nooooo!!!!!!” I screamed. “This can’t be happening. Oh, shit, Shane, I’ve got nothing to read. We have to get out of here!”
Shane lay next to me and wrapped me in his arms. “You can live one night without your kindle.”
Does this bastard know me at all? “I can’t Shane, I really can’t.”
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Adorable, amusing, sweet and sexy!





to the list of men who bring such joy to my life, there is no limit to my gratitude. xo










