Not really, it was short and flaccid. :(
30 pages or so.
It's not just about length so much as it is about thickness... you know, expanding your characters, conveying important themes... Also, you've gotta use what you've got to the best of your abilities. There are some 10 page one-shot comics that are more exciting than an incredibly long, agonizingly slow one.
And impotence is an up-and-coming kink, I do believe. What with all the ED going around... (our fears turn into our biggest turn-ons, I read somewhere..)
hah, up-and-coming? what am I saying? every fetish has existed since the dawn of time, with the exception of those that require complex machinery, like car sex and cyborg sex. omg omg I actually saw this REALLY CRAZY AWESOME BOOK once, it was at a normal bookstore don't worry, and it was 'the history of erotica' and it had these dirty daguerrotypes, and victorian engravings of nuns getting it on, and tentacle sex, and reeeally old pictures... it struck me as funny, it's like, the very SECOND they invent a camera, what do people do? make porn. I imagine it must be pretty hard
to keep in position/still while waiting for the film to develop or whatever.
Also I saw this book of cartoon erotica made by one of the creators of Superman! it explained a bit why Lois Lane's always tied up when Superman comes to save her..
Zoe continued kissing and cuddling with my private parts while I laid back and stared at her butt-hole. The smell was not completely good. It had a slight funk. I liked it.
That is a great line, I must admit. horrific, too.
It was about four in the morning and I do not remember what the moon was like. I think it was normal. Anyway, the werewolf had me against the side of the hotel. He smelled like a paper bag.
Two floors up was Pats room. I didn't call up to him because I knew that this would make the werewolf angry. At that moment he was just standing near me breathing heavily.
A car pulled up to the hotel. It was Zoe back from the bar. By the way she was walking it was obvious she had a good night. She didn't notice me, or the werewolf.
I decided to take my chances and make a run for it. I was fat and not capable of achieving much speed. The werewolf must not of even chased me. If it did I wouldn't have had a chance.