Team Stacie

Team Stacie

Your wife wants to go to Reno for a #SpicyValentine.

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Two years ago, critically acclaimed novelist and MacArthur Fellow won the National Book Award for his novel Black Syntax, rejected the Pulitzer Prize, and sold the movie rights for a small fortune. used the money to buy a luxurious mountain cabin in the Cascade mountains near the tiny mountain town of Skykomish. became a literary recluse, taking an extended sabbatical from the university where he taught creative writing in order to work on his next novel. Six months ago, married Tara Griffin, a professor and William Faulkner scholar with a PhD in English. A week before Valentine's Day, the couple hosted seven friends for a weekend of cross country skiing, good food, and stimulating literary conversation. With them was Stacie Talmost, a novelist who’d known since first grade. Anita Miller and Monica Harris co-wrote YA novels and were married to each other; they both had dated in college. Tasha Iggwilv was a poet who taught in the MFA program. Micha Kadorto and Mary Blake were also English professors with specialties in Flannery O’Connor and Jane Austen respectively. Kyla Tiltowait was a recent graduate of the MFA program and ’s protégé. After a long day Saturday of skiing, they returned to the cabin for a tasty dinner as the light snowfall turned into a blizzard. After too many margaritas and too much Maui Wowie, Micha issued a drunken invitation to the women in the room. Did you know that Tara has never been fucked in the ass? That changes next weekend. This Valentine’s Day, Mary and I are taking her to a stud ranch in Reno, and we’re all going to get airtight. Every guy there is at least twelve inches and thick as my arm. Tara deserves a real man’s cock taking her anal cherry. We’ve even had tee shirts made! Who here wants to come with? Tara blushed. Micha, she said pointedly, I haven’t told about Reno yet. She looked at apologeticly. “Well? Now you know. Oops."