A Tribute to Senshi: The Very Last Bar of Soap
Story by Evil Empire
The Very Last Bar of Soap
A Tribute Story for Senshi
Originally I was going to write this story and post it on the anniversary of Senshi's departure from FP. But then he did the unexpected and came back! So now this story is to celebrate his return. Welcome back, Kot- er, I mean, Senshi!
Warnings: nudity, accidental facials, shower masturbation
The sexual content is light and incidental. Not fap-worthy.
The Very Last Bar of Soap
"SCORE!"
Her voice was so loud she damn shook the whole house, and startled, I dropped the glass of orange juice I had in my hand. Luckily, Blue has superhuman reflexes and she handily caught it mid-drop and smoothly returned it to me, not a single drop spilled.
"Beautiful and talented, you're a wonder, Blue."
Praise didn't seem to have much of a warming affect on her. "You're welcome."
Disaster averted I stifled a sigh and looked at Ann who was looking in the direction of the bedroom I shared with Autumn. "Well, she's certainly excited about something."
"Yeah, but she didn't have to shout loud enough to shatter windows," I grumbled.
"But no windows were shattered," Blue pointed out. "Ergo she didn't shout loud enough to shatter windows."
Blue really doesn't do hyperbole.
"In any case, we should probably go see what's got her so excited," Anne said. "It's probably nothing bad, she sounded pretty excited-"
"What if it's porn?" I asked.
Anne rolled her eyes. "It's not porn. Sometimes I think the only two things you ever think about are mowing yards and sex."
"Sometimes I think about sex while mowing yards," I said, sticking my tongue out at her.
"Given my observations of your sexual state while tending to the lawns in the neighborhood I can safely say it's something you do a lot more than just 'sometimes'," Blue replied.
"That's true," Anne said with a chuckle. "I don't know often I-"
I jerked my thumb up to motion to the upstairs where I shared a bedroom with Autumn. "Yo, I'm going upstairs to make sure Autumn didn't just kill herself. Feel free to stay down here and talk about my boner if you like."
Instead of arguing they followed me upstairs to the room I shared with Autumn. When I opened the door I found Autumn at our computer, still doing fist pumps into the air.
"I take it you finally found some info on Dad's Golden Balls of Penzoose," I said.
"Ha! Even better," Autumn said as she turned around in her chair, grinning from ear to ear. "I just sniped the greatest movie prop of all time on EBAY!"
"Luke Skywalker's lightsaber?"
"Even better, the Fight Club soap!"
I wrinkled my nose. "Yeah, I think yo
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