BCJ, Chapter 59: Last Chance

It was the middle of June, so even if I went all the way to Buffalo, it would still be pretty warm. However, I hadn’t even gotten to ‘enjoy’ my island life yet. Not to mention that I’m afraid of flying and I also didn’t wanna spend a few days on a yacht. No, maybe they would just dump me off in Jacksonville and I’d have to take a bus or something ‘north’. But considering that everyone was already evacuating all the way up to North Carolina, it was a little fucking late for that, right?

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BCJ, Chapter 58: Storm Warning

*Thuck! Thuck! Thuck!*

I love that sound… I don’t know why. Of course, I kinda hated it at first. The sound the arrow makes when it sticks into the target is pretty much the same regardless of what ring you hit, but it just sounds much more satisfying when you get a bullseye.

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BCJ, Chapter 56: More Shopping

I’ve always had an affinity for string instruments. Maybe that’s why I’m surprisingly talented? Or maybe I just expected a much higher learning curve? I mean, back when I was a kid, I once tried to use my uncle’s composite bow… I couldn’t even draw it back all the way. Of course, that was before I went through ‘puberty’ and my initial body-building phase, so I was younger than thirteen at least.

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BCJ, Chapter 55: Yoga

Ana was able to do 111 sit-ups in a row, which was a new record… But not enough to make any more money off it. By the way, I did check with Infinity and they said: [Only consecutive repetitions will count towards the current limitations of your bodies. The time limit is 30 seconds between repetitions.]

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BCJ, Chapter 54: Binge Reading

Okay, I really need to stop doing that. I was just about to go downstairs and work out, but my muscles felt a little sore… So I procrastinated like always. Instead, I just kinda-sorta fucked myself a few times and then started reading a new webnovel. It only had 298 chapters… But it took me 30 hours to read it all!

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BCJ, Chapter 53: ‘Married’

“Goddamn it!” As I was freaking out upstairs, worried about existential threats, a gout of boiling water splashed on Michael’s left arm when he dumped the noodles into the water. Yeah, even with such great pasta-mastery, anyone can make stupid mistakes. Fortunately, there was only a large red mark across my forearm and no ‘real’ damage. It burned for a while, but eventually was just kinda irritating. The red mark didn’t go away though.

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BCJ, Chapter 52: Sleep

[Bank Balance: 12,175]

Even though they told me I wouldn’t get paid for creampies until my dick healed, my balance still went up by a hundred dollars for each time I casually fucked myself over the next two days. Yeah, I got super into a few stories, to the point that I did nothing other than binge read for hours at a time. As for sleeping… I couldn’t.

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