Days
and Weeks in the Lives of the Backstreet Boys or Nick's
Virginity, AJ, and One Bookie Bear Make for Much Trouble
DISCLAIMER:
This story contains material of an adult
nature. It's not rated X, heck not even R. Maybe NC-17. But I want you to be
WARNED.
Yea, I know 'em. This stuff is real, did you think I
made it up? And I'm making TONS of dough. COUGH.
COUGH. Man, I have a great fantasy life.
No, I don't know 'em. I don't own 'em. I have no
intention of insulting 'em (it's just an added bonus)
and I sure don't make any money off 'em. If I did, I
wouldn't be doing this!
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Ok,
here goes!
Dedication:
This one is for Cecilia. Happy Birthday
(several months late!). Without you I would never
have tried, never have learned that I had this talent
(some would say talent at BSing, but that's just
semantics). Thank you, thank you, and KEEP WRITING.
Oh, and I'm stealing some stuff from you for this
story. So here's your credit! Now you can't sue me
for my collection of gold-plated used nose tissue.
Janie, once again, shout out to you girl! Your
feedback keeps me laughing, and keeps me writing! I
can't tell you how much I look forward to your emails.
Keep 'em coming!
Izzy, my main posting woman! I now know how hard this
is, having tried a page and given up! Thank you for
all your hard work, dedication, and sense of humor.
You are the best. And my thoughts are with you and
your loved ones always.
And Kat and Stephanie, and oh, everyone that had
written! Thank you so much!
Darn. This is longer than some of the chapters!
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