Community Story: In the style of SeattleSmutWriter

[_Bond James Bond]

"Did you know bacon is a natural aphrodisiac." Lehi inquired while asking.

"Is this kosher?" Jayme mused playfully.

[_Doctor Scratch]

As the bacon began to pop and sizzle in the pan, Lehi experienced a shivver of concern that hot grease might pop and burn Jayme's pale pink alabaster skin. His mother had taught him when he was a boy that pants were a necessity when cooking bacon.

[_Blixa]

Her formerly semitic nose wrinkled at the scent. Lehi had promised to initiate her into a whole plethora of non-Kosher realms. She blushed when she remembered her Yiddishe Momma and what she would think of such a union. "What have I raised? A Shiksa?"

[Guest]

Then Lehi remembered that pants were even more needed when he was to cook sausage.

[Guest]

"Is wine kosher with bacon?" Jayme inquired inquisitively.

"If it's white." Lehi bantered, bothered by the buzzing bacon bits bathed by blissful grease.

"Delightful." Jayme poured the wet wine.

[_Doctor Scratch]

When the bacon was done she took it out and put it and placed in on the plate and carried it over to Lehi. She sat on his lap where she could feel his firm quadriceps bulging underneath her light cotton.
"Here," he said, breaking off a piece of bacon and slipping it between her crimson, parted, quivering lips. "Now you're a gentile, baby."

[_Runtu]

Closing her darkly lashed, oval, yet obliquely round, eyes, she steeled her conscience against the onslaught of the forbidden flesh, its smoky scent invading her olfactory senses and sending her into paroxysms of guilt and desire, the shame gradually giving way to the crisp cured meat.

[_Doctor Scratch]

Closing her darkly lashed, oval, yet obliquely round, eyes, she steeled her conscience against the onslaught of the forbidden flesh, its smoky scent invading her olfactory senses and sending her into paroxysms of guilt and desire, the shame gradually giving way to the crisp cured meat.

"Oh my god," she said, her throat blanching crimson. "MMMM. It's so....salty."

[_Bond James Bond]

"Did your nose just twitch?" Lehi asked directly.

[_Blixa]

"Nevermind, just wait til you taste my sausage," Lehi grunted. "Washed down with glass of ice-cold milk."