Methadone moa

The many mistakes are so distracting- Bria/Brea, Mia/Moa, “Ja’Mal, it’s so magnificent “, no, it was Oman in that scene.

Generally an enjoyable read. Just two nits to pick.
1. A sniper gun guaranteed out to 350yds? Don't know what guarantee is involved, but any good hunting rifle can perform well at 350yds. Sniper rifles are all about accuracy and that would probably be referred to as something in MOA.
2. Only MDs can write prescriptions. No way would a pharmacy honor one from a nurse practitioner and she would probably be arrested for writing them.

Jade needs to work on her psychic power!!! Her breath blast weapons are awesome, but in chapter 117, p.5 she could not use this attack for fear of collateral damage! She needs to practice pinpoint accuracy attacks, sort of like using a sniper rifle rather than a sawed off 10 gauge shotgun loaded with magnum load birdshot!!!
As a complete side note to PLRus, what range are you getting.25 moa. out of a 460 Weatherby? Are you a member of the mile club? (Green (jealous)). My hunting rifle is a 1917 Lee Enfield that I sportsterized and have a Leopold 8x scope on.
Tefler, again you have given us an outstanding “fix” to our addiction! 7/5!!!!!!!!
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🐝Wolrab🐝

Yeah.... .460. Was a typo....thanks for the correction.
I actually own one that I personally accurized and micro/mirror polished the barrel (gun enthusiast is one of my hobbies) and reload my own with a 450 grain solid copper hollow point with a progressively burning powder (cartridge is about 3.75 inches long and almost .6 of an inch wide at the base). And yes....it is an awesome weapon. Have to shoot solid copper or brass bullets because lead will just melt in the barrel. Mine will now do .25 MOA 3 shot groups consistantly from a rest...which is about half the diameter of the bullet itself. It chrono's at 2,600 fps +/- 5 fps at the muzzle. I use fire formed brass, benchrest primers, and measure the powder down to the grain to get that accuracy level.
So, yeah...I know about the .460 ;-)

If you are going to go into such depth about non-plot related elements of your story, you really need to do the necessary research. You describe the character as able to shoot 1/4 groups at 400 yards with iron sights. There isn't a rifle used in the military capable of that kind of accuracy. That is roughly 1/16th of an MOA. In fact, the world record for a sporter rifle at 300 yards in benchrest (shooting sport where the entire goal is to achieve the smallest group possible, using HIGHLY specialized rifles and scopes) competition is 0.247. My point is, if you are going to put in those details, please make sure they are correct. The details won't be missed by someone who doesn't know the subject. For those of us who do know the subject well it is bothersome, and affects the flow of the story.

'If you want to wait, you can. But you look like you need this now, Jess. You'll be bred by many bulls in your life. Mark can wait a little longer for his second chance.'
Hope Mark kicks the shit out of his oversized nuts when he gets back for taking advantage of his girl! Heh. ...thats kinda like; 'aww come on, dont wait for Mark to get home with the methadone, I have some crack riiiiiight here for you, no need to suffer! You can take the methadone later, youre in pain now!' Hehehe
Unfortunately, I had barely mated with Mark since then. Jess always hogged him all to herself. He had mounted me a few times in the week after Jess gave birth, but once she was ready again he stopped.
Oh hell, fuck that, go claim sister's rights! Hehehe, just show up about nine or ten and explain to your sister that you're spending the night with them! ;)
'Uh, Uh, Uh,' I moaned, his huge balls slapping against my rump. I couldn't move under him, I was trapped under him until he had finished having his way with me. God did it feel amazing.
So I was sitting here last night reading this and trying to decide if I was going to explain what story I've been reading lately to my wife, hehe, still haven't decided...hell she knows I'm pervy;) ...anyway that got me to thinking, can you imagine the look on their faces if a group of feminists got ahold of this and read it? Hehehe! However, I wonder what the numbers would be if everyone in the group got a copy of it but they didn't know any of the rest did... How many of them would keep quiet about it and secretly get off on it, jilling her brains out reading it every night?! Hehehehe ;)
Suddenly I heard Jess and Mark shift in the grass and looked over to see her on all fours with Mark lining his cock up behind her.
I let out a groan and sat up. The sounds of his body slapping into her rump mixed with their moaning soon echoed around the field.
I stood up, feeling my pussy growing wet from the spectacle before me. I couldn't deny how much I wanted Mark to mount me right now.
Oh. Hell. No. Sis busted into my room this morning interrupting a perfectly good morning mating just to nag on about leaving right on time and going with them, and now my sister is on all four shoving her ass in the air like a cat in heat with Her bf Mark, who just so happens to be the father of our child growing in my belly, pounding her dripping pussy like the world's about to end! Some picnic, huh miss third wheel! Well that bitch is sharing, Im gonna go over there and climb on her back, lock my legs around her waist and lay as close on her as I can with this belly, and roll us both on our sides in the grass, then he can damned well fuck us both!! ;)
Awesome chapter Heather! This story is just so much fun!! :). Oh, hehe, I was laughing at the 'sweaty' thing too, hehehe! Yeah, it's kind of retarded not to be able to edit the story after it's been uploaded! Not like the software hasn't been out long enough and gotten enough complaints for them to write a patch for it! Thats a pretty big thing too! :/
Looking forward towards the next chapter!! Thanks for writing :)

Dear Pixiehoff,
Thank-you Pixie, for reaching out for Ali and to find your true love, and my “Lizzie Syndrome remains active / alert until Abby makes peace with Pixie in your “The Training of Pixie” story series.
I uploaded the entry below, via the Literotica’s Feedback option, in case this entry fails to upload utilizing Literotica’s Add Comment option. Once again congratulations Pixie again Pixiehoff for finding your “True Love.”
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My Reality of Two Pixiehoff’s Story Series
Dear Pixiehoff,
First, I want to thank-you Pixie and the Literotica screening police for allowing me to post my long and unusual “Lizzy Syndrome” comment, in Chapter 5 of your “Guilt & Redemption” story series. I knew right from the beginning of your “The Training of Pixie” story series, that I had my own Pixie that lived constantly thinking outside the box to conform / live within your character “Abby” / real world, established rules, and regulations. However, I did not possess your wonderful writing talent, to express those feelings; unless, I provided you objective evidence. Now, that you received my objective evidence, welcome to the way I intrepid your two-story series into my writing world.
I started sensing “Lizzy Syndrome” symptoms again as your “The Training of Pixie” progressed for the following reasons:
1. My Pixie intended to avoid taking any English courses until completing all other college courses.
\\tYour Abby eliminated my Army Enlisted position and pushed my ambition to become a Warrant Office and complete the six-credit hour, College English course requirement.
2. My Pixie wanted to “get the hell out” of English Composition (COMP) I, when my English Teacher (Roberta,) recommended the “drop out” option for not giving a full comment to her class, because I felt, that I did not have the necessary skills to complete her requirements.
\\tYour Abby forced me to stay by eliminating Enlisted position / and taking away my comfort zone.
3. My Pixie loved the effects of the “Ritalin” medication, prescribed by the doctor, then my Pixie played by the rules and wrote taking Ritalin in the medications block of my Army Physical paperwork.
\\tYour Abby wrote “Unfit for Warrant Officer Position,” on my Army Physical report, due to taking Ritalin, which forced my Pixie to confiscate and destroy that physical report and throw away my Ritalin prescription.
4. My Pixie asked that writing evaluator three times if he was sure, that I belonged in the English COMP I, course and not the Creative Writing course.
\\tYour Abby / writing evaluator replied “relax and have a drink.” Oh, I wanted to take revenge on your Abby and that writing evaluator, because I felt so lost and alone and all I could is say is “I knew this was going to happen plus “God why did you do this me” over and over and over and that’s when I developed my “Lizzie Syndrome.”
5. Worst of all, I received a grade of B+ for English COMP I, but my Pixie felt that Roberta felt sorry for me and just gave that grade to push me along like all the other teachers. So, my Pixie did something awfully stupid, that I will always deeply regret, I kept turning my Lizzy paper every week just to “push Roberta’s buttons,” because I needed to know if I could trust her.
Roberta scolded me soundly and told me, “English COMP I is over and you did well.” She further explained “You are about fail English COMP II for not writing the required assignment.” Finally, Roberta told me to leave. The letter below, explains what took place that night and together we put “Lizzie Syndrome” to bed as Penny does with your Pixie. That letter took me a week to write, because I wrote via my feelings for the first time.
At first, I did not notice, that you started your Guilt & Redemption series, so I read all four chapters together, which caused an information overload issue that triggered my “Lizzie Syndrome” senses but in a positive way. I used my own, real life, multi-tasking issues, that normally associates itself with Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD,) and how it took me 30 years to obtain two Associate Degrees to counter your multi-tasking issues by pushing forward the fact that you earned your Master of Arts (MOA) by the age of 24. I was further saddened that when you responded, “Yes, there is a good deal of autobiography here” in my Chapter 4 comment.
At 1 am, 2/10/2021, US. Eastern Time, Literotica posted Chapter 5 of your “Guilt & Redemption” story series, at this point, I despised your former lover Ruth and liked Pixie having a potential relationship with Ali. I blurted out, “Lizzie Syndrome” for the first time, in over 5 years, after reading your Darling Pixie, money is often given as a substitute for love - but it is not love. I can promise one thing - I will show you what love mean sentence. I knew exactly what I needed to do, but I had one major problem where did I store my Lizzie letter to Roberta? I did not store those letters on this computer so two hours later, of searching 4 older computers, I found my Lizzie letters. Now, I ran into the greatest risk of all, am I okay of exposing my “Lizzie Syndrome” to everyone. I answered that question quickly because of the phase “If You See Something, Say Something” because my whole life changed, when I reached out to Roberta. Now, I had one issue left, how to reach Pixiehoff? Obviously, the Literotica comments section worked so far, but I was afraid of four issues:
1.\\tThe comment section might not be large enough to handle this large upload.
2. The “Literotica Police” would think I am a lunatic and deny my posting and block me from posting on their site again.
3. Would Pixiehoff contact the “Literotica Police” herself, stating I am a lunatic, and deny my posting and block me from posting on their again site again.
4. Would Pixiehoff herself or Literotica issue a restraining order against me from accessing their web site or restrict access to your Pixehoff story site.
Despite all the consequences, I wrote my Chapters 5 comments and pasted my Lizzie letter to Roberta and clicked send comment, and I received the “Comment Successfully Submitted.” The next day, my comment never posted, and my “Lizzie Syndrome” started to overwhelm me again, so I chose to use the feedback option and submitted Lizzie. I also re-submitted Lizzie via comment section again in chapter 5. I received the same “Comment Successfully Submitted” reply and thought that was odd. I also informed Pixiehoff of what I was attempting to accomplish in your Chapter 11, of her “The Training of Pixie” story series and you made me so happy with your “I was very moved” in your comment response to me.
It seems so strange that two stories performed two polar opposite effects of my Lizzie Syndrome:” Your “The Training of Pixie” story that shows the creation of my “Lizzie Syndrome” and your “Guilt & Redemption” allows Pixie a chance to reach out to Ali, like I did with Roberta, to escape “Lizzie Syndrome.”
Thank-you Pixiehoff, for taking the time to read both of my story interpretations. Please, promise me Pixiehoff, that you will never edit or alter your thought pattern to any of your stories on my account. You are kind and a special lady Pixiehoff, just like my dear Roberta. With your permission, I would like to share with you, at least one more Roberta letter at a later date. Can you please answer on question Pixiehoff, what is the official name / medical term for my “Lizzy Syndrome?”
Please, Stay Heathy and COVID Safe,
Jeff
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Dear Roberta,

I owe you a deep apology for the way I acted at the beginning of English COMP II. I had no idea how I earned a B+ with a terrible final paper for English COMP I. I thought you were like all the other English teachers that smiled and pushed me along. Though scared, I had all the intensions to learn and grow but I knew I did poorly on my final paper. For seven weeks, I felt confused, bitter, and alone. I continued to work on Lizzie to prove to you that I could write a research paper, but I failed miserably. I purposely did not work on any of the required English COMP II assignments because I felt you would pass me like before. The truth is, I did not trust you, so I intentionally stopped working to “push your buttons.” I made an unwise decision, that I deeply regret because, after you scolded me, I realized you really did care about me, but I hurt you.

When I left school that night, I waited in my car and cried then watched you drive away. I went home and I put all my Lizzie notes, newspaper articles into a box and never looked at them again. But instead of writing a letter, I vowed to never hurt you again. It was that night, I understood the meaning of your smile, why I attached myself to you, why I always kept you in my thoughts and prayers, and why I wanted to hug you and never let go. I knew that night I discovered a special person that could teach me about English, and help me grow. More important, I always wanted to see you smile, so I helped you find a job, helped David with yard work, and obtained a VHS video of a one-woman performance that required an official school letterhead document to obtain.

Though we separated for nearly 20 years, I always tried to do things the way that would make you smile and not scold me. You and Tricia have been my inspiration to do well in all my endeavors. But it’s your teachings/standards that have allowed me to grow educationally and professionally.
I finally let go of Lizzie Borden at her 100th murder anniversary. I left a copy of my “Lizzie paper” with the Fall River Historical Society. I gave you all my “Lizzie” newspaper articles for other students to utilize, because I never wanted to see a student fail due to lack of information. You now know everything about my “Lizzie Syndrome” and a whole lot more than I told the doctor. Because of you, I can talk to you freely about Lizzie (though I may cry because I hurt you), after the past 20 years, and my feelings to renew our friendship that includes Tricia.
I am deeply sorry for hurting you that unfortunate night. I never did ask you how my actions affected you. I realize now that you had an unsuccessful relationship with your first husband and that made me feel so sad. But losing your beloved David hurt me deeply, because I enjoyed spending time with him.
I know our renewed relationship will be challenging because of our 20-year separation, but I know with your help, it will include Tricia. But please, understand, when I hug you it is my way of thanking you for everything you have done for me. You truly are a remarkable woman that I am glad, proud, and honored to call you my Trusted-Blanket, Teacher, Friend, Mentor, and Hero; Roberta.
Sincerely and Always from my Heart,
Jeff