(This specialty publication is designed to appeal to the baser instincts of a largely Granok readership.)
ROCK TALK: Your rockin' correspondence.....002
IGNEOUS NIGHTS: Pictorial.....006
INTERVIEW: Krag Studrock rocks our world! .....012
METAMORPHICA: Lava-hot fiction by erotic powerhouse "Rocknonymous" .....022
CHIPS, FLAKES, AND GRAVEL: All the news and pix that wouldn't fit....036
Long time reader, first time writer
Been a fan of Rocks for a long time, especially the letters page, but never thought I'd have any kinda experience worth writin' in about ya know what I mean?
The first thing I noticed about her was her shine. Real polish on this one, reflective in all the right places with a walk that makes a fella feel metamorphic and boulders like I ain't seen since the War of Gnox. I was on guard duty and hadn't seen any trouble all night until she walked up.
"Hey there... lieutenant?" she asked me.
'Ha! Do I look like a stinkin' Dommie? I'm List an old-fashioned merc trooper. Don't call me 'lieutenant' I work for a livin'."
"Good," she purred, and the moon glinted off her shiny, light-blue shoulders in a way that left nothin' to the imagination. "Because I got a bb for ya, soldier."
I never seen rocks move like that but a few seconds later guard dub/ was the last thing on my mind.
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