Hello FTPers.

I haven't got around to placing the ascii text versions here yet.
All the good (hah!) stuff is on the web and you should point 
your browser at 

http://www.asstr.org/~Finbar_Saunders 

to have a look.




Usual, bloody stupid legal-type warnings to all those  unwelcome people who would obviously, 
really, no  honestly.. Just click right back out of here because they'd managed to 
drill this far through the web by complete accident (sure they did). 

These stories, for that is just what they are, are fictional pieces from my head and nowhere else. 
They contain words which rhyme with 'luck' and 'punt' and there's also descriptions of the sort of 
actions which apparently cure acne in young men and give girls a 'bad' reputation. 

Oh, and by the way, I really like seeing naked ladies and looking at their naughty bits. 

Some of you are too young to read this stuff; or,  worse still, live under a totalitarian regime 
which  prohibits this sort of information to be disseminated. 
If you don't believe you should read these sorts of things, 
then hit the POWER button on your computer (never use the BACK button, it's for wimps). 

All characters, situations, and locations are mostly fictional. 
Any similarity with any person, living, dead or undead, is coincidental or really good luck on my part. 

Not to be archived, reposted, nor redistributed by any means... unless expressly permitted by the author, 
in writing and accompanied by great gobs of money, 
paid to the author by the archivist or the poster or the redistributor.. 

(well, it was worth a try surely). 

Actually, if you really want to post it anywhere, then go ahead, just ensure you don't change anything; 
and make sure you credit me with its authorship. 


If you should rip off this stuff and pretend it's your own, I'll hunt you down like the dog you are 
and wrest it from your rotting corpse. 
If you are careless enough to let a minor read this sort of thing with intent to corrupt, 
or worse still, think that this stuff is OK to try out on kids then you don't deserve to be of this world, 
and should expect someone in a hooded black cape to turn up on your doorstep and 
split your nostrils open with a boat hook. 

For all the rest of us pervy bastards, read on with as much pleasure as you can manage, 
be gentle with me -- I am new to this lark. 
Spellings are British and grammar is schoolboy, so just don't bother getting annoyed. 

Your best mate: Finbar Saunders, 
MHaHStADT@hotmail.com 


Oh OK, I know it's a character from VIZ (but I like it!) 

