“You are right we are never going to let the papers print this monstrosity…so I am going to take Jane to meet the only man in London who can salvage this,” said Grant but Schaefer smiled at him.
“I thought that you might say something like that which is the reason that I already took the liberty of calling him down here,” said Schaefer and Jane looked at him in surprise.
“You let an unknown man in your lab? In your temple? In this mortuary? I can’t believe that,” said Jane with a shocked look on her face.
“Well from what you know about me, making that assumption is pretty normal I would say but there is something different about this man and every homicide detective in Scotland Yard knows this,” said Schaefer as he nodded in the direction of Grant who said yes.
“Jones, please ask Victor
Six years agoNothing could have surprised Olivia Billington more than to learn that she had been allotted to share a room with Roberta at the summer camp. The Tennis Club had rented a whole house on a time-share basis on the foreshore at Somerton for the week, during which there would be rigorous training sessions. Roberta Davis, a woman of thirty-seven and former champion, was the team coach. Olivia watched her now coming off the tennis court, having won yet another match 6-3, 4-6, 7-5.Nineteen year old Olivia had always been in awe of Roberta. Often she had stood still, staring at the older woman as though fascinated. She's as far above me as the stars, thought Olivia. She's all I would most like to be. Olivia's mind was constantly reverting to her. Striking-looking, tall and finely built, she might have stood as a model for a Juno. Her long red hair glowing in the sunlight.
Olivia now felt something within her respond fiercely to the other woman. She stretched out her hand and touched Roberta's arm. 'Don't go, Roberta.'She knew that despite her initial fear she was fully aroused by the woman by her side, now comprehending that something had been uncovered in her self that she had been too frightened to admit to herself. She felt she must expose her need to her companion. She sat up in bed and turned to face the other woman. For a long time their eyes locked. Olivia was very conscious of Roberta's body outlined beneath her silk negligee and the pressure of her full breasts against the material.She held her breath as Roberta sat up on the bed, and in what seemed like a single gesture, slowly lifted the negligee, drew it over her head and tossed it aside and sat naked and unashamed before her, shaking out her lustrous mane of red hair.Olivia held her breath, conscious of the fierce thumping of her heart. A
Nathan’s POVLately, I'd been on my longest dateless streak and the call from Phillip had my brain wrapped around the perfect biceps that I remembered and my fingers ached to stroke his perfect six pack. We agreed to meet at his hotel's bar and he was nursing a Miller Lite when I arrived. He gave me a long, silent hug, then ordered a Captain Jack and Coke for me."Long time no see, stranger. How have you been?"The Phillip sitting across from me was markedly different from the one I'd known. He seemed dark and moody, changed by what he'd seen in the world. "Nathan, are you still gay?""Uh, yeah, Phillip. The only thing that's changed about me has been my hair line."He didn't even smile at my lame joke. The old Phillip would have. "I need to ask you a favor.""Sure. Just ask.""I need you to help me find out if I'm gay.""You need me to ... " I stopped and stared at him. "Phillip,
"I call it my fireplug.""And well you should." I found myself dropping to my knees in front of him, my mouth suddenly watering. "Let me see if I can get any water out of it."I knew that it would be difficult to deep throat him but I'd underestimated his girth. I started out by licking the fat head, enjoying the taste of his cum and reveling in the difference in our tastes. Phillip leaned back against the wall and groaned, laying his head back as my tongue lapped the sensitive underside of his cock and my lips followed. Five minutes later, I was sucking the head into my mouth, wildly flicking my tongue wherever I could find skin. He shivered and pressed his cock forward into my mouth, making me gag a few times but giving me the opportunity to push him away if I wanted.I didn't want to. Gradually, my jaw muscles relaxed and I was able to take more of him in my mouth, holding him back when the head butted up against my
I closed my eyes, my body trembling as I waited for him to enter me and was pleasantly surprised to feel his lips on the back of my neck, warm and soft. It sent a shiver through me, especially when he sucked on my earlobe, one thick finger circling my pulsing hole, spreading the gel around and warming the slick skin. I shivered as his hot breath caressed my ear, his hot skin against my back."You want me?""Yes." I whispered, pushing back against his hand. His finger kept circling but every once in a while, it slid over my opening and made me moan with want. He kept me on the edge for so long that when his finger finally breached me, I gasped loudly, my entire body vibrating beneath him. It was such a sensual feeling that I just sighed, knowing that this encounter would be indelibly etched in my mind. One finger was joined by a second, then a third and more lube to ease the fourth in. The pain was immediate, then fleeting, replac
He stands before me in the kitchen. I know what he wants. He is tall, much taller than me. Broad shouldered, muscled, defined and solid. He fills his navy suit well. A large man. Thick black hair, flecked with grey, and a full beard. He has come home from the office early, knowing that I would be here. I know what he wants; I long for what he wants. And as he takes my hand and leads me up the stairs, I shiver in excited anticipation of the love we will be making. I am 20 years old, and much smaller than him. When I met him, I was inexperienced. But not now, oh no, not after the months of loving that he has taken me through. Not now. He is feared by everyone who knows him, but not me…I know that he is never going to hurt me, despite everything that is going on outside.He sits on the bed, smiles at me, and loosens his tie. I stand in front of him. He grasps me to him, pulling me in between his massive thighs, and we kiss. His mouth is
Margaret’s POVAs I was getting dressed to go out I was feeling really horny. What with one thing and another that week I hadn't made myself cum at all. Unusual for me!I slipped on my little top and my short, tight skirt. I was choosing my shoes (high heeled black or high heeled strappy) when it occurred to me that I could get even hornier if I went out without any underwear. The thought of being secretly naked in a public place sent shivers through my body, and down to my sex which was already starting to heat.I slipped my bra and panties off, put on my shoes (I went for the strappy ones) and grabbed my bag and headed for the taxi which had now arrived."The Pink Palace please," I told the taxi driver."Isn't that a gay place, love?" he asked. "All blokes snogging and stuff?""Actually," I pointed out, "It's a girl's only place.""Oh." He said, and then, realizing what I meant, he said, "
Nathan reached back the hotel, that was the inn The Crest’s in record time. He told Phillip that he was going to be in touch with him and right now he had a murder to solve. Susan was waiting for him, to return back. She sighed in relief when she found that Nathan was unharmed.They descended down the steps of the hotel lounge. Table was laid out. In a corner, Lancelot stood up from the corner table to greet them with his slim hand extended. He pulled out a chair for Susan, who took off her leather jacket.“May I?” suggested Lancelot as he took the jacket to hang at the back of the chair.” I am so glad that you could join me,” he said to the both of them. Then he continued,” They have excellent muffins here. I hope that you are hungry.”Susan looked up at Nathan who did not show any grimace at all at the actions of Lancelot. It was a co