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Reverend Jeremy was against it but Mr. Bain was the richest man in the county and if there was one thing Reverend Jeremy loved as much as God, it was money. Money after all was necessary to further the word of God and beat the Devil. Donations from Mr. Bain could certainly do that as well as help pay for that summerhouse the Reverend had his eye on.

Mr. Bain insisted that Halloween had nothing to religion anymore; he was having a costume party on October 31 and wanted the Reverend and his family to come.

Mr. Bain had also invited several local and statewide politicians to his estate and networking with these people could only help Reverend Jeremy in his campaign to wipe out pornography from the Internet. Reverend Jeremy had hopes his "Get the Devil out of the Net" campaign would bring him to national prominence, maybe get him his own Sunday morning preaching show. After all that was where the big money was.

Without offending Mr. Bain, the Reverend explained that neither his wife, son nor daughter ever went out on Halloween and hadn't any costumes. But Mr. Bain was not so easily put off, he told the Reverend that he had anticipated that and picked out four costumes especially for each of them. He also added that they must wear the appointed costume or they will not be permitted to stay.

That night the Reverend's family arrived at the Estate of Mr. Bain. The valet took the car and the butler announced their arrival at the door. As the crossed the large hall they saw maybe a hundred people in various costumes. Mr. Bain arrived and startled the reverend immediately. He was dressed in a Tuxedo with a black shirt and red bow tie but his face was looked sunburned. He had a black goatee and four-inch horns sticking out from his head.

"What's the matter Reverend Jeremy?" he said "You look like you just saw the Devil".

Mr. Bain then had a valet hand a costume box to each member of the Reverend's family and they were escorted into their own dressing room.

For his wife Doris, there was some old style English costume the tag on it said "Lady Chatterley". Doris was a very fit woman of 38, she had met Jeremy when she was 18 and they married two months later. Neither of them ever dated anyone else. Both of them were brought up in very strict Baptist households, both Jeremy and Doris learned about sex on their wedding night. Doris never got any enjoyment from the act, doing it only as necessary for procreation.

Reverend Jeremy's 16-year-old daughter Mary, opened the lid and looked at her costume. It was a pink and blue outfit, which Mary thought looked like a Genie costume, like that TV show on Nick, "I Dream of Jeannie" complete with long blonde wig. The tab said it was a "Harem Girl" costume. Mary lifted the costume imagining how to wear it. She was a beautiful girl who went to an all girls' school nearby. She enjoyed that fact that her dad was the town's preacher and walked around the school like she owned it. She looked down at the other girls who talked about MTV or boys. She got straight A's and would lecture the other girls how her superiority. She knew her father would never approve of this costume, it showed way more skin than she was ever allowed.

The next costume went to Mathias, Reverend Jeremy's 19-year-old son. He was in his second year of college and was the cause of much turmoil in the household. Mathias didn't want to be a preacher like his father. He was into computers and enjoyed intricate world of programming. He did help his father with his campaign against porno sites on the Internet. One day while surfing he found a web site called "storiesonline" they purposed to be a creative outlet for erotic writing, but Mathias knew they were another tool of the Devil. He and his father started a letter writing campaign from the congregation trying to pressure them to close down. Mathias took his costume, it came with a real metal sword and a cape, and he thought maybe it was Zorro but the tag label said "Don Juan". Mathias had a vague idea of who Don Juan was, "some kind of ladies man" he thought. This was amusing since Mathias never really gave woman a second thought, they were illogical, and he preferred the logic of programming.

Finally Reverend Jeremy took out his costume. It was a leather tunic and billowing trousers. The shirt had laces instead of buttons a hat with a plume in it. It also came with a real leather whip attached to the thick black belt. The label was in French and he didn't understand it, part of the writing said "Marquis De Sade".

Several people laughed at this joke and Mr. Bain turned to greet the Reverend and his wife in costume

"I am glad you and your lovely family could make it. How are the costumes? You feeling good in them?"

Reverend Jeremy thought this last remark was strange but in fact he did feel strange in this costume. Not just ridiculous, as he did when he first put it on, but he felt... anxious. He felt like he should be acting the part of a French man and the reverend answered "Je suis tres bien, thank you for the costumes and the invitation".

Doris was surprised; she knew Jeremy didn't speak a lick of French. She exchanged niceties with Mr. Bain and she caught her self-looking at her image in the hall mirror. This English out fit certainly boosted her breasts and for the first time in her life she felt proud of them and arched her body.

Reverend Jeremy went off with Mr. Bain for introductions to the Mayor, the State Senator and others. All the while he sprinkled his conversation with French words.

One hour later, Mary came out from the library in which she was enthralled by the collection of books and searched for the rest of her family. She saw Mathias leaning on the mantle of the fireplace talking to two women dressed in 17th century costumes. She watched as he laughed with them and saw him take his hand and caress the ear lobe of one of the woman as his other hand pinched the chin of the other. His left hand then slowly moved down her throat to her chest where he lingered for a second on her nipple while bringing his hand to his side. Mary was aghast at such behavior, especially coming from her geek of a brother. Both woman then took his arm and they walked away laughing heading to the garden.

Mary went to find her father and tell him what happened. She finally found him talking with the Mayor and his wife. They were laughing and suddenly her father slapped the ass of the Mayor's wife hard. All three broke out in laughter again. The Reverend took a cherry from the Mayors drink and dropped it in the Mayor's wife's cleavage. The Reverend then yanked her hair thrusting her head back and he buried his face into the bosom picking out the cherry. The Mayor cheered on.

Mary never witnessed such behavior from anyone never the less her own father. She turned to find her mother and saw her going into the kitchen. Mary hastened to the large kitchen door and peered through the small window. Her mother was sitting on the stainless steel table oblivious to the kitchen staff. Her costume was hiked up to her waist and man dressed as a werewolf was between her legs. Mary watched as the man's pants dropped to the floor and his bare ass was exposed. He and her mother were locked at the lips she witnessed the man's hips thrusting in and out. Mary was about to barge in and break them apart when a voice behind her called out

"There you are".

Mary turned to face a man dressed in robes like a Sheik. "Here" the man said pointing to his feet. Mary raced to the man and went to her knees kissing his feet.

"Master... I am sorry" Mary suddenly forgot about the kitchen and realized her role. "Enough... come with me you daughter of a camel"

The Sheik was actually Lamar Washington, the janitor at Mary's private school. He hated the bitch but admired her body. A few times she caught him leering at her and she had given him the look of disgust. They walked out into the garden and to a secluded area hidden by tall square cut bushes that formed a small maze. Mary groveled at his feet. "On your knees you pitiful servant girl and do your duty"

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The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics, a division of AOL Time Warner. It is written solely as a fan fiction and the characters are used without their permission. It is not intended to alter the established continuity of any story line in any book published by DC Comics. The story that follows was written purely for fun, with no thought of profit to be made by the author. It is free to be archived on any site wishing to do so, provided that the author is given...

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The Visable Writer

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The Bisexualizing Effect of Erotica Its Implicatioins for Writers

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Dream girl 2The rewrite

When I woke up very suddenly this morning… with the distinct feeling that I forgot a wonderful dream. The room was lighting up at intervals from lights that were moving around just outside my apartment. The lights were too low to be lightning and it must have been coming from cars driving past in the road. When I got up and went to the window, there wasn't much to see. It was still early, only a few minutes before four a.m., and it was still completely dark outside. Extremely thirsty I...

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Dream girl The rewrite

I always told myself Chad today you are going to meet that perfect girl and she going to love you for the rest of you're life. You see I am already 22 living in the great city of Philadelphia by myself. Like most kids my age I don't really know what I am going to do once I finish college. For now I spend my days with my two best friends in the world. Other times im at work or on my laptop chatting to random people online. Yeah I really have no life if I'm not with my friends. To be honest...

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Learning about girls Rewrite

Introduction: Im a young virgin (boy) and naturally am curious about the female body. I have a sister to help with that… (I thank you for your constructive feedback on the original version of this story. I thought that, as seen as you loved the story but I had not written it very well, I would rewrite it based off the other and work on your feedback) I stand in the hallway staring at the into my sisters room. My heart pounds in my chest as I work up the courage to reach out and grab the...

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Moms Joins the 10 Club rewrite

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The Blood of Kings Rewrite

((Author’s Note: Now I know what you might be thinking, “hey, haven’t you written this already?” If you aren’t thinking that because you never saw the previous version or don’t care, skip this author’s note and get right to the meat; otherwise, let me explain. I started Blood of Kings quite a long time ago and I’ve learned a lot since then. While the promised Twine project didn’t really go anywhere it helped me understand what I truly wanted from this story. I made more than a few key mistakes...

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