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Part 14 – ‘Into the Shadows’

LATE IN 1997

‘It seems like everything in the Summit Conference preparations was coming together,’ observed Sophia. I agreed, unable to say more due to the toast with marmalade in my mouth. We were having breakfast in our room in the Oxford, Room Service now having become our practice. It was a luxury, but Sophia’s business was benefiting from Denver’s booming economy, and it felt so wonderful to be together after our tear-soaked lovemaking of the night before.

‘We have an hour or so before my first appointment, and its only a block away, so please… It seems like the more you tell me, the more I want to learn about these people. And we keep getting interrupted!’ Sophia wriggled teasingly, remembering something especially delicious.

—————————

BEFORE THE 1997 SUMMIT CONFERENCE

Morning for Dean and the women in the Bed & Breakfast did not dawn as tenderly as Sophia’s and mine. Everyone had rings around their eyes as they went about the process of getting going. Ragged edges were frazzled further by the need to go down to the Panaderia for any sensitive phone call, as it seemed likely that the former policewoman had planted a bug. Perhaps the only things that kept them going were their individual desires to work this mystery through to the end, and deep memories of wonderful, young Tony. Now it was not just an intellectual exercise or a patriotic effort to intercept some unidentified foreign threat– it was personal for each of them.

Val came back from the Panaderia, grabbed a cup of the coffee that Deborah had brewed, and joined Dean and Deborah at the kitchen table.

‘I got a hold of my friend in Traffic,’ Val announced. ‘And we are going to be able to meet with a couple of his contacts in the Department at lunch… just a casual introduction. One of them is in Intelligence, the other is in Homicide, so we’ll cover both sides of it. Just casually….’ she added. Their story would sound too bizarre to unload on the unsuspecting officers in one sitting, the three partners surmised.

‘My office says they’ll look in the files on stuff like this, but not much additional help. The Cold War is over, and the budget has been cut way back.’ Dean reported on his phone conversations with his Washington headquarters.

Cheryl came down the stairs, her hair freshly washed and her face sparkling clean. She said nothing, but took a cup of coffee and joined them at the table. She stared into the cup as if it would answer some deep question for her– but it did not. There was a long silence– no one knew what to say. The innkeepers and Dean each would have blushed and confessed to being something of an expert on coping with bad news by their stage in life, but none of them knew what to say to this young woman.

Dean, in particular, who had spoken with men about life and death issues, and who thought that he knew how to speak with women, suddenly felt terribly shallow. On some other occasion, he thought, they would have begun chatting about silly things, and found themselves linking deeper and deeper with each other, feeling themselves opening to each other, and then, as nature intended, being carried on waves of pent-up energy into bed. Now, he had to think of something to say to a woman who had reasonably formed the idea that she would be spending the rest of her life with a terrific man, and then had seen that certainty ripped crudely from her.

‘Would you like to help us nail Tony’s killers?’ The words came blurting out. Dean could not even say why he had said them– in fact, they sounded like someone else was talking. ‘This usually just happens in movies, I know, and it’s against my agency’s rules, but I think there are some things that you can do.’

‘Like what?’ Cheryl raised an eyebrow. Her words sounded dull.

‘I’m not sure yet, other than coming with us to the police. You’ll have to do that anyway, but Val has found a way that you can really get attention paid to what you have to say.’ What he told the young woman was as honest as could be. He was making things up as he went along.

‘You can tell the detective who we’re going to introduce you to everything that you know, okay?’ Dean was counting on Cheryl not knowing enough about the intricacies to say too much at this stage.

Cheryl ran her hands through her dark hair, paused for a moment, and then nodded agreement.

—————————

Lunch was at the Cherokee Bar and Grill, just south of Police Headquarters. Val, Dean and Cheryl were ushered through a cozy set of rooms decorated with sketches of habitués from journalism, broadcasting and local government– the main industries of this end of town. They were led around a ‘closed’ sign onto the patio, where three police officers were waiting. A woman about Dean’s age was introduced as ‘Margaret’ from Intelligence, and a man in his thirties, Dean did not catch the name, was introduced from Homicide. Val’s friend from Traffic was their host, and he was the only one in uniform.

It was, to a passer-by on the sidewalk, a collegial group, enjoying a break from the office. The sound of a fountain trickling, the noise of traffic over on Speer Blvd., the comings and goings in the restaurant, would not have covered their conversation, but neither would the spoken words have caught the attention of someone not listening for something in particular. Much of the conversation would have sounded typical of the things one talks about in such a setting: where they came from, what kind of work they did, places they knew in common, oh… and, by the way, a dangerous conspiracy, objectives unknown, goals being to place New-Age fascism on the world political stage.

Glancing around, Dean noted that they had not lost these officers’ interest, although it appeared that the Traffic officer and Val were communicating more as recent or former lovers than as intrigue experts. Still, he observed, one could see respect in the officer’s conversation, not just idle hands thinking of going back into the devil’s playground. Val’s approach to this problem had proven invaluable. Dean was relieved to see Cheryl relaxing in the company of the Homicide detective. He had hoped that this approach would make it easier for the troubled Hispana to dredge up every possible detail on the murder case.

Big plates of Mexican food were scraped clean and pushed aside and Cheryl and the Homicide detective quietly excused themselves. Val and Dean both looked at each other with a feeling of relief, as rightly or wrongly, now at least the conventional police process was advancing, and Cheryl was able to do something practical for her dear Tony. And from Dean and Val’s standpoint, there was an assurance that important aspects of the murder case would be mislaid or held back until after the Summit.

As the four-way conversation deepened, Dean learned that the Traffic officer would be working on the Summit Conference motorcades, so each of them was involved in this event in one way or another. Without much back-up from his agency, Dean felt it necessary to be more candid with local police than might be expected from a Federal agent. Besides, his office had hinted in his series of phone calls in the past several days that they suspected that there were moles in both the CIA and the FBI. Those agencies were still covering the important stuff, and Dean, who had little experience with even this type of marginal security matter, found that big city police knew more about some issues than he did.

As Dean and Val outlined most of what they knew, solid, calm Margaret had been dredging her own mind for anything relevant.

‘We have a surveillance video from the Drug Task Force that might fit some of what you’ve talked about,’ she interjected. The other three looked at her with curiosity. ‘It was on a camera that was set up after a tip that something suspicious was going on in the old Queen City Gear warehouse
in LoDo. They decided that it wasn’t drugs, but they didn’t know what to make of it, so they passed it on to us.’

‘Could we get a look at it?’ queried Dean.

‘I have a 2:30 appointment, but if you can come over now, no problem.’ Dean and Val nodded agreement.

They figured out how to divide up the check, and took the short walk to the cop shop. It took almost as long to get past the sign-in process and through the maze of offices. Margaret showed them into a small training room, offered them the option of ‘really bad coffee’ and left for a moment to call the Traffic man’s supervisor for permission to include him in the project. She returned with a videocassette in her hands, and confirmation that Val’s friend could sit in– officially because of his involvement with planning for the big events.

‘This camera was set up as close as we could get, which was on the Terminal Annex building. Postal Service security let us get in under cover of checking on building safety. Our Drug people were concerned about going in any closer at this stage– the risks did not outweigh the advantages. They just had a tip from a carpenter who works on restoration projects in the old buildings down there. The Queen City warehouse was as yet untouched by development, but he had worked all around it. He had noticed people coming and going at odd hours, and riding the freight elevator to the top floor, an area that should have been storage, according to the fire marshal’s records. Of course, near so many nightlife spots, he thought of drugs.’

Margaret punched the tape into the machine and it started playing… showing a fisheye picture of the whole building from one side, with nothing happening. She dug around for the remote, and clicked it to speed up the tape. Date and time counter numbers flashed by. The sun’s shadows lengthened and then faded into black and grey, replaced by artificial shadows of street lamps.

‘Our people saw what was on the tape, it wasn’t anyone they knew, and it just looked weird to them,’ the intelligence officer continued.

The Traffic man laughed: ‘Of course, if it’s weird, we give that stuff to you people!’

Margaret smiled and hit the button to bring the picture to a normal speed. It was an eerie stop action effect, because it only ‘took’ a new frame every so many seconds.

A shadowy young woman appeared in the frame, walking into the entrance of the building. There was a pause, and then lights in the doorway came on. The young woman turned back to look at the street, as if afraid of being followed, or, as Val suggested later, looking back because something was telling her that if she entered, her life would not be the same thereafter.

‘It’s Maria?!’ Dean sputtered out the name.

‘You know her?’ Margaret asked.

‘In a way.’ She was heavier than he remembered her, but she had a figure that might have lent itself to that, if she was not taking care of herself.

Dean squinted at the vague pictures, but felt certain that he was seeing the soft-eyed young Greek-American woman who he thought he had rescued from the rogue French intelligence group that seemed to be circling toward some sort of objective around Denver’s Summit Conference. He outlined a bit about her to the group, holding for himself the velvet feel of her curves pressed hard against him in the sleeping car compartment. He held back the moment when she had taken her robe off, stood boldly in front of him, her chin tilted upward, her eyes smoldering, wearing the red bikini panties she had put on that morning before breakfast, her hands in fists on her hips, reveling in the way that the slight thrust of her pelvis made her mons stand out in the clinging cotton — ‘Fuck me, Dean… once more, just one more time…’

‘Dean? One more time! You recognize her?’ Val persisted in bringing his attention back to the present.

This time he was a bit more candid, but also explained how she was supposed to be seeing an expert who would help clear out the programming that had made her the willing toy of ‘Bernard’ – the San Francisco-based Frenchman who was linked to the activities now confronting Dean. Obviously, the influences on her were much greater than he had supposed.

They turned back to the screen, and Margaret clicked the remote to advance the frames again. The camera showed glimpses of the Maria-figure entering the old warehouse and riding up in the slow-moving freight elevator. Its slowness allowed the stop action camera to pick up flashes of her ride to the top.

A light blinked on in the hallway and a door opened. Two figures emerged in the murky surveillance camera image. First toward Maria was a woman with a farm girl build, stocky…

‘That’s the woman who came to check our phones for bugs!’ Val blurted out. ‘I’d swear it!’

‘Linda M.’ murmured Dean. ‘The policewoman from the small Northern California town…’ and he explained what he had learned from Maria, that it seemed that ‘Linda’, too, was being prepared hypnotically or otherwise for service to the radical Lepenistes.

The second figure came into view, moving in what Dean took to be a deliberate manner, although the method of videotaping made it hard to be sure about that. He wondered if it might be the elusive Bernard, or perhaps someone else.

Dean felt that he had the answer as he saw Maria’s reaction to meeting the shadowy male figure. Their eyes connected in a single frame, and then the next showed her standing submissively before him, her head bowed down. The next frames showed Linda kissing her on the cheek, and then leading her into the room. And then the light went out.

‘Whew!’ was all that anyone could think of to say after viewing this, with Dean and Val’s additional information applied to what they were seeing.

‘What was going on there?’ asked the Traffic officer. Margaret nodded her interest in the answer to that, too. Dean explained as much as he could.

‘I’d say that Bernard is assembling some kind of team, whether they are willing to help him or not. It’s got to have something to do with the Summit Conference, although I think that he was getting Maria tuned up as a future sex slave gift for someone named Bruno back in France.’ He paused, and then pounded the table with the flat of hand.

‘Damn!’ Dean muttered. ‘I thought that we had Maria off his hook.’ Turning to the officers, he asked if he could use the phone in the conference room.

‘It’s getting late in Washington, but I might still be able to catch someone in my office who knows why Maria is out and under Bernard’s thumb again. And maybe they can help us some other way, too.’ Margaret passed the phone over to him.

The phone on the other end rang and rang. Dean looked at his watch – it was now after 5 p.m. back in Washington. The office could be empty. Then a familiar voice came on the line.

‘Rose here…’

‘Rose?! What are you doing there? I thought that Accounting always got out of the office by 4:30!’ Dean was caught off-guard. The briefest sound of her voice brought back the image of her late-30’s, slim, slightly athletic figure, pressed hotly against his in the deep storage file area.

‘I’m temporarily not in Accounting.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘We have a hiring freeze on since you left town, and the Chief asked me to work in Operations for a while. I have to have the security clearance for doing accounting anyway, and they can’t hire someone else for this job till the freeze ends. Did you know that I still wake up horny thinking about you?’

‘Uh, Rose, I’m in a conference with some people here in Denver. I need to know something that you may be able to tell me. Are we still paying Doctor Marcus for helping break that hypnotic hold on the young woman, Maria?’

‘You mean the one you fucked on the train? I read the report, including between the lines. Maria you did it with, I mean, not Doctor Marcus.’ Rose said this in such a delightful
way, not mean-spirited at all, that Dean almost dropped the telephone handset laughing.

‘I’m just glad I’m not on a speakerphone.’

‘Oh, darn, I thought you were.’

‘Thank you, Rose. I’ll call tomorrow morning and get the answer from you, okay?’

‘I can probably tell you right now. Accounting knows everything. When the budget cut came through, we had to slow down the payments to Doctor Marcus. I think he got ticked off at us, and finally he told us that he would have to drop the treatment sessions. Maybe he did?’ Rose paused. ‘I can have the official scoop tomorrow morning if you want it.’

‘Just a moment….’ Dean asked Margaret if they could meet in the same room the next morning for a briefing. Everyone tossed out times from their calendars, and came up with a compromise.

‘Sorry, Dean,’ Rose responded. ‘The Chief isn’t available at that time. He’s got to see a congresswoman.’

‘Could you give us a rundown on all of this? What we have in the files?’

‘What we had in the files???’ Rose teased, dropping her voice to a reminder of the way she had murmured to Dean during their subterranean tryst.

Dean gnashed his teeth in mock annoyance.

‘Just give us a rundown on what new information is relevant. And next time, you WILL be on the speakerphone with these police officers, Val, and myself.’

‘Ok. I’ll be waiting.’ Rose sighed in a Victorian effect.

‘Go home and get some sleep, Rose. Bye.’ Dean hung up.

—————————

On the way home to the Bed & Breakfast from Police Headquarters, the three rode in silence. Cheryl was exhausted from her interview with Homicide, but Dean sensed a new calmness in her. Telling her part of the story must have helped.

—————————

Deborah was waiting for them, a videocassette in her hand.

‘You’ll never guess who sent this tape over.’

‘Who?’

‘Michelle. Your… amie.’

‘How do you know?’

‘I wondered that myself, but she called and I recognized her voice from a long time ago. I tipped her off that the phone line was bugged, but she didn’t have to actually tell me anything much, just to enjoy watching this tape.’

Dean thought of all the awful things that an unsolicited tape could mean, but there did not seem to be anything wrong with it. It was labeled in French, with a date from the previous Spring.

‘Did she say where she is?’ Dean did not know when she was coming back into town.

‘No, but she stuck this pager number with the tape.’

‘Is anyone hungry?’ asked Val. ‘Let’s get something to eat and then we can watch this tape.’

It dawned on Dean that he had been burning calories like crazy.

‘There’s not enough left in the kitchen to serve four,’ Deborah reported. ‘Does ‘Pagliacci’ sound good? The restaurant by that name, I mean.’

—————————

After dinner, drowsy with heavy Italian food – nothing nova about those dishes – the four of them made it back to the living room of the B&B. Despite the temptation to close his eyes, Dean made it across the room to the vcr and popped the tape in.

The machine clunked and whirred, interrupted a news story about Summit preparations, and then filled the screen with blue.

There was a long pause, and then a theme fanfare that included bars from ‘La Marsellaise’ that blended into a more modern synthesizer sound as a tricolor flag appeared. Evidently, this was a pre-recorded opening sequence, because the picture lurched suddenly into a single camera shot frozen on an unoccupied lectern.

A man whose face was now familiar to Dean and Val strode to the lectern, shuffled some papers, and looked intently into the camera.

‘It’s that Bernard!’ whispered Val. Dean nodded. As the hard voice of Bernard ironed out all flourishes of the French tongue into a dangerous sounding rasp, Dean translated as best he could.

‘Fellow men of the Force Droit…. fellow MEN…..’ Dean began. Bernard had doubled back on his first sentence to make sure that his non-correct use of words was noticed.

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Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

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Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Esther III

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

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Katherines Style Part 3

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

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Athena 1

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

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Athena Ch 01

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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