***Alex Morton spoke aloud although the room was empty. After researching for a block of three hours, he just needed to hear a voice, even if that voi...ce was his, "Alex, my man, I'm beginning to think the Ancient Placenaxens are bullshit."In the loosest sense of the word, Alex Morton could be called a hobbyist. He spent hours each week pouring over photocopies, and more rarely like tonight, the actual texts detailing religions long forgotten. Although unlike a hobbyist, who took on an activity. "I think," the teenager smiled, "that you will see that I can be quite flexible in makeshift dungeons. You should be grateful I even bother with an old cow like you." "Um, yes madame, I'm sorry I resisted." The girl snickered, "not as sorry as you will be shortly. Iv'e been dying to use my new birthday present mumsie bought me." She shifted her lush buttocks on the seat, her thigh pressing against Audrey's as she hefted one naked warm globelike breast in her left hand, holding the needle. Com/user/love-fist/posts/245108.htmlIf you like it, please comment, I'm still a novice writer and feedback is always helpful, and makes me want to write more!!Part 2.Rob looked fondly at the sleeping form cuddled next to him, the soft white sheet covered most of the delicate creamy flesh, but it did show a creamy white breast, the soft pink nipple resting against his ribs.With his free hand, Rob reached over and moved a lock of golden blonde hair, gently tucking it behind her ear, framing her. A massive leakage of sulfuric gas."What is that awful smell?" All along the coast, residents awoke to the stench of rotten eggs. One of the more adventurous of the investigative reporters stopped by the local high school and inquired of the chemistry teacher."No," he said, "Although, it was one of the first things I checked this morning ... but, no. No student or member of the faculty played with rotten egg gas today, that's scheduled for next week. It should be warmer and we'll be able to open.