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| Midnight Visit (rewrite); PG (hopefully) | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 25 2009, 08:34 PM (110 Views) | |
| Neilmoon | Apr 25 2009, 08:34 PM Post #1 |
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MIDNIGH VISIT Neil Burns (Neilmoon) PG (hopefully) re-written to hopefull adhere to forum's "family-friendlyness". enjoy. comments are welcome and illustrations are desired. any takers? It was a rainy evening blacker than obsidian and a loud clap of thunder awoke Alex West from a very restful sleep. As he stirred, he noticed that he was immobilized in what felt like a crucifix position. He tried saying something, but found something blocked his mouth. Suddenly, the light turned on and he found himself looking in the mirrored ceiling which showed the covers being remove to reveal him to be tied to the bed in UNIVERSITY OF MIAMI boxers and gagged with duct tape. He also saw that the clock read midnight. Suddenly, a low, throaty laugh caught his attention as he turned to the source. Leaning against the wall near the lightswitch, her athletic, voluptous figure encased in a skintight, black rubber footed catsuit, full lips curled into a canary-eating cat's grin was one Lady Lara Croft. "Oh, Mr. West!" she cooed in a dead-on Southern accent. "I am just your biggest fan! Could y'all be a dear and sign my copy of that lovely steaming pile of crap you wrote?" Alex protested the harsh criticism, but the tape blocked any words. Lara folded her arms, placing one fist under her chin as if thinking. She started to walk over, her feet padding silently on the floor. "Oh, yes." her voice resumed its posh Buckinghamshire accent. "I almost forgot. I am using the pages to line my new cat's litter box. Only appropriate use for it. Of course, I could use it to read while in the loo, or use the pages to wipe my ."She climbed on the bed and knelt on Alex's groin, nestling her rubber-encased bottom against his boxer-covered "friend", giving it a little teasing rub for good measure as she leaned forward, folding her arms on her rival's chest, bringing her face close to his. "Oh, Alexander James West," she cooed. "You look so cute and yummy all tied up and helpless. I could eat you all up. What are we going to do with you?" A predatory purr tickled Alex's ears as the Raider lazily stroked his cheek. 'Great. Lara is into S&M.' "I must say that I am very sad, Alex." Lara's features were set in a mock pout. "I keep telling you that if you cross me, we can't remain friends. Yet, you do it over and over. I give you my love, yet you find some trollop to sleep with. I bust my to researchan item and risk it and my well-being to acquire it, yet you steal it to sell to the highest bidder. What is our relationship exactly?" The playful Lara disappeared suddenly as her chocolate eyes narrowed to icy slits as she suddenly slapped the helpless American treasure hunter. "Tell me, Alex. What am I to you? Huh? Does my love mean anything or am I just a sextoy. A pretty little plaything to amuse yourself with and dump in the dustbin when you get bored. Just what the bloody hell am I to you?" As she glared at her tied up rival, her mind wandered to that morning where she was in the local bookstore to kill time. She happened upon Alex's novel THE RAIDING LIFE. In it, he told about learning at the feet of Lord Richard Helingshley Croft and how he rose to prominence in the archeology world with his important discoveries. Of course, what he left out was that his "discoveries" were usually somebody else's which he stole and sold to those who would pay a handsome sum. As a result, he was able to afford an extremely comfortable living. What bothered Lara more what that he was a frequent guest on ARCHEOLOGY KIDS, a children's show teaching the beauty of ancient cultures, where he would discuss his latest finds. "Tell me, Alex," Lara demanded after a long silence. "Just how stupid do you think people are? Do you really think they'd buy this bollocks of you being the second bloody coming of Indiana Jones? Is that what you think? We both know that you never studied with my father. In fact, no offense, pet, but he would've had nothing to do with you whatsoever. We also know your "discoveries" are artifacts that you have stolen from me. I mean you have discovered the funeral mask of Princess Xiao Fon? You know damn well you stole that from my hotel room in Berlin last week. So, how much is Simon Powers paying you to give him the mask?" The predatory smile returned as Lara again rubbed her bottom against Alex's groin. She resumed playing with his hair as naughty fantasies danced in her imagination. "Of course, if you told me, I would forgive you. So how much, Alex?" Of course, Lara knew Alex would never tell, but she also knew he had it in the safe in his study as well as the combination which she got off him one drunken night. She took a large commando knife from her belt and cut his right hand free. She then grabbed it while placing the knife in it smiling mischievously. "Here you are," she stated. "I am trusting you to wait until I'm gone to free yourself. I like you, Alex West. You're a decent man, but you need to make smarter decisions, not ones where it all for the money and sod all to the rest. I enjoyed our talk. It gave me a chance to get stuff off my chest, no jokes please. Well, goodnight sweet prince. Pleasant dreams." She kissed his cheek and patted it before dismounting him and walking toward the door where she stopped and turned around. "By the way, I like that chapter about me. I suppose we do have a like/hate relationship. Ta." With that, Lara waltzed out of the room. Alex waited a bit before cutting himself loose and jumping out of bed. He put on a robe and ran to the study where he found the safe open and empty. On the desk was a note and a check for twenty million dollars paid to him. Twice as much as what Powers paid him to give him the mask. The American did not bother to read the note, knowing that Lara would gloat about having the mask. He chuckled as he headed back to bed. "Enjoy your laugh," he mused. "Just remember. Payback's a ."here we are. minimal stuff, otherwise (hopefully) acceptable family fare. so any artists interested give me a yell and comments are more than welcome. don't be shy and more tales are on the way. peace. |
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| Tessa | Apr 29 2009, 10:27 AM Post #2 |
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Good job Neil. Lots better.
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