No Way Out But Through. Part 1.
anonymous
August 30 2012, 08:02:47 UTC
"I knew we shouldn't have taken this stupid tour!" Raising his foot, Jeff kicked savagely at the antique door keeping them prisoner. The gesture was useless: even if it was old, the wood was thick. Besides, Jeff's famous muscles were more of a decorative preference than tools of ready violence. "The cake and tequila were a lie
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No Way Out But Through: Part 2
anonymous
August 31 2012, 21:58:18 UTC
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When they woke up, heads pounding, and found themselves still ensconced in the small windowless room, the argument began. They'd left Jeff his watch, which told them it'd been nearly a day and a half since their kidnapping from the tour group in Pierce's Lotus Temple.
"No fucking way," Jeff said for the what felt like the eighth time.
Annie growled and tugged at her hair with nervous hands. "Look, these people are serious! If this is what they want, let's just get it over with and get out of here."
"We don't know that they will let us out of here," he pointed out. "And I don't perform well under threats of violence. We don't negotiate with terrorists!"
"They're not terrorists!" she snapped. "And we have to negotiate, unless you've got an uzi under your shirt that I'm not aware of."
Indignant, Jeff pointed at the large futon on the carpeted floor of their prison. "And you're okay with just demonstrating for them
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No Way Out But Through: Part 4
anonymous
August 31 2012, 23:27:17 UTC
It was exquisite, almost unbearable, to know that it was Annie sucking him off right then. The cell didn't matter, the reasons didn't matter, just the knowledge that his cock was in Annie's sweet, round mouth. The mouth he'd dreamed fucking for nearly three years. So many unattended fantasies he'd had over her, so many guilty moments in the shower or the bed that left him spent and shaking, telling himself it was okay because she was old enough, because she was his friend, because she might imagine him that way too
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When they woke up, heads pounding, and found themselves still ensconced in the small windowless room, the argument began. They'd left Jeff his watch, which told them it'd been nearly a day and a half since their kidnapping from the tour group in Pierce's Lotus Temple.
"No fucking way," Jeff said for the what felt like the eighth time.
Annie growled and tugged at her hair with nervous hands. "Look, these people are serious! If this is what they want, let's just get it over with and get out of here."
"We don't know that they will let us out of here," he pointed out. "And I don't perform well under threats of violence. We don't negotiate with terrorists!"
"They're not terrorists!" she snapped. "And we have to negotiate, unless you've got an uzi under your shirt that I'm not aware of."
Indignant, Jeff pointed at the large futon on the carpeted floor of their prison. "And you're okay with just demonstrating for them ( ... )
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