| Author: | Jonathan Kollt | ISBN: | 9781476439686 |
| Publisher: | Jonathan Kollt | Publication: | August 15, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Jonathan Kollt |
| ISBN: | 9781476439686 |
| Publisher: | Jonathan Kollt |
| Publication: | August 15, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
READ an excerpt:
Sam the fireman woke to find Erin and Stacy standing on opposite sides of his bed. Stacy had his chart in her hand. His hands and legs were restrained to the bed rail that ran the length of his mattress. He noticed that, during his deep sleep, the bandages on his hands had been changed.
"Well good evening Sam. I hope we didn't wake you. We restrained you because we knew you were deep asleep and wanted to avoid a startle reflex as we changed your bandages. A strong man like you could knock either of us out if we startled you while you were under. We'll take them off in a sec."
Stacy smiled at him. He noticed something about her uniform. The buttons on her top were undone, her skirt seemed shorter than one would expect, and as he glanced over at the other girl, he noticed she followed suit. Both of them had a pleasant bounce to them as they doted around the room.
"It says here you had quite an evening a few weeks ago and are on the verge of a full recovery. We know you still can't speak, babe, so please don't try and strain yourself. I'm Stacy, and this is my good friend and colleague, Erin. We both work here as volunteers, and we’re working the night shift tonight for extra credit."
"Hi Sam." Erin interjected. "We want to start by thanking you for your bravery. Without you, those children and their puppy wouldn't have survived that fire." Erin shrugged her shoulders endearingly and gave him an impressive smile.
Sam acknowledged the girls with a small grin. He looked back and forth as they stood fidgeting on either side of him. They seemed to be communicating something between them as they stared at each other, stifling small giggles. Finally, Stacy was the one to blurt out what seemed to be on their minds.
"Listen, Sam.” She licked her lips hungrily as she got closer to him. “We know you are a wonderful hero. We admire you. You are such a cool role model. We know that your hands have been bandaged for some time now, and we were wondering, well, how you were managing to get your necessary 'release'. You know, a strong sexy fireman like you, driven by high levels of adrenaline and testosterone, you probably aren’t used to maintaining a build up, if you know what I mean.” Stacey bit her bottom lip and placed a hand on his thigh. “You must have a large amount of semen stored up by now, and we want to help you with that. Erin and I have decided we're going to draw it out of you in our own way. Is that okay?"
Sam furled his eyebrows and glanced from one girl to the other.
READ an excerpt:
Sam the fireman woke to find Erin and Stacy standing on opposite sides of his bed. Stacy had his chart in her hand. His hands and legs were restrained to the bed rail that ran the length of his mattress. He noticed that, during his deep sleep, the bandages on his hands had been changed.
"Well good evening Sam. I hope we didn't wake you. We restrained you because we knew you were deep asleep and wanted to avoid a startle reflex as we changed your bandages. A strong man like you could knock either of us out if we startled you while you were under. We'll take them off in a sec."
Stacy smiled at him. He noticed something about her uniform. The buttons on her top were undone, her skirt seemed shorter than one would expect, and as he glanced over at the other girl, he noticed she followed suit. Both of them had a pleasant bounce to them as they doted around the room.
"It says here you had quite an evening a few weeks ago and are on the verge of a full recovery. We know you still can't speak, babe, so please don't try and strain yourself. I'm Stacy, and this is my good friend and colleague, Erin. We both work here as volunteers, and we’re working the night shift tonight for extra credit."
"Hi Sam." Erin interjected. "We want to start by thanking you for your bravery. Without you, those children and their puppy wouldn't have survived that fire." Erin shrugged her shoulders endearingly and gave him an impressive smile.
Sam acknowledged the girls with a small grin. He looked back and forth as they stood fidgeting on either side of him. They seemed to be communicating something between them as they stared at each other, stifling small giggles. Finally, Stacy was the one to blurt out what seemed to be on their minds.
"Listen, Sam.” She licked her lips hungrily as she got closer to him. “We know you are a wonderful hero. We admire you. You are such a cool role model. We know that your hands have been bandaged for some time now, and we were wondering, well, how you were managing to get your necessary 'release'. You know, a strong sexy fireman like you, driven by high levels of adrenaline and testosterone, you probably aren’t used to maintaining a build up, if you know what I mean.” Stacey bit her bottom lip and placed a hand on his thigh. “You must have a large amount of semen stored up by now, and we want to help you with that. Erin and I have decided we're going to draw it out of you in our own way. Is that okay?"
Sam furled his eyebrows and glanced from one girl to the other.
