Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Joseph Masterson, Ph.D., was a professor of religious studies at a major university in Los Angeles. He was a trim, alert handsome man of forty-three with a thin moustache, sharp eyes and impeccably dressed. He flashed around big-time money and had quite the eye for the ladies. Which is why Las Vegas was his favorite place and he made i...
It will definitely help to have read parts one and two! Some sex in this part. SEVENTEEN "A man was here," Elaine told him at the front door, where she had awaited him. "I saw him walking across the yard towards the turbines." "I hope you didn't try to follow him," said Joseph with a worried frown. "No, I waited by the kitchen door with Bob; I knew he co...
SKULLS There had been poached salmon and salad, bread and rice pilaf waiting on a small candle lit table when they finished. Even so, Gwen was famished when she woke in the morning. She couldn't help but smile. She was lying in Jacob's arms. They had talked until late in the night. Not about life outside. Not about life inside. They had talked about books a...
"So I've always wondered..." Mandy's voice petered out. She thought of herself as a liberated woman and was surprised at how awkward it was to ask this question. Joseph looked attentive and waited patiently. "How does, uh, you know, Cialis work?" Joseph grinned. So that was it. He had noticed Mandy fretting about something for most of the evening. He had...
The knock on the door was answered almost immediately. "Come on in," was the only greeting offered with a big smile. The visitors entered and were escorted further in. "So, glad you came. Sit down and get comfortable." Within a minute, there was another knock. The visitors were surprised, thinking they were to be the only guests. But their surprise turned...
With two more hours to go on his shift, Joseph got up from his seat by the monitor screens to stretch. The other three overnight guards had taken their turns doing a patrol around the complex, and now it was his. He fixed the way his belt sat around his waist, checked the monitors one last time, and stepped outside, locking the door behind him. He scratched...
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After we had showered and Joseph gently washed his ejaculate off my face, chest and tits, we got dressed and spent a blissful day together exploring the town and basking in the sun. As we were arriving back at the beautiful hotel that evening, I walked up the steps to the front door ahead of Joseph. I hadn't realised, but from Joseph's position behind me, he...
The night was dark and stormy; the only hint of light was the lightning cascading across the sky. Adrianne sits in the dark house, huddled on the couch watching outside from the window as the rain pours down. Her only thought was on him. Is he okay, did he have a wreck; is he coming home this time? Joseph grips the steering wheel tight arguing with Adriann...
"Eight inches of snow, can you believe it!" Parrish yelled. Joseph, his little brother of eleven years, came running to the window still wiping the sleep from his eyes. Sara, their little sister who was too young to understand what all the fuss meant, still came up to the big picture window to look out. Parrish's face was close enough to the window his bre...