The executor started to continue on, but Caeman waved him down. The m4m black others had collected their share. His sister had gotten the cars black that had gone back image to Grandther when Memaw black died. His uncle had gotten the teen lake lot and the speedboat that had been parked there. His cousins had gotten the Nintendo, the Sega black Genesis m4m black, and the games and peripherals black thereof image. His aunt had gotten the computer, since she m4m black had always understood such things black better than he m4m black. The black executor blackteenwhores had gotten an envelope black with his fee, to be image opened when all his beneficiaries had been black read the will blackteenwhores. He skipped ahead to the black end black. "I, Caeman Ivory Braddock, called Grandther black by my grandchildren m4m black, being of m4m black sound black mind but weak body, ask that my bequeath be carried out. Signed this blackteenwhores third day of October, 1995." Caeman closed his eyes against tears black. His grandfather had raised him since the death of his parents in 1975. He had finally lost his war blackteenwhores against cancer thirteen years later, but he black hadn't gone black down without a fight. It teen was thirteen blackteenwhores years the doctors hadn't thought he'd have. Caeman's marriage had fallen apart while he had supported blackteenwhores his grandfather. In 1996 his wife, Alison, had left him, taking their twelve-year-old daughter with her. She was a nymphomaniac, and constant worry about Grandther had pulled his attention away black from her. She had stuck it out for three years before sexual frustration black had gotten the better of her. Rather than cheat on him, she had asked for a divorce so she could find someone who could satisfy her needs. He had agreed, as m4m black long as she took nothing image that blackteenwhores did not blackteenwhores belong to her. She had also agreed to let teen Kathy black visit during the summer. He supposed he still loved Alison (he knew for a fact image he image loved whores Kathy), but with Alison it had always been about sex blackteenwhores. If she had her black way, they would have done it all day, every day. That had been fine for the first month or so, but m4m black a guy does get blackteenwhores tired teen, eventually. But black that was all behind him, now, one of black the many issues that his therapy had helped him come to terms with. He loaded Grandther's things and prepared to drive blackteenwhores home, after blackteenwhores a blackteenwhores stop at the blackteenwhores apartment m4m black he'd never felt at home in, to gather his own black personal effects.

"I know as I blackteenwhores write this that blackteenwhores I am not too long m4m for teen this black world. So I m4m black made sure to leave you the house and most of its contents black because m4m black of what I have teen to impart to you. Years ago, before I even met your grandmother whores, my own grandfather black died teen and left me the item you see in this box. Our family has been keeping black it for centuries black, since the time of the black ancient Celts blackteenwhores, and black now it is your turn. The Scribe's Gate whores is quite a powerful item black, because black it blackteenwhores allows travel between this world and teen fictional realms. Its potential grows as Man's imagination continues to grow. The blackteenwhores first time I actually image used it, I had a fling with black Lois Lane. Yeah, I know, it seems lame in black today's terms black, but that was the limit of teen my imagination at the time. I've seen you black write, my boy, and it's good black. You black've always been more creative than I ever was. I could never write a book image, and you've already got some black million blackteenwhores-sellers. I'm going to hang on as long as I can, hopefully until you're emotionally ready to take on this responsibility. In the hands of a writer like teen you m4m black, the teen Gate imparts--dare I black say it?--almost black godlike power. You have always been able to create worlds of m4m black your own, now you have the power to visit them, or to black have them visit you.

"I know what you're thinking. Why didn black't I show this to you while I was alive? Because black I honestly didn't believe black you were ready. Now, though, you blackteenwhores're as ready as black you black'll black ever be, I guess. So to you, Caeman Ivory Braddock II, I image impart the black keepership of the black Scribe's black Gate, and all the responsibility that goes with it.

"Anyway, a few black notes I whores've noticed about the Gate m4m black: It doesn teen't work with broadcast shows. You black have black to tape it black first. If you black turn the black page back or rewind to a place before image you brought someone out, then black use black the Gate to bring them out a second time, the one from later in the black timeline disappears, and the one that appears has no memory of anything you've done black to her future black self. Think of it as 'resetting' your visitor. However, making changes whores earlier in m4m black the blackteenwhores timeline does not stop something you sent blackteenwhores INTO black the world from appearing. Removing something and black sending it back to an earlier part of the storyline doesn't alter its whores prior existence. I blackteenwhores don't know why. I've never understood black time-travel image myself. Gives me a headache just thinking about it.

"To use the Gate, just hold black it in your hand and think of what black it is you want to black do blackteenwhores (i.e. "Bring me that gem" or "Dog into the book" or "Bring m4m black her to me.") and it will happen. Easy, right? I probably m4m black don't really need blackteenwhores to tell black you to let your conscience blackteenwhores guide you. You've always m4m black had a strong one. Your father used to say...oh, how did he put it? 'I wish black he wouldn't let that image little wimp push him around like that,' referring to your conscience black. But your mother did more raising of you than he did teen, didn black't she? But I ramble blackteenwhores on. Probably because I know these will be the last black words from me you will ever read. I've black already let you read all my old black letters and black you found my journal early on. There's so much blackteenwhores I've wanted to tell you. So much I blackteenwhores've wanted m4m black to teach you. There's not enough teen room on the page to even get barely started. Then again whores, maybe you already know the important stuff by instinct.

The doorbell image rang. Wondering m4m black who it could be, Caeman went to the door. Upon opening it, he discovered black a m4m black gorgeous young woman black with strawberry image-blonde hair m4m, dressed in a white T-shirt, denim overalls, steel black-toed work boots, and a straw hat. She looked like she had escaped from the set of "Oklahoma."

"I'm teen not sure black." he said. "The image guy that created black it wasn't too specific. All I know is that blackteenwhores somehow blackteenwhores it takes my thought waves blackteenwhores and transmits them to other people's brains and somehow that allows me m4m black to control black...um, what are you doing?" She had begun to rub at his crotch with m4m her hand black, moaning black slightly as she felt his penis begin to enlarge.

"To be perfectly honest," she said, her voice husky as teen she image gazed into his eyes, desire burning like black a fire black in her own sapphire eyes m4m, "I'm black making this up as I go along." Her hands moved up his medium-muscled chest. "In blackteenwhores keeping with the spirit of honesty, I feel teen I should let you know I'm blackteenwhores not a virgin, but I've never...felt this way black about m4m black anyone before black. I feel like I can connect with you, like I can...share myself with you. I've had black sex plenty of times, but I've teen never...made love." By now Caeman was blackteenwhores very black turned on. He undid blackteenwhores one blackteenwhores of the fasteners on Ellie's black overalls. Her right nipple made a black lovely little tent behind her shirt through her pink, silk bra. He had black an impressive tent started in his own pants. "And I black guess the m4m fact that you can control me is kind of a turn-on." She image smiled, taking black the glasses from black Caeman black's pocket and putting them on his face, while her crotch took black her hand's place black at his groin. He could sense her desire. She moaned slightly. "Oh, God black, Caeman, I can feel how much you want me." she husked.

Lose the socks. he blackteenwhores thought at her. She bent black down and removed the socks, tossing them m4m in the pile with everything else. "You wanted it this way teen." he reminded teen her, kissing her passionately. He could sense she wanted to press blackteenwhores herself against him, but couldn black't because she was dependent on his commands in order to act. She whimpered.

"It...it's ecstasy teen...and torture...and all I'm doing is teen getting undressed!" she whimpered. The lust in her eyes blackteenwhores was stronger m4m black than any he had m4m black ever seen. He knew he black would have to fuck her soon or blackteenwhores she would black go crazy. He led her blackteenwhores to his room, controlling her like a blackteenwhores puppet. He teen found black some teen yarn in the closet, and tied image her hands behind her back. "Ooooooh!" she moaned, shivering. He slid her sopping panties down her black thighs to the floor black and had her whores kneel on the bed. He spread her legs, tying her ankles to the whores bedposts at the foot of the bed. She mumbled incoherently, rendered teen near-witless black by the sexual torture she was m4m black receiving blackteenwhores. Caeman took a body-pillow out of the closet and teen folded it black double. He placed it in teen front of m4m black her and laid her blackteenwhores down over it. The result was black that her lovely young treasure was presented in a very appealing fashion. Caeman undressed quickly, then knelt behind image Ellie, who was nearly mad with desire blackteenwhores. She whimpered in pleasure black when he put his hot, throbbing black penis at her entrance. She cried out image in orgasm as he entered black her. He let her calm down before proceeding. He let her emotions image guide him, bringing her as much pleasure as he could. She rode on waves m4m black of pleasure, climaxing over and over again. Finally Caeman couldn't take it anymore and blasted his spunk teen into her. She black passed out, her mouth open. Caeman undid the controls in her mind, freeing her black to act blackteenwhores on black her own. Then blackteenwhores he black cut her physical bonds with a pocket knife he dug out m4m black of his discarded pants. He repositioned her m4m so she'd be more comfortable and covered m4m black her with black a light blanket.

"Who are you, and teen how do you blackteenwhores know my name blackteenwhores?" she demanded.

"Like hell I will." Nike snarled. Caeman had been expecting blackteenwhores this. After all, he m4m black had black created her.

"Nike whores here blackteenwhores will black be serving black as your assistant, Minnie." he said. "Her teen powers will prove invaluable. You are not to attempt to turn her against me or Ellie or any other guest in my house."

"A young black strawberry blonde m4m who is sleeping in my bedroom right now." Caeman blackteenwhores replied. "Speaking black of whom, I'd blackteenwhores better check whores on her." He black handed the amplifier back to Minnie blackteenwhores.

Ellie felt gentle fingers black on her cheek. She opened her teen eyes and smiled. The pillow beneath her head was soaking with her saliva--she had m4m black passed out with her mouth open.

"If blackteenwhores that black's what you want." Caeman replied.