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cookiejar said:
Heck Bunk...the "RICHARD" was on a search and destroy mission!:eek:

Now what are you gonna tell the Lt.?
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Not sure. The "Richard" came out for you. but when Lt. Head looks at me, he puts it away. I wonder if I should be insulted by that. :p

I'll write tonight.
 
sueanninct said:
Not sure. The "Richard" came out for you. but when Lt. Head looks at me, he puts it away. I wonder if I should be insulted by that. :p

I'll write tonight.
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Lt. Head is an equal opportunity blackmailer...:D
 
Hi Cookie, Happy New Year. I don't have the slightest idea of what you guys are talking about. Since you don't come to the boring Lit anymore I just wanted to say HI. :( No I didn't lose it on New Years Eve. Huggssssssssss Minnie(still Virgin) :rose:
 
sueanninct said:
Not sure. The "Richard" came out for you. but when Lt. Head looks at me, he puts it away. I wonder if I should be insulted by that. :p

I'll write tonight.
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OK, just about finished with it. I'll post it tonight. :D
 
Minnie(virgin) said:
Hi Cookie, Happy New Year. I don't have the slightest idea of what you guys are talking about. Since you don't come to the boring Lit anymore I just wanted to say HI. :( No I didn't lose it on New Years Eve. Huggssssssssss Minnie(still Virgin) :rose:
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Hi Minnie!! Hugs to you!! Hey we don't know what we are talking about most of the time...:D


Why do I not believe the virgin part?:p

Don't be a stranger ok?:rose:
 
His eyes were cold as ice, and Bunkie knew that he was serious. She had no other options left. Only the truth would get her out of this mess. Maybe. “If I tell you what I know, will you let us go?”

“Doll, you don’t have any say in the matter. Tell me what you know right now, or all bets are off.” He had put his pants back on, but still held the belt in his hand, gripping it tightly.

“I need to be certain you’ll let us go. Release Cookie, and I’ll tell you everything I know. Otherwise,” Bunkie said before Lt. Head could interrupt, “we stay chained in this room, you lose what little self-respect you have left, and the biggest crime in the history of this city goes unsolved because you let the suspect slip right through your fingers.” He continued to stare at her, trying to judge whether or not she was telling the truth, or just pulling his leg. He’d much rather have her pull on something else, but she had a point. Whoever was behind all of this had also tried to kill him, and that made it personal. He wasn’t going to rest until he saw justice. Or revenge. He walked over to Cookie. He took the key out of his pocket, and released her from the cuffs. Cookie simply stood there, rubbing her wrists. Lt. Head walked back and stood inches in front of Bunkie. “Spill it, Sweets.”

“Do you remember the note I gave you at the hospital?” she asked. Lt. Head merely stared at her, not giving her any indication he knew what she was talking about. His patience was wearing thin. “The note mentioned the Astroglide shipment, and when it was going to be on the docks. I figure whoever has it is getting rid of it quickly before someone catches on.”

“You’ve got about 5 seconds to tell me something I don’t already know,” Lt. Head said quietly, his patience hanging by a thread.

“I found that note at the diner where I work. Whoever is behind this came to the diner today, so it’s likely I’ll be able to identify them. I happen to know that none of my customers wore gloves while they were eating. Being a waitress, I notice little things like that. So whoever wrote that note left their fingerprints on it. Your lab guys should be able to lift a clean set of prints off the note.”

“The lab guys already have it,” Lt. Head said. “They’ve lifted a set of prints off the note, and are checking them against our files. Thanks for wasting my time, Sweets.” He turned around and walked towards the door.

“Wait! We had an agreement,” Bunkie called after him. “You said you’d let me go if I told you everything I know. You don’t need to keep me here. It’s only a matter of time before you catch her.”

Head took two more steps before he stopped. Slowly, he turned around. “Her?”

“The writing on the note,” Bunkie replied. “It clearly belongs to a woman.”

Head stared for a few more seconds, then turned back and walked out. “I’ll be back later,” he called back.

Bunkie simply stared at the door that closed behind him. “I did the right thing, didn’t I?” Cookie simply nodded, and wiped the tear that fell down Bunkie’s cheek.
 
sueanninct said:
His eyes were cold as ice, and Bunkie knew that he was serious. She had no other options left. Only the truth would get her out of this mess. Maybe. “If I tell you what I know, will you let us go?”

“Doll, you don’t have any say in the matter. Tell me what you know right now, or all bets are off.” He had put his pants back on, but still held the belt in his hand, gripping it tightly.

“I need to be certain you’ll let us go. Release Cookie, and I’ll tell you everything I know. Otherwise,” Bunkie said before Lt. Head could interrupt, “we stay chained in this room, you lose what little self-respect you have left, and the biggest crime in the history of this city goes unsolved because you let the suspect slip right through your fingers.” He continued to stare at her, trying to judge whether or not she was telling the truth, or just pulling his leg. He’d much rather have her pull on something else, but she had a point. Whoever was behind all of this had also tried to kill him, and that made it personal. He wasn’t going to rest until he saw justice. Or revenge. He walked over to Cookie. He took the key out of his pocket, and released her from the cuffs. Cookie simply stood there, rubbing her wrists. Lt. Head walked back and stood inches in front of Bunkie. “Spill it, Sweets.”

“Do you remember the note I gave you at the hospital?” she asked. Lt. Head merely stared at her, not giving her any indication he knew what she was talking about. His patience was wearing thin. “The note mentioned the Astroglide shipment, and when it was going to be on the docks. I figure whoever has it is getting rid of it quickly before someone catches on.”

“You’ve got about 5 seconds to tell me something I don’t already know,” Lt. Head said quietly, his patience hanging by a thread.

“I found that note at the diner where I work. Whoever is behind this came to the diner today, so it’s likely I’ll be able to identify them. I happen to know that none of my customers wore gloves while they were eating. Being a waitress, I notice little things like that. So whoever wrote that note left their fingerprints on it. Your lab guys should be able to lift a clean set of prints off the note.”

“The lab guys already have it,” Lt. Head said. “They’ve lifted a set of prints off the note, and are checking them against our files. Thanks for wasting my time, Sweets.” He turned around and walked towards the door.

“Wait! We had an agreement,” Bunkie called after him. “You said you’d let me go if I told you everything I know. You don’t need to keep me here. It’s only a matter of time before you catch her.”

Head took two more steps before he stopped. Slowly, he turned around. “Her?”

“The writing on the note,” Bunkie replied. “It clearly belongs to a woman.”

Head stared for a few more seconds, then turned back and walked out. “I’ll be back later,” he called back.

Bunkie simply stared at the door that closed behind him. “I did the right thing, didn’t I?” Cookie simply nodded, and wiped the tear that fell down Bunkie’s cheek.
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Quite the mystery...:eek:


You are a good writer Bunk...ever thought of writing a story for lit?
:rose:
 
cookiejar said:
You must be joking...you are good and you get better with practice. Please try...:)
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*nods* I agree..keep me thralled and I want more!!!
 
cookiejar said:
Sterling had left and returned with a change of clothing for me. Now he had gone to pick up some breakfast before we left. I needed a nice, hot shower and a few moments alone to think. I was quickly realizing that there wasn't a person in this town I could trust. I intended to keep my guard up at all times. After a shower in lukewarm water, after all this place wasn't exactly 5-star, I dressed. Sterling had bought a pair of slacks, sweater, bra, panties. They all fit and I laughed grimly...he obviously knew women and knew them well. One problem, no shoes and I grimaced. My gold heels would have to do. Leaving the bathroom, I started back down the hall to Sterling's room.

Opening the door I had no time to react before a hand was clamped over my mouth. I fought valiantly but soon realized there were two of them and in seconds they had me bound and gagged. I tried to see who it was but they blindfolded me. I was carried unceremoniously down the back stairs and tossed in a car. I used the only sense I had left, my hearing. Unfortunately the abductors had clammed up but I figured we drove at least a half hour. We went over a set of train tracks and I heard a boat horn once. The old docks...I was getting more apprehensive all the time.

The car stopped with a squeal of brakes and once again I was carried inside and up a flight of stairs. My legs and hands were untied and I was shoved in a room, the door locked behind me. I pulled the gag and blindfold off and was shocked to see Bunkie standing in the corner. Her eyes were wide and her face was tear-stained.

"Oh Cookie!" She ran to me and we hugged each other. It was a relief to see her,

"Where are we?" I asked.

"I don't know,' she said with a quiver in her voice. "I was in the hospital visiting Lt. Head when the lights went out. Next thing I know I'm here."

"All I know Bunk is this town is a sewer and you and I are right in the thick of things."

"What do we do?" she cried.

"We wait and see what the deal is." I tried sounding tough but the truth was I was as scared as Bunkie.

I was in a room, barefoot, hungry, and completely in the dark as to this new development. I hated the feeling of impotence. I wished I had a cigarette and a tall drink, my head felt like it would split anytime. Bunkie and I curled up together on the blanket on the floor and waited.

I have no idea how long we were there but finally we heard footsteps and the sound of a key in the door. We stood quickly as the door swung open and he stood in the doorway...
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Wooohhooo..there was rope!!!!
 
sueanninct said:
OH NO! I denied Cookie some Richard. She'll never forgive me for that! :rolleyes:
Lunar - are you watching this?!?
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*giggles* Yup :devil: Very nice belt swing the Lt has there :devil:
 
you are right lunarsubmissive the panthers are houston bound just like the yankee pitchers andy pettite and roger clemens. I am a yankee fan and I am upset that andy pettite is gone but i will live. by the way cookie i love the pic of clara bow in her baseball uniform. by the way cookie want to play ball?;) later doll.


MR. Gibson sexy tales!
 
Who's writing the next installment? I can't wait to find out what happens. :D
 
I had taken Lunar's last few ounces of courage, walking into that flea bitten motel and walking up the stairs to Billy's room. She was going to end it, one way or another. She double checked her handbag, making sure the .22 was still nestled inside her hanky.

She had made a big mistake getting involved with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks. She had gone slumming one night with her girlfriends, bored as only a rich girl could be and looking for some fresh meat to play with for a while. Then she saw him standing next to the bar, a tribute to the Greek Gods themselves. She had thought at first he was with the tinfoil blonde who owned the joint, she had seen him tussle with a suit and the trampy blonde send him off with his tail between his legs.

She got the 411 from the bartender for a couple of greenbacks. He was just the hired muscle, and bright as a burned out lightbulb, just the way she liked them. Big and strong, muscular and rough...she bet her girls an AV for 24 hours that she could get him to tie her up and use her over in the Sexual Role Playing Motel in less than five minutes. The girls took the bet. They lost.

She had followed him out into the alley way. Her clothes and mannerisms had told him immediately she had money. And that was all he had needed to know. She had simply walked up to him, told him what she wanted him to do to her, infront of her girls, and he was grinning from ear to ear. He gave him the slip of paper with a time and location and walked away. He had arrived ten minutes early.

Oh, he had been a wonderful play toy for them that night. Her first mistake had been agreeing to see him again the next night....alone. He supplied the ropes and whips, the blindfolds and the wrist restraints...she supplied the will and the body. He beat her black and blue that night, she had loved every blow he gave her.

They started meeting every night after that...always alone. When he questioned her she had flown into a rage. She would never again share him with another woman. He was hers now, body and soul. And if he knew what was good for him, he'd remain that way.

Oh, he had played her for a rich little fool. One night she decided to surprise him, meet him at the bar and have a little fun in her limo on the way to the motel, instead of being ready and waiting for him in their usual room. She had seen him with that stripper Liza and her whole world had fallen apart at the seams. She ran out of the bar as fast as her legs could take her, not even noticing Cookie's own fast exit.

She dismissed her driver and drove the car around all night. She went back and forth between scenarios. She would kill Liza with her own bare hands...she would kill Billy, really slowly...she would hire someone to kill Liza....she would turn the tables on Billy, tie him up, make him think it was fun, and then shoot him between his cheating eyes.

Before she had known it, the sun was coming up over Lit City. In a panic, she pulled over at the nearest phone booth and called the motel. Yes, Billy was still there. She was so sorry, she just couldn't get away from her husband last night. No, no, stay there, she'd come to him and he could have her for breakfast in bed.

Now she stood at the top of the old squeaky stairs, looking down the hall at the door to the room they had met in so often. She had made up her mind. If he didn't agree to stop seeing that two bit whore, she would shoot him on the spot.

Just as she started to unroot herself from the stairwell she saw one of the other doors open. She pulled back so she couldn't be seen. It was Cookie! What would Cookie be doing in this flea bitten...wait a minute...she remembered that door. One night on her way to meet Billy she saw that suit he had tussled with that night go in. So, Cookie was poking the private dick, eh? Just wait till she told Billy. It was sure to get him a promotion in the ranks.

Before she could complete another thought, she saw two men grab Cookie, tie her up and blindfold her *lucky broad* and then carry her out of the motel.

All thoughts of Billy and his little trist with Liza were forgotten, as she ran to his room and told him to get dressed on the way to the car. He was going to rescue Cookie and get all the credit and the rewards. They would follow the car with Cookie in the trunk and wait for the right time to bust her free.
 
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lunarsubmissive said:
I had taken Lunar's last few ounces of courage, walking into that flea bitten motel and walking up the stairs to Billy's room. She was going to end it, one way or another. She double checked her handbag, making sure the .22 was still nestled inside her hanky.

She had made a big mistake getting involved with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks. She had gone slumming one night with her girlfriends, bored as only a rich girl could be and looking for some fresh meat to play with for a while. Then she saw him standing next to the bar, a tribute to the Greek Gods themselves. She had thought at first he was with the tinfoil blonde who owned the joint, she had seen him tussle with a suit and the trampy blonde send him off with his tail between his legs.

She got the 411 from the bartender for a couple of greenbacks. He was just the hired muscle, and bright as a burned out lightbulb, just the way she liked them. Big and strong, muscular and rough...she bet her girls an AV for 24 hours that she could get him to tie her up and use her over in the Sexual Role Playing Motel in less than five minutes. The girls took the bet. They lost.

She had followed him out into the alley way. Her clothes and mannerisms had told him immediately she had money. And that was all he had needed to know. She had simply walked up to him, told him what she wanted him to do to her, infront of her girls, and he was grinning from ear to ear. He gave him the slip of paper with a time and location and walked away. He had arrived ten minutes early.

Oh, he had been a wonderful play toy for them that night. Her first mistake had been agreeing to see him again the next night....alone. He supplied the ropes and whips, the blindfolds and the wrist restraints...she supplied the will and the body. He beat her black and blue that night, she had loved every blow he gave her.

They started meeting every night after that...always alone. When he questioned her she had flown into a rage. She would never again share him with another woman. He was hers now, body and soul. And if he knew what was good for him, he'd remain that way.

Oh, he had played her for a rich little fool. One night she decided to surprise him, meet him at the bar and have a little fun in her limo on the way to the motel, instead of being ready and waiting for him in their usual room. She had seen him with that stripper Liza and her whole world had fallen apart at the seams. She ran out of the bar as fast as her legs could take her, not even noticing Cookie's own fast exit.

She dismissed her driver and drove the car around all night. She went back and forth between scenarios. She would kill Liza with her own bare hands...she would kill Billy, really slowly...she would hire someone to kill Liza....she would turn the tables on Billy, tie him up, make him think it was fun, and then shoot him between his cheating eyes.

Before she had known it, the sun was coming up over Lit City. In a panic, she pulled over at the nearest phone booth and called the motel. Yes, Billy was still there. She was so sorry, she just couldn't get away from her husband last night. No, no, stay there, she'd come to him and he could have her for breakfast in bed.

Now she stood at the top of the old squeaky stairs, looking down the hall at the door to the room they had met in so often. She had made up her mind. If he didn't agree to stop seeing that two bit whore, she would shoot him on the spot.

Just as she started to unroot herself from the stairwell she saw one of the other doors open. She pulled back so she couldn't be seen. It was Cookie! What would Cookie be doing in this flea bitten...wait a minute...she remembered that door. One night on her way to meet Billy she saw that suit he had tussled with that night go in. So, Cookie was poking the private dick, eh? Just wait till she told Billy. It was sure to get him a promotion in the ranks.

Before she could complete another thought, she saw two men grab Cookie, tie her up and blindfold her *lucky broad* and then carry her out of the motel.

All thoughts of Billy and his little trist with Liza were forgotten, as she ran to his room and told him to get dressed on the way to the car. He was going to rescue Cookie and get all the credit and the rewards. They would follow the car with Cookie in the trunk and wait for the right time to bust her free.
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Ummmmm and who is this tinfoil blonde we are talking about hmmmmm??:p
 
cookiejar said:
Ummmmm and who is this tinfoil blonde we are talking about hmmmmm??:p
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*snickergiggles* I'm waiting on Liza about the two bit tramp :eek:

Hope she forgets before May :eek:
 
lunarsubmissive said:
*snickergiggles* I'm waiting on Liza about the two bit tramp :eek:

Hope she forgets before May :eek:
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I still have a bone to pick with Liza after she picked Slick's bone(so to speak):mad:


Great job Lunar...:rose:
 
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