1. ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner, Source: xHamster 

    ... water. As he wrung it out and revealed the tan uniform top to his friend, both of them instantly knew who the pinned starred shirt belonged to. &#034Pretty sure Freddie's dad is the guy we're looking for.&#034 &#034And he and Jade, and… Sam, just went to his place, didn't they?&#034 Nate paused for a moment wondering if the three of them, or one specifically, was alright. &#034Shit… I guess all three could handle themselves…Let's just find a way to get the hell off this island.&#034 The two men raced to opposite sides of the plane, checking each boat they could find, but every single one had controls that were either smashed or shot. By the fourth or fifth boat, both of them had lost all the humour they were enjoying and any hope they had for an easy escape. * * * &#034Ha…&#034 Sam said, staring at the ground in front of the sheriff's house before reaching down and grabbing a rock. &#034People never learn how fake these things look…&#034 The blonde criminal thumbed open the rock and revealed a key, giving a self-congratulatory nod to Jade and Freddie who looked more surprised than sycophantic. &#034Oh thank you Sam,&#034 the blonde said, imitating Freddie. &#034You're so smart and we'd never do-&#034 &#034Shut the fuck up, Puckett,&#034 Jade said, holding Freddie close, knowing that even though it had been a while, seeing Freddie with someone still got to Sam. &#034Let's just get inside and take a look around.&#034 &#034But watch out for traps,&#034 Freddie said, looking ...
    ... all around. &#034If my dad is responsible, I don't think he would just leave his house unguarded. The trio took a long look around the house which looked pretty meagre considering his esteem in the community. The kitchen was bare, and certainly looked like a bachelor's place. Jackets were hung on chairs, and everything creaked a bit, but what really blew them away was the living room. Books. Wall to wall bookshelves, with only trophy a****ls punctuating them, and that wasn't even counting the stacks of books by the doorway. &#034Yup…&#034 Sam said, patting Freddie on the back harder than she should. &#034This guy's your dad. No question about it now.&#034 &#034I guess so…&#034 he said, unsure what to make of this since it did answer where at least one of his interests. &#034Let's just hope you didn't inherit the murder genes too?&#034 Freddie almost said something to Sam, but he let it slide, allowing Jade's death stare towards the blonde say everything he would have liked. Moving cautiously up the stairs, Jade gripped Freddie's hand tight as he led the way, with Sam facing downward just in case they might not be alone. Upstairs looked about as unlike the downstairs as anything could. It was neat and orderly, things were put away and there was some sort of clear order to how everything was set up, including the entire east wall, made up pinned diagrams and maps. All the traps they had seen so far had their blueprints on a table, notes scribbled across them, while newspaper ...
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