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ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 2/10/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner
... deep sigh and stared at the ground, slowing his steps down for a few moments. "It shouldn't matter. I just made some mistakes, but I put that behind me. I had Savanna, you know... had to grow up." "Spencer, you raised me for like... 20 years, with dad being in and out of the picture, so don't play that card with me." "Ugh..." he said, finally stopping and turning to face her. "Fine. After you went to college, I was working on a couple sculptures, drinking a bit, and I went to a junkyard, not really thinking, and it turned out someone owned the junk in question, so I got arrested on trespassing and theft. Slapped with a really light sentence of community service, thanks to a judge who's granddaughter was a fan of you, which I was kind of already doing, and that was it." "But what about the murder?" Carly asked, holding her breath for this answer as it made all the difference. "It was really nothing. I was sl*eping off a bad night in a truck, and something went down, and I was questioned, but I was nowhere near any of it. Like I said, nothing came of any of this stuff." Spencer turned back around and began walking once again. "And what about you coming to this island a couple years ago?" "Oh, yeah..." Spencer stopped again, this time to retie his shoe on a tree. "I came here and tried to get some inspiration from nature since I remembered coming here as a k*d. The smell of fish lingering all over an island is ...
... not exactly inspiration. I was gone within a day." "Ok," Carly said softly, breathing a deep sigh. "That's all I needed to hear." "Of course, k*ddo," Spencer said with a smile and mussed up her hair a little before leading the charge toward his daughter once more. *** "Pretty sure this takes care of everyone's stuff," Freddie said, dragging bags and suitcases through the door frame, with his back to Jade's bed-room. "Though I'm not sure-" The Seattle born young man was frozen in his tracks, as he turned around, and all the bl**d rushed from his face. What stood in the bedroom doorway was like something out of a dream- Jade in her wedding dress. Jade was standing there, with her hair still damp and up in a ponytail, but the rest seemed like it couldn't be real, her shoulders and upper chest were completely bare, with a deep cleavage that made his mouth water. But what made his eyes water was the rest of it. Besides the dip in the middle, her torso was topped with rounded area from the strapless dress coming down tightly around her stomach and abdomen. The dress ruffled out below that, not creating much of a train or a ball gown effect, but something simple and sleek. "Do you like it?" he heard Jade say, but the words to respond just couldn't find their way to his tongue. "I guess I can take that as a yes?" Freddie simply nodded and dropped his bags and approached her, with deep intention. She met his movements, and ...