Wolk
The howny wabbit
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- Sep 21, 2002
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OOC: Closed thread for myself and dailyskater
IC:
His parents must have made a good choice when they named Rich because he became just that. From relatively humble begining, he had his first million before he turned twenty, playing on stocks first for a high school project and then for real money. Now he was twenty three and had a huge house with a garden, little fountains, statues and a driveway that disappeared into the distance.
He was living in the city, fairly close to downtown, so when his sister asked to live at his place while she went to college he didn't think much of it. He knew she loved him, loved the presents he gave her, some of which cost more than some people's entire Christmas budget. She was incredibly sexy. Beautiful face and eyes, gorgeous dirty blond hair, slender waist with full hips and round ass and the most incredible pair of double dees he has ever seen outside of movies. He very rarely thought of her in a sexual way anymore. He did when he first notied her filling out, but knew it was wrong and, as he became richer and had no shortage of pretty girls that wanted to hang off his arm, he stopped, shoving the incestous thoughts back to his subconsciousness.
Now he had a girlfriend that he thought might have been 'the one'. At least he was fairly sure she wasn't just out to get his money and divorce him. They talked about getting married, a news which Rich shared with his sister. She congratulated him, but he could tell she wasn't nearly as happy as he was. He shrugged it off at the time.
Now he just finished talking to Vicky, his girlfriend, on the phone and put it down, glowing. He turned to his sister, excited.
"Vicky says she wants the two of us to go for a month to a tropical island where it's just be the two of us. 'Staying in our little beachside villa and playing in bed,' she says." He grinned. "A month of straight sex! Is the the perfect girl or what?"
IC:
His parents must have made a good choice when they named Rich because he became just that. From relatively humble begining, he had his first million before he turned twenty, playing on stocks first for a high school project and then for real money. Now he was twenty three and had a huge house with a garden, little fountains, statues and a driveway that disappeared into the distance.
He was living in the city, fairly close to downtown, so when his sister asked to live at his place while she went to college he didn't think much of it. He knew she loved him, loved the presents he gave her, some of which cost more than some people's entire Christmas budget. She was incredibly sexy. Beautiful face and eyes, gorgeous dirty blond hair, slender waist with full hips and round ass and the most incredible pair of double dees he has ever seen outside of movies. He very rarely thought of her in a sexual way anymore. He did when he first notied her filling out, but knew it was wrong and, as he became richer and had no shortage of pretty girls that wanted to hang off his arm, he stopped, shoving the incestous thoughts back to his subconsciousness.
Now he had a girlfriend that he thought might have been 'the one'. At least he was fairly sure she wasn't just out to get his money and divorce him. They talked about getting married, a news which Rich shared with his sister. She congratulated him, but he could tell she wasn't nearly as happy as he was. He shrugged it off at the time.
Now he just finished talking to Vicky, his girlfriend, on the phone and put it down, glowing. He turned to his sister, excited.
"Vicky says she wants the two of us to go for a month to a tropical island where it's just be the two of us. 'Staying in our little beachside villa and playing in bed,' she says." He grinned. "A month of straight sex! Is the the perfect girl or what?"