redhairstacey4u
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NOTE: My goal is for this thread to evolve into a story...with a fantasy and/or sci-fi flavor to it...and a plot. However, if it does go sci-fi I'd like to keep the space operatics turned down--no robots or spaceships blasting everything in sight, or other clichés. I'm not into tentacles--sorry. Ideally any alien invasion would be of the X-Files or They Live variety...i.e., subtle, hidden, and devious. Ditto for fantasy...no bringing my characters land of mysterious butterfly people, please.
I'm also looking for a plot to develop...for a writer willing to engage with my characters and bring his own well-developed characters and ideas to the mix. I'm looking for characters to interact in manners beyond just sex, and develop deeper relationships.
As some of you know, my tastes are for nonconsensual and rough stories, and I'm not into F/F. So if you want to do a fluffy-bunny romance story, or a lesbian piece, I'm not the writer for you. My kinks include gangbangs, interracial, and monster on maiden. One-line posters need not apply.
Bentwood Lake was a tranquil place, a retreat in the coastal hills of California. It was only about twenty minutes from the freeway...one of those few places in the Golden State that was far enough from the beaten path that one could feel like she was getting away from it all, yet still be near conveniences like a grocery store and pizzeria. The lake was just shy of two square miles in size. There was a small campground, and a dirt road encircling about three-fourths of the lake's circumference.
During the summer, the campground had a fair amount of traffic, much of it college kids from the state university 43 miles down the freeway. But in mid-September, the college was back in session, and the campsite crowds dwindled to a few retirees and a handful of locals who were there for the fishing. As summer waned into autumn, the fishing season was over, and the lake was nearly deserted.
It was this tranquility and solitude that drew Peggy, Charlene and Sue to vacation on the last weekend in October. The three friends had arranged to come up to Bentwood Lake because they were sick and tired of the rat race and wanted a place to come to relax. They had rented an RV and just parked it at the campground, on the north side of the lake.
Peggy was 22, a blonde Caucasian real-estate broker who was on the fast track to success. Little by little, she was seeing less of Charlene and Sue. The girls were inexorably going down different paths in life...and while Peggy liked to think she could sup with the country-club crowd while not losing the common touch, the truth was that she already was subtly looking down on the other two girls...
Charlene was 20, and working as a legal secretary. She looked like a redheaded tart, lithe and tall. She was earthy, living in an apartment with a roommate.
Sue was a bartender, with friends in low places. Also a blonde, she definitely had the common touch. Perhaps a little too common, as she had gotten busted once for carrying a concealed weapon...a knife.
NOTE: The ladies are up for adoption...when there is one left, I will take her and play her.
I'm also looking for a plot to develop...for a writer willing to engage with my characters and bring his own well-developed characters and ideas to the mix. I'm looking for characters to interact in manners beyond just sex, and develop deeper relationships.
As some of you know, my tastes are for nonconsensual and rough stories, and I'm not into F/F. So if you want to do a fluffy-bunny romance story, or a lesbian piece, I'm not the writer for you. My kinks include gangbangs, interracial, and monster on maiden. One-line posters need not apply.
Bentwood Lake was a tranquil place, a retreat in the coastal hills of California. It was only about twenty minutes from the freeway...one of those few places in the Golden State that was far enough from the beaten path that one could feel like she was getting away from it all, yet still be near conveniences like a grocery store and pizzeria. The lake was just shy of two square miles in size. There was a small campground, and a dirt road encircling about three-fourths of the lake's circumference.
During the summer, the campground had a fair amount of traffic, much of it college kids from the state university 43 miles down the freeway. But in mid-September, the college was back in session, and the campsite crowds dwindled to a few retirees and a handful of locals who were there for the fishing. As summer waned into autumn, the fishing season was over, and the lake was nearly deserted.
It was this tranquility and solitude that drew Peggy, Charlene and Sue to vacation on the last weekend in October. The three friends had arranged to come up to Bentwood Lake because they were sick and tired of the rat race and wanted a place to come to relax. They had rented an RV and just parked it at the campground, on the north side of the lake.
Peggy was 22, a blonde Caucasian real-estate broker who was on the fast track to success. Little by little, she was seeing less of Charlene and Sue. The girls were inexorably going down different paths in life...and while Peggy liked to think she could sup with the country-club crowd while not losing the common touch, the truth was that she already was subtly looking down on the other two girls...
Charlene was 20, and working as a legal secretary. She looked like a redheaded tart, lithe and tall. She was earthy, living in an apartment with a roommate.
Sue was a bartender, with friends in low places. Also a blonde, she definitely had the common touch. Perhaps a little too common, as she had gotten busted once for carrying a concealed weapon...a knife.
NOTE: The ladies are up for adoption...when there is one left, I will take her and play her.
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Cool....two brothers in this thread.... 
Well, mine is only a half-brother, as in biracial...but, still....
