Tom Collins
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O.O.C.
Ok…*nervous chuckle* Some lunatics convinced me to start a new thread for us to play on and this is what I came up with. Just FYI, this is a Dom/Sub story, if the title didn’t clue you.
I hope everyone, participants and readers alike, enjoy it. Let the games begin. *sound of a starter's pistol*
Psst...Just a little side game...Who did the song that gave me the title for this thread?
P.S. This is an invitation only thread for joeys-game, jushorny, LatinLady, MO and myself.
My character:
Name: Kelsey Greyden
Age: 23
Height: 6’1
Weight: 220 lbs
Hair: Black, short, curly
Eyes: Glacial Blue/Green
Grew up in an “old money” family. Nice enough guy but can be an asshole because he’s always had everything he wanted, never really had to work hard at anything, school, friends, lovers, everything has always come easy for him or was just handed to him. Recently graduated Harvard Law and is relaxing before going into the family firm.
I.C.
I came awake coughing and sputtering, trying to clear the saltwater from my nose and mouth, spitting sand out with the water. I looked around groggily, trying to figure out where I was, to remember what had happened that I found myself lying in the low tide line on an unknown beach. It was slowly coming back to me, the storm coming up out of nowhere, the high winds ripping the canvas, the waves washing across the deck and finally capsizing my yacht. I remembered watching it go down, desperately clutching the mast to keep my head above water.
Rolling onto my back, I sat up and surveyed my environment, hoping I’d washed up on an inhabited island. From where I was it didn’t much look like I had. I slowly stood, my body aching from the hours I’d been floating in the ocean, and began to carefully pick my way along the beach. I’d lost my shoes at some point so had to watch closely for shells and rocks.
I’d only been walking for a few minutes when I heard the sound of an engine. It sounded like a speedboat. I began running as best as I could toward the sound. Coming around a huge cluster of trees at a bend in the beach I spotted the boat racing away from the cove where I could see a dock. Above the dock, set well back from the beach, stood a huge house.
“Oh, thank God!” I whispered and began carefully picking my way toward it.
Ok…*nervous chuckle* Some lunatics convinced me to start a new thread for us to play on and this is what I came up with. Just FYI, this is a Dom/Sub story, if the title didn’t clue you.

Psst...Just a little side game...Who did the song that gave me the title for this thread?
P.S. This is an invitation only thread for joeys-game, jushorny, LatinLady, MO and myself.
My character:
Name: Kelsey Greyden
Age: 23
Height: 6’1
Weight: 220 lbs
Hair: Black, short, curly
Eyes: Glacial Blue/Green
Grew up in an “old money” family. Nice enough guy but can be an asshole because he’s always had everything he wanted, never really had to work hard at anything, school, friends, lovers, everything has always come easy for him or was just handed to him. Recently graduated Harvard Law and is relaxing before going into the family firm.
I.C.
I came awake coughing and sputtering, trying to clear the saltwater from my nose and mouth, spitting sand out with the water. I looked around groggily, trying to figure out where I was, to remember what had happened that I found myself lying in the low tide line on an unknown beach. It was slowly coming back to me, the storm coming up out of nowhere, the high winds ripping the canvas, the waves washing across the deck and finally capsizing my yacht. I remembered watching it go down, desperately clutching the mast to keep my head above water.
Rolling onto my back, I sat up and surveyed my environment, hoping I’d washed up on an inhabited island. From where I was it didn’t much look like I had. I slowly stood, my body aching from the hours I’d been floating in the ocean, and began to carefully pick my way along the beach. I’d lost my shoes at some point so had to watch closely for shells and rocks.
I’d only been walking for a few minutes when I heard the sound of an engine. It sounded like a speedboat. I began running as best as I could toward the sound. Coming around a huge cluster of trees at a bend in the beach I spotted the boat racing away from the cove where I could see a dock. Above the dock, set well back from the beach, stood a huge house.
“Oh, thank God!” I whispered and began carefully picking my way toward it.
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