Little Boy Lost
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- Nov 14, 2001
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OOC: Duke Trella. 19 years old. 5'10". 175 pounds. Sandy brown hair. brown eyes.
IC:
My father travelled alot on business. It took him away from home for weeks at a time, but it also made us rich beyond measure.
I loved the old man, but I didn't miss him.
There were compensations.
Like today.
I stared out the window and watched his limo pull away. Then I took the handcuffs out of my pocket and smiled at my mother.
She started shaking her head in horror and disgust.
"Come on, Mom," I said coldly. "You know what happens when you disobey me."
She flushed a wonderful scarlet. But she got the message. With trembling fingers she started unbuttoning her blouse....
IC:
My father travelled alot on business. It took him away from home for weeks at a time, but it also made us rich beyond measure.
I loved the old man, but I didn't miss him.
There were compensations.
Like today.
I stared out the window and watched his limo pull away. Then I took the handcuffs out of my pocket and smiled at my mother.
She started shaking her head in horror and disgust.
"Come on, Mom," I said coldly. "You know what happens when you disobey me."
She flushed a wonderful scarlet. But she got the message. With trembling fingers she started unbuttoning her blouse....