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- Herausgeber: via tolino media
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
"A Slut for You" is about young Lucy. She is not only young but also beautiful and intelligent. Isabelle has an admirer, Adam. But Adam is a nerd, an outsider. At least everything but a womanizer. But Adam has a plan how he can get closer to Lucy. This short story is the first part of a whole series. I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And to inspire erotic deeds.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
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Original Copyright © 2018, by Gina Weiß.
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Gina Weiß, Postfach 42, 97634 Mellrichstadt
Foreword:
My name is Gina Weiß. I was born in Schweinfurt in 1992. Since my childhood I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger became the desire to write erotic stories. And now, I do.
"A Slut for You" is about young Lucy. She is not only young but also beautiful and intelligent. Isabelle has an admirer, Adam. But Adam is a nerd, an outsider. At least everything but a womanizer. But Adam has a plan how he can get closer to Lucy.
This short story is the first part of a whole series. I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And to inspire erotic deeds.
Your Gina
Part 2
Lucy's thoughts were interrupted when she saw Adam stop walking and stretch his head back through the doorway. "Oh, and Lucy? No more masturbating in the school toilets. Anyway, no more masturbating, period. You will let me and only me touch your pussy. Is that clear you little bitch"?
Lucy whined with blushed head. "But Adam-", her resistance collapsed when he looked at her with a stern gaze. A breath of lust flowed through her and Lucy knew she couldn't obey him at that point. "I love you," he said before closing the door and walking away. Lucy's heart immediately melted away and she blushed into a charming scarlet red. This fool... she thought.
Lucy took a few deep breaths, buttoned up her blouse, straightened her skirt and hair. Then she strutted out of the room. Mr. Parker will be angry, she thought, as she made her way to class. Very well. What do dusty old teachers know? When she opened the door, she felt a breath of cool air tickle her under her skirt. With a spring in her crotch, she made her way to class and beamed as she drove through the corridors. A youthful, joyful feeling bubbled and grew inside her. A strange love, a love for herself, for life, for Adam. She knew it would be a great day.
Adam never thought it would be so easy. At first he had downloaded TOR without really expecting much - he was inspired by stories of strange and terrible undertakings in dark, twisted lowlands of the deep web. You could say he felt a sense of fellowship with the introverted, Internet eccentrics he met online.
Before he realized it, he had flung himself into an incredibly niche-rich corner of the world that threatened to overwhelm him with its amazing vastness. He was in a web of conspiracies, extremism, esoteric knowledge and philosophies he had never heard of before, let alone tried to understand.
Once he had heard the rumors: stories of Mexican drug barons wiring the minds of informants for a cruel fight to death with their colleagues, Asian businessmen brainwashing young homeless women to form harems in underground gangs - he knew he had to penetrate deeper.
A rumor in one thread led to an IP address, from there to another, and after spending a lot of Bitcoin, he soon had a name and a virtual place composed of fragments of Internet folklore. A guy who sells malware, a mind-altering virus based on a simple text message. From random stumbling on a random thread to putting the rumors together, he now had the power to control everyone as he pleased.
Adam thought about it as he strolled into his next lecture. Nevertheless, he thought, he needed training. Sure, he could just convince any employer to give him a job, but what if his supplier got cold feet? He had to be smart. So he sat there and stared at Mr. Walker because he had to tolerate a swearword about his absence. "I am the future, old man," he thought. And soon weak men like you will beg to be spared by men like me.
Lucy entered her class, the creaking of the door that disturbed Mr. Parker at the lecture. He began his sentence with an exaggerated sigh. "Lucy," he said and used the opportunity to show a harsh verbal discipline again. "This is the second day in a row. It's the last year of your high school and I don't want to have to call your parents and tell them that their daughter is losing it even though she should be working hardest.
