Well, it took some time, and eventually using a prior cover image, but A Thief’s Folly is now up for sale. This time, the price is upped a little, but that’s because it is longer than the last two. Right now, it is only available on Amazon, but in a week’s time, I will have it available elsewhere.
Here is the link.
A Thief’s Folly
Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B016N80ZW0
This story introduces some new characters, and I am hoping all those who read this let me know who they want to see in the next publication. I introduce a few new characters in to the publications, each one with protagonist potential for in future stories. I’m hoping that if you purchase a copy, you will let me know which character you’d like to see in a future story.
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The Hidden Truth (Book 1 of The Adventures of Aquamarine)
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http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/2940149565955
The Wrong Address (Book 2 of The Adventures of Aquamarine)
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MNYKWU4
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/467063
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Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Monday, October 12, 2015
How a roleplay group of unusual heroines helped shape me and Sasha.
Well, I’ve been a bit busy, but now I shall cover those heroines I have only briefly mentioned before in my memos. I talk of the group of heroines that called themselves The Hooters Girls.
Now, I know what you are thinking. Isn’t that the term for any waitress from that particular restaurant chain. Yes. It is. That was part of the idea behind the group. It was one of the Yahoo groups that was set up strictly for Role Play. The idea behind it was that a couple of waitresses from Hooters had somehow gotten superpowers. If I recall right, it was from an odd bottle of Hooters’ wing sauce. Well, now that they had the powers, they would use them for good. Since they were also Hooters girls, they would also use it to promote a positive image for the chain. This also meant they would not hide their identities.
This last fact had both good, and bad points. Not hiding their identities meant their loved ones were in danger, but it also meant that that item of potential blackmail was out. While I tend to frown on trying to end a heroine’s career by blackmailing revealing their identity, I have to give them points for chutzpah.
I had gotten suggested to join in the role play group by a friend, and even those playing the heroines agreed that I would be a perfect foe for them. Of course, waitresses at a breastraunt would be perfect prey for a fiend who likes to get every last drop of breast milk from them. All we needed was a perfect encounter.
While a few side encounters happened, usually one on one scenes, to give some of the group an idea of what I offered, the first encounter with the girls in group e-mails, happened with another foe, and I used the opportunity he set up to recruit the brunette of my Inner Circle, Sasha. I will go into her story in a future memo.
Eventually, a group scene got started in e-mails, and two more of the group made their way to my place, and ended up trapped in my maze. I would like to say the scene ended with them drained, and in utter panic if their careers, as both heroines and waitresses were fully over, but something happened. Apparently, some of the girls had real life issues happen, and the group went silent…mid group scene. As it ended, one girl had been milked, another was still stuck in the maze, and a third had been rushing back from an outing to try and help them. So what happened?
To make a long story short, the group went defunct, and their fates were up in the air. Even I didn’t know what happened to the group, but prior to it, some of use had discussed that the special bottle of sauce might have been my doing. Years later, one of the group ended up contacting me, and I shared with them what I had saved of the group scene (sadly, that filed got deleted in a fluke thing). We talked some more, and we decided of a perfect homage to what had happened to the group. She had gone into hiding, since the rest of the girls had faced a dangerous dilemma.
We had decided that the group had key members defeated by a foe who liked to turn women in to permanent breeding machines, popping out some sort of spawn on a regular basis. The group, minus the one girl, turned to me to help stop it. I agreed, but at a price. The girls had to start working for me, and maintained my one branch, getting milked on a regular basis. This allowed for the chance encounter in Pure Model of Perfect Findings. I do plan for that young lady to appear in another story.
Well, that’s the group that led me to come up with Sasha. Next time, I’ll go more into her background story, and even more of her creation.
Also, I may be publishing my next work this week. The only thing is that it will have an old cover picture. When I finally get the new picture, I will update the image then.
Until the next time, please subscribe, and even comment.
Now, I know what you are thinking. Isn’t that the term for any waitress from that particular restaurant chain. Yes. It is. That was part of the idea behind the group. It was one of the Yahoo groups that was set up strictly for Role Play. The idea behind it was that a couple of waitresses from Hooters had somehow gotten superpowers. If I recall right, it was from an odd bottle of Hooters’ wing sauce. Well, now that they had the powers, they would use them for good. Since they were also Hooters girls, they would also use it to promote a positive image for the chain. This also meant they would not hide their identities.
This last fact had both good, and bad points. Not hiding their identities meant their loved ones were in danger, but it also meant that that item of potential blackmail was out. While I tend to frown on trying to end a heroine’s career by blackmailing revealing their identity, I have to give them points for chutzpah.
I had gotten suggested to join in the role play group by a friend, and even those playing the heroines agreed that I would be a perfect foe for them. Of course, waitresses at a breastraunt would be perfect prey for a fiend who likes to get every last drop of breast milk from them. All we needed was a perfect encounter.
While a few side encounters happened, usually one on one scenes, to give some of the group an idea of what I offered, the first encounter with the girls in group e-mails, happened with another foe, and I used the opportunity he set up to recruit the brunette of my Inner Circle, Sasha. I will go into her story in a future memo.
Eventually, a group scene got started in e-mails, and two more of the group made their way to my place, and ended up trapped in my maze. I would like to say the scene ended with them drained, and in utter panic if their careers, as both heroines and waitresses were fully over, but something happened. Apparently, some of the girls had real life issues happen, and the group went silent…mid group scene. As it ended, one girl had been milked, another was still stuck in the maze, and a third had been rushing back from an outing to try and help them. So what happened?
To make a long story short, the group went defunct, and their fates were up in the air. Even I didn’t know what happened to the group, but prior to it, some of use had discussed that the special bottle of sauce might have been my doing. Years later, one of the group ended up contacting me, and I shared with them what I had saved of the group scene (sadly, that filed got deleted in a fluke thing). We talked some more, and we decided of a perfect homage to what had happened to the group. She had gone into hiding, since the rest of the girls had faced a dangerous dilemma.
We had decided that the group had key members defeated by a foe who liked to turn women in to permanent breeding machines, popping out some sort of spawn on a regular basis. The group, minus the one girl, turned to me to help stop it. I agreed, but at a price. The girls had to start working for me, and maintained my one branch, getting milked on a regular basis. This allowed for the chance encounter in Pure Model of Perfect Findings. I do plan for that young lady to appear in another story.
Well, that’s the group that led me to come up with Sasha. Next time, I’ll go more into her background story, and even more of her creation.
Also, I may be publishing my next work this week. The only thing is that it will have an old cover picture. When I finally get the new picture, I will update the image then.
Until the next time, please subscribe, and even comment.
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