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[Madiosi]

Oh no, someone should read her the fine print in the owner's manual. It says "This device must never be used in an environment where there are flammable gases". And the gases coming out of the scullery are highly explosive.

 

[Noxii]

 

[Noxii]

 

[Deleted member 39882]

What funny things had the ladies been smoking to keep smiling nailed to the cross? What ever it is, I try to smoke it, too...​

Eating fly agaric.

 

[Madiosi]

The anchestors of Stan and @Barbaria1

 

[Barbaria1]

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Mine are the good looking ones.

 

[Madiosi]

Mine are the good looking ones.

No doubts!

 

[Madiosi]

Lady Barb in corsage

Looks like a Southern Belle.

 

[Madiosi]

Chapter 1.

Following in the wake of a trolley piled high with luggage and pulled by a profusely sweating and darkly muttering porter, James J. Moore turned and stopped to call after his daughter Barbara who, true to character, lagged indifferently at some distance behind.

 

[Madiosi]

There was no escaping the fact that she was in for a severe over-the-knee thrashing the instant her father returned to their compartment. And in contemplating that certainty, she hoped that his pearl-handled leather tawse was stowed away and out of reach in the checked luggage for, although neither was pleasant, she much preferred his bare hand.

 

[Madiosi]

This story is based on a story by Susan Fox with most of the art by Superliska. All the characters have not existed but make for a good tale…

Rachel is not having a good day. She seems to have been involved in a car accident that totaled the county’s judge’s prized car. In a panic, she ran from the scene. She knows it is only time before they discovered who totaled the judge’s beloved pristine ’69 Dodge Charger.
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Rachel?

 

[Madiosi]

She knelt in front of him and extended the tip of her tongue, licking gently around the head. “It tastes very clean,” she said, taking more of the throbbing flesh into her mouth.

“It certainly will be clean now,” he replied. “That feels wonderful, Brigid,” he said.

 

[Madiosi]

 

[Madiosi]

“Debatable, Barbara. Oh, and one last thing. That Wop of a desk clerk downstairs is strictly off limits!”

“Really, father!”

 

[Madiosi]

The “Arabian” girl approached Stan, her hips swaying alluringly as she slowly drew back the first of her seven veils, waving the diaphanous material in front of him as she brought her barely clad breasts just in front of his face. Stan inhaled her musky scent, a mix between sweat and the floral essence she had dabbed liberally on her body.

 

[Madiosi]

A note on Chapter 5:

Barbara most likely took her bath in a porcelain clawfoot bathtub … a fixture that reached the apex of its popularity in the 1890s and would most certainly have been a luxurious feature of the Moore’s Plaza Hotel suite. The claw foot design originated in the Netherlands and gained popularity in England during Victorian times, especially with the aristocracy, among whom bathing was becoming fashionable. Early bathtubs were made of cast iron and painted white but David Buick, a Scottish-born inventor working for the Alexander Manufacturing Company in Detroit, came up with a process in the 1880s for bonding porcelain enamel to cast iron … a process that is still used today.

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[Madiosi]

Chapter 5


Barbara immersed herself to her neck under the warm perfumed waters of her hotel suite’s gleaming white porcelain clawfoot bathtub. Three weeks into the Moore’s extended stay at the Plaza, she had come to relish the luxury of her daily morning bath, drawn to perfection by dear Kristina, the Swedish chamber maid assigned to their suite who now waited patiently and discreetly, just a few feet away, towel in hand.

 

[Madiosi]

 

[thehangingtree]

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"Where's my readers?"

 

[Madiosi]

So when dinner was over, she told her father that she’d be up as soon as she found something good to read in the small ground floor library the hotel maintained for its guests. And as soon as the elevator doors closed behind him and the overhead dial indicated that the cage was ascending, she marched straight over to the front desk and planted herself directly in front of Mario.

“Well, hello,” he said, looking up.