October 19, 2009

• Erotic Literature for Laywers.

   

      Hello everybody, before I begin my story, I would like to add a few disclaimers.  First of all, this is the first time that I have ever written erotic literature.  I am very unfamiliar with this style of prose and if my attempt falls short of your desires and expectations, I am sorry.  I do not normally focus on much erotic stuff on my blog, as I generally keep away from anything that would get me above an ‘R’ rating.  Without further fanfare, here is my first venture into the realm of pornography:

   

      The Good Bad Day.

      Jane was 22, a law student, AND a very accomplished member of her Baylor’s college volleyball team.  As the captain, she had lead her team to (up until this point) an undefeated season.  As she shifted around on the court she was full of energy and spunk, making it very obvious why the rest of her teammates looked up to her.  Her boyfriend, Mark, who was 26 was in the bleachers, cheering her on as he usually did.  Jane was never sure if her attraction to him came from his charming personality, or the fact that he was already a very successful lawyer, both of which were earnest qualities that she looked for in a man.  Of his numerous traits, greed was easily his strongest.  While most women would find this to be a downfall, something about the motivation and ambition that this allowed him to demonstrate was a real turn on for her.  In fact, Jane wasn’t very similar to most women.  She somehow saw things in a very different light.  Whereas most women would find the events of this particular day of her life frustrating, and even eventually tragic, she would look back on this day as one of the fondest of her life.  Today was the start of a good bad day.

      Today they were playing University of Texas, and it didn’t take long before Baylor’s girls were being made examples of.  Mark sat in the bleachers looking rather gloom and Jane clearly lacked her usual enthusiasm.  However, Mark could see something stir inside of Jane.  Jane was suddenly paying particular attention to the line judge over on the Texas side.  The man was surprisingly young for a collegiate judge and by all common standards, was very attractive.  But it wasn’t his features that was getting Jane excited, it was his actions as he called the boundaries, mostly in Texas’ favor of course.  Mark, on the sidelines had already whipped out his notebook.  This guy was an opportunity and he could tell that Jane already sensed it.  He jotted down all the notes he could think of, and then, with Jane nodding in approval down on the court, he took out his camera.  He began taking photographs of this man, and even a few video clips just to be sure.  He loved doing this kind of work.  It really got him worked up.  Jane, too, who was currently on the sideline after subbing out for a short break was getting really excited.  She loved watching Mark get to work, and from the looks of this one, they were getting ready to have a real party.  You see, Mark had his eye on this guy for a while now.  Before the game, he even followed him to the prep-rooms to take down some notes and pictures.  This guy seemed to be a sure thing.

      It was now time to move into the second stage of their plan.  Jane had been careful to be extra flirtatious with the ball boy for most of this game.  She could tell her charms were working on the boy because he was blushing a cherry red face.  He was clearly not experienced at this sort of thing.  With all the distractions she was giving him, however, he failed to notice the game ball a mere 2 feet in front of Jane as she walked back to the court.  He was unsure of which was more embarrassing, the goings-on of his pants, or the attractive girl in front of him slipping on the ball that he was supposed to tend to and falling over on her arm.  It hurt Jane, but it was the good hurt.  As she rolled around on the hard wood, she felt her heart beat quicken and the blood rush to certain parts of her body.

      Mark was next to her in a flash, almost as if he knew this was coming.  The two of them looked at each other with such passion, and instantly embraced in a kiss, followed by an “are you okay, baby?”  It was obvious that Jane would not be able to get back into the game, and an ambulance was quickly rushing her to the hospital.  Mark was in hot pursuit the whole way there, he was sweating with anticipation at what was to come.  So intense were the thoughts going through his head, that he didn’t even notice the other car before it t-boned into the side of him.  He was pronounced dead on impact by the EMT based on the brain-splatter all over the asphalt.

      Although it wasn’t exactly part of the plan, Mark’s death was just icing on the cake for Jane.  His notes and camera were still intact and she had just enough evidence to make a case out of the line judge who had been compromised by the Texas coach.  The ball boy’s carelessness would run through the courts as a no-brainer.  This was all part of the scheme carefully hatched between her and Mark.  Now Mark’s death at the hands of a drunk driver would only turn the whole operation into a gold mine.  She was completely overcome with excitement.

   

   

      Okay, so at what point did you realize this wasn’t exactly a porno?  I hope however, that the point is made.  Does this situation sound so truly farfetched by the standards of society?  People will sue over anything these days.  All in the name of a quick buck do we so quickly throw away the essence that makes us decent people.

      Until next time, good luck with life.

   

   

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