The Fantasy Adventure Game

Tom Parker stood on the covered porch of his cabin that overlooked the lake looking out at the teaming rain; another of the frequent early summer storms that seem to have hit the region of late. He watched the rain make the lake look as though it was boiling hot and after a minute or two he turned to re-enter the cabin. "I should never have let them go." He said to himself as he went to the refrigerator for a beer. Tom figured that he might as well finish his beer for it could well be his last one. "Fuck me...," he growled. "Why did I ever take on this contract? I should have let someone else handle it." As he took another long sip he pictured the two women that he had held captive for two weeks as if they were still here with him and naked as the day they were born. "Shit on a stick! My cock is getting hard just thinking about the two of them." If only he had had the nerve to have said no. "I'm supposed to provide the fun, not be a part of it."