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Life is short, time to fuck her brains out

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:46:34 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'In the back, you kiss her lips and get a little tongue action. Your hands are on her hips, and you press her sexy frame against the wall. She exhales in a stutter and you kiss he…'

In the back, you kiss her lips and get a little tongue action. Your hands are on her hips, and you press her sexy frame against the wall. She exhales in a stutter and you kiss her again. "Wait," she whispers, " the money-"

You pull out your bankroll, pull off the bills and throw them at her like it's nothing, then you grab her by the neck and push her back against the wall. For a moment she looks nervous, before you kiss her lips and grab her ass cheeks in your palms. Your hard on rubs against her pussy lips through the thin fabric of her bikini. You step back and slap her pussy three times, in a way that's meant to sting. She gasps. Then you grab her head and push it down toward your crotch.

The next few minutes you alternate between holding her hair and fucking her face, and leaning back and letting her do her work. Finally you flip her over, with her face pressed down and her ass up in the air, and fuck her hard doggystyle. She moans louder and louder and you start to get worked up, so you roll her on her back and start to eat her pussy. With three fingers in, you suck her clit as best you can, and she rolls her hips against the pleasure. Then you push your cock into her missionary style and begin to pound away. Things turn sensual; she puts her arms back over her head and you press your palms against hers, interlocking your fingers. Your hips thrust faster and faster, ramming your cock into her pussy, her wet lips sucking at your engorged shaft each time it pulls away. You kiss her cheeks, her lips, her closed eyes. Finally she bucks at you hard, coming, her fluids squirting out against your hips. You cannot help it- you let out a grunt and loose your seed, feeling your cock pulsate as her pussy contracts. Both of you come together, moaning and groaning against each other.

"Mmm," she says. "Here." She pulls a pen out of nowhere and writes her number on your arm. "You can call me any time. Catch me off work, and you can fuck me for free." She blows in your ear and then bites it, and you feel the last bit of cum shoot out of you.

Go see the black girl

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:23:02 GMT

Dbcooper:

You sit at the black girl's stage. She's wearing a purple bikini and has very pronounced curves. You feel your dick get hard. When she comes your way, your sex drive overcomes you, and you put a twenty down on the stage. She looks at it, surprised. There are only two other guys on the far end of this stage, and they have ones down. You see her hesitate, and you put down another twenty. Shocked, she comes over and gives you a dance. With her fantastic tits rubbing against your face, she whispers into your ear- "Hey, big spender. You can get a lap dance. Or, for four hundred dollars, you can fuck me in the back." You decide-

[[To get your shit together and start looking for Laura]]

[[Life is short, time to fuck her brains out]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go see the black girl

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:22:15 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You sit at the black girl's stage. She's wearing a purple bikini and has very pronounced curves. You feel your dick get hard. When she comes your way, a wave of passion overcomes…'

You sit at the black girl's stage. She's wearing a purple bikini and has very pronounced curves. You feel your dick get hard. When she comes your way, a wave of passion overcomes you, and you put a twenty down on the stage. She looks at it, surprised. There are only two other guys on the far end of this stage, and they have ones down. You see her hesitate, and you put down another twenty. Shocked, she comes over and gives you a dance. With her fantastic tits rubbing against your face, she whispers into your ear- "Hey, big spender. You can get a lap dance. Or, for four hundred dollars, you can fuck me in the back." You decide-

[[To get your shit together and start looking for Laura]]

[[Life is short, time to fuck her brains out]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go see another girl

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:12:28 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'There's a black girl and a redhead. Which stage do you sit at? Go see the black girl Go see the redhead Category: Beach Noir'

There's a black girl and a redhead. Which stage do you sit at?

[[Go see the black girl]]

[[Go see the redhead]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Ask for a lap dance

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:09:52 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Mmm...alright baby," she says. "Come to the booth-" she pauses. "Actually, we might need a private room for you." You like the sound of that, plus she's giving you mad sex eyes,…'

"Mmm...alright baby," she says. "Come to the booth-" she pauses. "Actually, we might need a private room for you." You like the sound of that, plus she's giving you mad sex eyes, so you follow her across the room. Do you-

[[Go into the private booth]]

[[Bail- you're supposed to be looking for Laura]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Sit down

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 09:03:40 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You have a seat at a stage just as the girls are changing shifts. You'd be happy with any naked girl, but the one who appears blows your mind. She has black hair and thick curves…'

You have a seat at a stage just as the girls are changing shifts. You'd be happy with any naked girl, but the one who appears blows your mind. She has black hair and thick curves. Her eyes are wicked. Before she even looks at you you know you are in trouble.

Her song starts and she gets up on the pole. Her top vanishes quickly and you realize her large breasts are natural. You lay a dollar down on the stage.

Pretty soon she's come over to say hello. She rubs your face in her tits and then waggles her cooch for you. Your boner is epic. "What's your name," you ask.

"Maxine," she replies. "How you doin, big boy?"

"Better now," you say. She smiles. Do you-

[[Go see another girl]]

[[Ask for a lap dance]]

[[Category:Beach Noir]]

Grab the wad of cash

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:55:52 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'Fortune favors the bold. The bastard doesn't even notice. Time to see some titties. Sit down Category: Beach Noir'

Fortune favors the bold. The bastard doesn't even notice. Time to see some titties.

[[Sit down]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Enter the Loose Lizard

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:53:22 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You are pretty sure this is paradise. Big fake palm trees decorate the room, which has five stripper poles each occupied by a different girl. Another buxom blonde works the bar, …'

You are pretty sure this is paradise. Big fake palm trees decorate the room, which has five stripper poles each occupied by a different girl. Another buxom blonde works the bar, and there aren't even that many guys in the place. If only you had cash...

A fat guy stands at the nearest stage ogling the dancer. A fat wad of cash hangs out of his back pocket. Do you-

[[Grab the wad of cash]]

[[Try to strike up a conversation]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Fuck off

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:44:41 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'Well, that attitude will get you nowhere. START OVER'

Well, that attitude will get you nowhere.

[[Beach Noir|START OVER]]

Patrick Ewing

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:43:26 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Mr. Ewing! My goodness, I didn't know I was speaking to a VIP. Would you like to go to the main room, or shall I escort you to the Gold Lounge?"

[[Enter the Loose Lizard]]

[["Take me to the Lounge, and ready my regular girl!"]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Patrick Ewing

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:42:59 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Mr. Ewing! My goodness, I didn't know I was speaking to a VIP. Would you like to go to the main room, or shall I escort you to the Gold Lounge?"
M
[[Enter the Loose Lizard]]

[["Take me to the Lounge, and ready my regular girl!"]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Say fuck it, and go to the Loose Lizard

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:40:57 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'The sign says, Loose Lizard - Come On In! You decide that sounds like a damned fine idea. The bouncer, however, has other ideas. "Cover's twenty bucks," he says. You reply- [[…'

The sign says, Loose Lizard - Come On In!

You decide that sounds like a damned fine idea. The bouncer, however, has other ideas. "Cover's twenty bucks," he says. You reply-

[[I just got fired from my job and I have eight hungry children at home]]

[[Ehh...wanna spot me twenty bucks?]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Patrick Ewing

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:35:15 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Mr. Ewing! My goodness, I didn't know I was speaking to a VIP. Would you like to go to the main room, or shall I escort you to the Gold Lounge?" The main room will be fine…'

"Mr. Ewing! My goodness, I didn't know I was speaking to a VIP. Would you like to go to the main room, or shall I escort you to the Gold Lounge?"

[[The main room will be fine]]

[[Take me to the Lounge, and ready my regular girl]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Uh, there must be some mistake

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:32:45 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Whup...you're right. You've got a dual membership. My mistake, head right in." Enter the Loose Lizard Category: Beach Noir'

"Whup...you're right. You've got a dual membership. My mistake, head right in."

[[Enter the Loose Lizard]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Elton John

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:30:59 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"John...John....Elton. Ah yes," says the bouncer, scanning his list. "I've got you down here...but it says you're registered at our other club, the Slippery Snake. The gay club?"…'

"John...John....Elton. Ah yes," says the bouncer, scanning his list. "I've got you down here...but it says you're registered at our other club, the Slippery Snake. The gay club?"

[[Yup, that's me. Point me in the right direction!]]

[[Uh, there must be some mistake]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Richard M. Nixon

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:25:47 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Never heard of him. Now fuck off." Will you- Fuck off Attack the bouncer Category: Beach Noir'

"Never heard of him. Now fuck off."

Will you-

[[Fuck off]]

[[Attack the bouncer]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go fuck yourself!

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:18:09 GMT

Dbcooper:

"That's your job. Here, have a nightstick to the nuts."

You have your man parts rammed with a wooden club. You crumple, feeling certain that you are permanently sterile. The guard, apparently a sadist, decides to do it again. Rather than going through life without a working Johnson, you decide to just die.

[[Beach Noir|START OVER]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go fuck yourself!

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:16:34 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"That's your job. Here, have a nightstick to the nuts." You have your man parts rammed with a wooden club. You crumple, feeling certain that you are permanently sterile. The gua…'

Sorry, I don't have any cash

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:11:37 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Yeah, I would be sorry if I were you. Now fuck off." You decide to- Fuck off Sneak in through the back Category: Beach Noir'

"Yeah, I would be sorry if I were you. Now fuck off."

You decide to-

[[Fuck off]]

[[Sneak in through the back]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go right, cause it looks like a strip joint

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:08:59 GMT

Dbcooper:

The sign says, Loose Lizard - Come On In!

You decide that sounds like a damned fine idea. The bouncer, however, has other ideas. "Hey, buddy," he says, "Cover's twenty bucks."

You reply-

[[I have a tab inside]]

[[Sorry, I don't have any cash]]

[[Go fuck yourself!]]

[[Ehh...wanna spot me a twenty?]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

I have a tab inside

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:08:11 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Oh yeah? What's the name?"

[[Richard M. Nixon]]

[[Elton John]]

[[Patrick Ewing]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

I have a tab inside

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:07:38 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Oh yeah? What's the name?" Richard M. Nixon Elton John Patrick Ewing'

"Oh yeah? What's the name?"

[[Richard M. Nixon]]

[[Elton John]]

[[Patrick Ewing]]

Go right, cause it looks like a strip joint

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:05:23 GMT

Dbcooper:

Go right, cause it looks like a strip joint

Dbcooper — Tue, 24 May 2011 08:04:25 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'The sign says, Loose Lizard - Come On In! You decide that sounds like a damned fine idea. The bouncer, however, has other ideas. "Hey, buddy," he says, "Cover's twenty bucks." …'

Go back to the plane and jack off

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 07:59:41 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You dash back through the swamp to your base camp, where you frantically whip out your dick and spit on it. Once it's lubed up, you start jacking like there's no tomorrow. Your b…'

You dash back through the swamp to your base camp, where you frantically whip out your dick and spit on it. Once it's lubed up, you start jacking like there's no tomorrow. Your balls feel like they're going to explode, and you are nearly Doubled over with the pain. Images flit through your head, but to your surprise, the brunette sucking your cock is not the one that sticks. Instead, you see Laura's pretty, freckled face. As you orgasm, you imagine her underneath you, kneeling before your cock. Thick ropes of cum shoot out of you and splatter across her cheeks, her upper lip, her eyelashes and her hair. Another fat gob oozes out onto her tongue. She swallows it, and then licks the cum from her upper lip. Your knees grow weak as your seed splats out into the swamp muck; you imagine Laura sucking the rest of your cum out of your deflating cock. Your final thought is of her, looking up at you as she squeezes the last drop out, and gargling it as big gobs still stick in her hair. You nearly pass out. Unfortunately for you, your frantic jerking has awakened the alligators, which appear suddenly and devour your flesh. Start over.

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Try a new topic of discussion

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 07:40:48 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"So...how bout them Cubbies?" you enquire. "I'm going to shoot you in the fucking face," the guard replies. "Alright, alright," you say, leaving. Time to make a decision. [[…'

"So...how bout them Cubbies?" you enquire.

"I'm going to shoot you in the fucking face," the guard replies.

"Alright, alright," you say, leaving. Time to make a decision.

[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]

[[Give up and go back to your plane]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

I think you're gorgeous and sexy

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 07:35:33 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Ooh baby, how sweet," she says, half-serious. Then her eyes focus. "Im glad you think that. Because today I feel like doing something naughty." She reaches between the bars and …'

"Ooh baby, how sweet," she says, half-serious. Then her eyes focus. "Im glad you think that. Because today I feel like doing something naughty." She reaches between the bars and rubs your cock through your shorts. Up close, you feel her hot breath, and see her perfect lips and lashes, and notice that she isn't wearing a bra. It doesn't take long for your Johnson to get hard with the little tart rubbing it. You exhale with pleasure, she kisses you, and then gets on her knees.

That sight drives you wild. Her thighs are perfect, and you can see down her shirt. She notices.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" she says, and slips the shirt down to her waist. With her pretty tits hanging free, she unzips your shorts through the bar. Your cock springs out. You grab the iron bars and hold on tight. Your eyes flick to the guards nervously, but they don't seem to be paying attention. The girl slips your cock into her mouth.

Having expected her to stroke it, you are pleasantly surprised. She bobs back and forth quickly, taking the whole length of you inside her. "Oh, fuck," you moan, but she's only getting started. You didn't notice her tongue ring before, but it slides along the underside of your cock and doubles your pleasure. Her lips wrap around the head and she pulls off of it with a pop. Then she goes after your balls, still jerking your shaft with a half-closed fist. "Man, who taught you to suck cock?" you ask, rhetorically.

"My mother," she replies, pausing briefly from her treatment of your balls. You suspect she must be kidding.

You feel an orgasm coming on as her mouth engulfs you again. Her pretty young face wrapped around your member is too much to handle. Particularly with the effort she is putting into it, bobbing back and forth as her hair gets in her face...

You grab the bars tighter and prepare to blow your load in her hot little mouth. Then you hear a voice yell, "Hey!"

She turns and sees that the guards are watching, and quickly pulls off of you. Dire as the situation is, all you can think about is getting off. "What are you doing!" you yell. "Don't stop!"

"Get out of here," she says.

"What? I'm almost - at least jerk me off or something!"

"Get lost!" she insists, pushing you away, and you see a guard running toward you pulling his sidearm. "Shit!" you yell, and run away while zipping yourself up.

Now you're in the alley with an absolutely epic case of blue balls. Laura is on your brain, but you fear something might have to be done about your sexual situation quickly.

[[Definitely time for the strip club]]

[[Go back to the plane and jack off]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

I think you look like jailbait

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:53:44 GMT

Dbcooper:

She scowls. "Dammit, I knew you were a reporter!"

You're not sure what that means, but when she calls for the guards, you decide to make yourself scarce.

You are in the alley now. Do you -

[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]

[[Go back to your plane]]
[[Category: Beach Noir]]

I think you look like jailbait

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:53:25 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'She scowls. "Dammit, I knew you were a reporter!" You're not sure what that means, but when she calls for the guards, you decide to make yourself scarce. You are in the alley …'

She scowls. "Dammit, I knew you were a reporter!"

You're not sure what that means, but when she calls for the guards, you decide to make yourself scarce.

You are in the alley now. Do you -
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[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]
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[[Go back to your plane]]
[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Kiss her again

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:50:06 GMT

Dbcooper:

You lean in and touch your lips to hers once more. They taste sweet. She bats her lashes seductively and says, "Mmm, you found me, stud. You can just forget about that other girl. Tell me - do you think I look sexy?" She leans away and models herself for you. There is no doubt that she's sexy.

You reply,

[[I think you look like jailbait]]

[[I think you're gorgeous and sexy]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Kiss her again

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:48:56 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You lean in and touch your lips to hers once more. Her lips taste sweet. She bats her lashes seductively and says, "Mmm, you found me, stud. You can just forget about that other …'

You lean in and touch your lips to hers once more. Her lips taste sweet. She bats her lashes seductively and says, "Mmm, you found me, stud. You can just forget about that other girl. Tell me - do you think I look sexy?" She leans away and models herself for you. There is no doubt that she's sexy.

You reply,
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[[I think you look like jailbait]]
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[[I think you're gorgeous and sexy]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Get lost

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:43:35 GMT

Dbcooper:

You are back in the alley. Do you -

[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]

[[Go back to the plane]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Get lost

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:43:18 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You are back in the alley. Do you - . Go to the Loose Lizard . Go back to the plane . Category: Beach Noir'

You are back in the alley. Do you -
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[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]
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[[Go back to the plane]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Make a "shhhhhh" sign

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:39:36 GMT

Dbcooper:

You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you see that her fabulous hips are encased in a pair of purple short shorts. There is a seductive sway to her walk. She pauses several feet from you, but you motion her closer. She comes, tentatively.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't call the guards," she says.

"I need help," you say.

"With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion."Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Ok, what do you want?"

"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-"

"Never seen her," she says.

"How do you know?" you ask. "Listen, she's got-"

"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful.

"No, seriously," you say. the girl isn't interested.

"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head.

"Should I be?"

"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says. You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through
the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you -

[[Kiss her again]]

[[Get lost]]

[[Grab her shorts and pull her in]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Make a "shhhhhh" sign

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:36:40 GMT

Dbcooper:

You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you see that her fabulous hips are encased in a pair of purple short shorts. There is a seductive sway to her walk. She pauses several feet from you, but you motion her closer. She comes, tentatively.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't call the guards," she says.

"I need help," you say.

"With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion."Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Ok, what do you want?"

"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-"

"Never seen her," she says.

"How do you know?" you ask. "Listen, she's got-"

"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful.

"No, seriously," you say. the girl isn't interested.

"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head.

"Should I be?"

"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says.
You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through
the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you -

[[Kiss her again]]

[[Get lost]]

[[Grab her shorts and pull her in]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Make a "shhhhhh" sign

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:33:50 GMT

Dbcooper:

You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you see that her fabulous hips are encased in a pair of purple short shorts. There is a seductive sway to her walk. She pauses several feet from you, but you motion her closer. She comes, tentatively.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't call the guards," she says.

"I need help," you say.

"With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion."Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Ok, what do you want?"

"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-"

"Never seen her," she says.

"How do you know?" you ask. "Listen, she's got-"

"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful.

"No, seriously," you say. the girl isn't interested.

"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head.

"Should I be?"

"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says.
You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you -

[[Kiss her again]]

[[Run away]]

[[Ask her name]]
[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Make a "shhhhhh" sign

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:31:09 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you …'

You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you see that her fabulous hips are encased in a pair of purple short shorts. There is a seductive sway to her walk. She pauses several feet from you, but you motion her closer. She comes, tentatively.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't call the guards," she says.

"I need help," you say.

"With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion."Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Ok, what do you want?"

"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-"

"Never seen her," she says.

"How do you know?" you ask. "Listen, she's got-"

"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful.

"No, seriously," you say. the girl isn't interested.

"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head.

"Should I be?"

"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says. You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you -
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[[Kiss her again]]
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[[Run away]]
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[[Ask her name]]
[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Try to attract the attention of whoever is in the chair

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:04:40 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Hey-" you say in a hoarse whisper. At first there is no response. You try again, and a pretty face turns from the lawn chair toward you. It is the face of a brunette with Hispanic features wearing a light blue tank top. She seems concerned by your presence. Do you -

[[Make a "shhhhhh" sign]]

[[Yell louder]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Try to attract the attention of whoever is in the chair

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 06:04:17 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Hey-" you say in a hoarse whisper. At first there is no response. You try again, and a pretty face turns from the lawn chair toward you. It is the face of a brunette with Hispan…'

"Hey-" you say in a hoarse whisper. At first there is no response. You try again, and a pretty face turns from the lawn chair toward you. It is the face of a brunette with Hispanic features wearing a light blue tank top. She seems concerned by your presence. Do you -
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[[Make a "shhhhhh" sign]]
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[[Yell louder]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Attempt to suck his dick

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:59:39 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Alright, then," you say, and stick your face toward the bars. He slams your face with the butt of his gun.

"Jesus fucking christ," he says.

You note that around these parts, compound guards are not particularly friendly toward homosexuality. Also, your head hurts like a bastard. Will you -

[[Just go to the Loose Lizard already]]

[[Give up and go back to your plane]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Attempt to suck his dick

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:58:47 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Alright, then," you say, and stick your face toward the bars. He slams your face with the butt of his gun. "Jesus fucking christ," he says. You note that around these parts, …'

"Alright, then," you say, and stick your face toward the bars. He slams your face with the butt of his gun.

"Jesus fucking christ," he says.

You note that around these parts, compound guards are not particularly friendly toward homosexuality. Also, your head hurts like a bastard. Will you -

[[Just go to the Loose Lizard already]]
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[[Give up and go back to your plane]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Talk to the guard

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:51:00 GMT

Dbcooper:

"Hey," you say, jovially addressing the man who has in the last five minutes kicked your ass and groped your man-regions. "Whose place is this?"

"Go on, fuck off," says the guard.

"No, really," you say, "Who lives here?"

"Suck my dick, motherfucker," he says. do you -

[[Go to the Loose Lizard already]]

[[Try a new topic of discussion]]

[[Attempt to suck his dick]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Talk to the guard

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:50:38 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with '"Hey," you say, jovially addressing the man who has in the last five minutes kicked your ass and groped your man-regions. "Whose place is this?" "Go on, fuck off," says the guar…'

"Hey," you say, jovially addressing the man who has in the last five minutes kicked your ass and groped your man-regions. "Whose place is this?"

"Go on, fuck off," says the guard.

"No, really," you say, "Who lives here?"

"Suck my dick, motherfucker," he says. do you -
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[[Go to the Loose Lizard already]]
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[[Try a new topic of discussion]]
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[[Attempt to suck his dick]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Try to jump the fence

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:44:44 GMT

Dbcooper:

Probably not the wisest decision. You try to squeeze between the large spikes on top of the fence and the low-hanging branches, but unfortunately, the crotch of your shorts gets stuck. As you attempt to free yourself, one hand slips and the bar slams into your man parts. You howl. This attracts the attention of a pretty girl who is lounging in the lawn chair, but also the guards, who rush over and pull you down from the fence. After giving you a few kicks for good measure, the guards roll you over on the manicured lawn so that you are looking up at the pretty girl.

She has lightish brown hair and Hispanic features. Her tan and athletic legs rise up toward beautiful hips encased in purple shorts. A light blue tank top barely covers the fine copper skin of her chest. It is clear she isn't wearing a bra. She looks down at you petulantly, with the definite air of someone who is in charge.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" She asks. With the eight muscly guards standing around you, you're not sure what to say. In fact, you are not sure what you are doing here at all. ''Looking for a missing girl, who may be a prostitute now, and who could be anywhere in the city?'' you think to yourself. It doesn't sound convincing.

"You people are all the same," she says. "Guards, search him and take his camera. You think you can get pictures of me sunbathing? Would that sell your little magazine? Well, sell this," she says. She lifts up the blue tank top and reveals her breasts. They aren't huge, but you find them to be pleasantly rounded, with nice dark nipples. It isn't a long flash, and soon the guards are kicking you again.

They convince themselves after several invasions of your private areas that you are not carrying a camera, and tell the girl as much. She looks much less confident. "So...you're not a reporter?" she says. You groan and try not to let your eyes water in front of her. "Well, then, toss him out and station a guard at the bars," she tells her men. She walks off, hips swaying hypnotically, and the guards do as she as ordered.

You are now sore and in the street. Do you -

[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]

[[Talk to the guard]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Try to jump the fence

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:43:54 GMT

Dbcooper:

Try to jump the fence

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:42:07 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'Probably not the wisest decision. You try to squeeze between the large spikes on top of the fence and the low-hanging branches, but unfortunately, the crotch of your shorts gets …'

Probably not the wisest decision. You try to squeeze between the large spikes on top of the fence and the low-hanging branches, but unfortunately, the crotch of your shorts gets stuck. As you attempt to free yourself, one hand slips and the bar slams into your man parts. You howl. This attracts the attention of a pretty girl who is lounging in the lawn chair, but also the guards, who rush over and pull you down from the fence. After giving you a few kicks for good measure, the guards roll you over on the manicured lawn so that you are looking up at the pretty girl.

She has lightish brown hair and Hispanic features. Her tan and athletic legs rise up toward beautiful hips encased in purple shorts. A light blue tank top barely covers the fine copper skin of her chest. It is clear she isn't wearing a bra. She looks down at you petulantly, with the definite air of someone who is in charge.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" She asks. With the eight muscly guards standing around you, you're not sure what to say. In fact, you are not sure what you are doing here at all. ''Looking for a missing girl, who may be a prostitute now, and who could be anywhere in the city?'' you think to yourself. It doesn't sound convincing.

"You people are all the same," she says. "Guards, search him and take his camera. You think you can get pictures of me sunbathing? Would that sell your little magazine? Well, sell this," she says. She lifts up the blue tank top and reveals her breasts. They aren't huge, but you find them to be pleasantly rounded, with nice dark nipples. It isn't a long flash, and soon the guards are kicking you again.

They convince themselves after several invasions of your private areas that you are not carrying a camera, and tell the girl as much. She looks much less confident. "So...you're not a reporter?" she says. You groan and try not to let your eyes water in front of her. "Well, then, toss him out and station a guard at the bars," she tells her men. She walks off, hips swaying hypnotically, and the guards do as she as ordered.

You are now sore and in the street. Do you -
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[[Go to the Loose Lizard]]
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[[Talk to the guard]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go left, peek through the bars and see what's behind the wall

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:11:09 GMT

Dbcooper:

To your surprise, the area beyond the iron bars appears to be an extensive courtyard. There are gardens and a large pool. Closest to you is a recliner chair by the edge of the pool; a tanned feminine leg dangles off of it though nothing else is visible.

In the distance is a large mansion with guards walking around. The place seems to have heavy security. Do you -

[[Say fuck it, and go to the Loose Lizard]]

[[Try to jump the fence]]

[[Try to attract the attention of whoever is in the chair]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Go left, peek through the bars and see what's behind the wall

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:09:55 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'To your surprise, the area beyond the iron bars appears to be an extensive courtyard. There are gardens and a large pool. Closest to you is a recliner chair by the edge of the po…'

To your surprise, the area beyond the iron bars appears to be an extensive courtyard. There are gardens and a large pool. Closest to you is a recliner chair by the edge of the pool; a tanned feminine leg dangles off of it though nothing else is visible.

In the distance is a large mansion with guards walking around. The place seems to have heavy security. Do you -
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[[Say fuck it, and go to the Loose Lizard]]
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[[Try to jump the fence]]
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[[Try to attract the attention of whoever is in the chair]]
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[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Take the path to the North

Dbcooper — Wed, 18 May 2011 05:02:11 GMT

Dbcooper:

The path to the North is the broader of the two. As you walk, the land seems to get higher and dryer. The canopy thins and sunlight pours over you. Soon you see what appear to be buildings In the distance.

Sure enough, you find yourself at the end of a dirt alleyway along which several shanties and a couple of larger brick buildings sit. On your left is a stone wall covered in moss and vines. Near the edge of the swamp, the wall has crumbled and iron bars take it's place. On your right is a neon sign flashing with the image of a woman undressing. The sign says 'Loose Lizard'. Do you -

[[Go left, peek through the bars and see what's behind the wall]]

Or
[[Go right, cause it looks like a strip joint]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Take the cash and the gun

Dbcooper — Tue, 17 May 2011 23:01:19 GMT

Dbcooper:

The next thing you must decide is which way to go. Your plane, the ''African Queen'', is sunk halfway into the muck between two bits of dry land that head off in opposite directions. Will you -

[[Choose the path to the North]]

[[Choose the path to the South]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]

Take the path to the North

Dbcooper — Tue, 17 May 2011 22:54:25 GMT

Dbcooper: Created page with 'The path to the North is the broader of the two. As you walk, the land seems to get higher and dryer and you suppose you will be reaching solid ground soon. The canopy thins and …'

The path to the North is the broader of the two. As you walk, the land seems to get higher and dryer and you suppose you will be reaching solid ground soon. The canopy thins and sunlight pours over you. Soon you see what appear to be buildings In the distance.

Sure enough, after a few moments you find yourself at the end of a dirt alleyway along which several shanties and a couple of larger brick buildings sit. On your left is a stone wall covered in moss and vines. Near the edge of the swamp, the wall has crumbled and iron bars take it's place. On your right is a neon sign flashing with the image of a woman undressing. The sign says 'Loose Lizard'. Do you -

[[Go left, peek through the bars and see what's behind the wall]]

Or
[[Go right, cause it looks like a strip joint]]

[[Category: Beach Noir]]