Terran Times 18 - Emerald Envisage Read Online Free Page B

please, Paolo.”
     
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    Soon she was kissing him. The next thing Paolo knew, their shorts were off and they were rolling in the dust and ash next to the two mummies. He had to admit it was a beautiful stone. It was hard to resist her charms when she seduced him this way.
    “Oh!” He was coming.
     
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    Gina knew she could always get her way with him. Her firm body enveloped him as he pumped his love juice into her. They embraced and rolled away from their gruesome companions. They were covered with ash and dust. It was not unusual for the helpers on the dig to get dirty, but most of the others knew these two were engaged to be married and would fool around any chance they could.
    They walked slowly, back to the camp where they were staying. Paolo was troubled. Gina had the ring on her finger. They had carefully documented and photographed the find just in case. Paolo insisted on it.
    In the end, Gina couldn’t go through with it either. They turned it in to the professors. The old men gave them a stern look when they saw the brilliant emerald ring on her finger, but they were so delighted to have found it that any thoughts of chastisement for the two youngsters was soon forgotten.
     
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    Somewhere, the souls of Lavinia and Cirillo looked down on the two grad students.
    “I think she should have kept it,” she said.
    “Nah,” he said in his gruff parade ground voice, “I gave it to you. I wish they hadn’t found it.”
    “Well, I would let her have it.”
    Saint Peter stood behind them.
    “Thank goodness neither of you have any say in the matter. Now go on, and let those young folks be. I’ll call you if we decide to let the mountain blow up again. It’s been a while. Maybe in another hundred years or so.”
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    LOLA
     
    Alexis Anthony
     
     
    Lola reclined on the top of the concert grand piano. Her ample bosom threatened to escape the low cut, emerald green gown she wore. She smiled at the audience as the Larry Eden quintet played Peter Gunn . The lights were low, but her beauty was unmistakable and hard to ignore. With her free hand, she brushed back an errant lock of her fiery red hair. As they transitioned into Take Five , she squirmed and let her left leg emerge through the slit in her sparkly green dress.
    The patrons sitting at the tables in the little cabaret listened to the music, munching on hors d’oeuvres, drinking and chatting. The musicians launched into The Unsquare Dance . Lola sat up slowly and seductively. Her eyes lowered, she shook her head and her hair tumbled over her bare shoulders. Slowly, she dropped one long slender leg to the floor, then the other and stood up. Her hand reached for the microphone and removed it from the stand.
    Suddenly, the room became as quiet as a library.
    She began to snap her fingers. The rest of the musicians joined in. They were joined by the audience. You could hear a pin drop if you wanted to. Lola began to sing Fever in her low husky voice. Sex and sensuousness oozed from her body as she strolled around the stage. Harold put down a foundation on the stand-up base and Billy punctuated with the drums, everybody snapped their fingers.
    “Fever, in the morning. Fever all through the night.”
    Her tall lovely body moved to the music as she crooned, softly.
    “What a lovely way to burn. What a lovely way to burn.”
    Her voice slowly faded out. The applause was muted, but unanimous.
    The tall fiery redhead looked over the small crowd.
    Rolling her hips, she began, only slightly louder than a whisper, to sing Sway .
    She swayed to the Latin beat as she sang.
    They were entranced, and she knew it.
    She sang the songs in her set and just hummed along to the instrumentals, standing in the middle of the stage—the center of attention. At the end of the first set, she let the applause subside as she looked around.
    “Thank you. Thank you. We’re going to take a little break now. We’ll be back in