Okay Trace, here is a fantasy from one of your IRC mommies! :-))


Applying for College, Nunkies-style
by Monique Kraft

You drop the last College application in the mailbox, it's past Midnight but
you finally got it finished and want it out of your house before you try to
make anymore changes out of panic! 

As you cross the street to get into your Mom's car, you mutter under your
breath, "Georgetown had better like my essay, I put my heart and soul into
it!' As you slip the key into the lock, a mischevious smile crosses your
face. 'Maybe I'll just throw it all off and move to Toronto where all the
luscious vampires live!' Suddenly a swishing sound brings your attention
around in the direction of the mailbox.

Nunkies stands there holding your college application, you could swear you
heard it drop into the mailbox. "So, you think that Toronto might be a good
place for you to get an 'education'? I agree, and I'd like to be your
professor."

You feel your knees starting to turn to jelly and grab out for the door
handle. "Hayamniua..." What is the heck did you just say? You look around to
make sure that no one else heard you babbling.

"I'm not familiar with that dialect, maybe you could teach me how to wrap my
tongue around those words." He tosses your application over his shoulder and
approaches you, he puts a hand on either side of your car and traps you
between the cold of the automobile and the coolness of his body.

You finally find your voice and try to smile without licking your lips, it's
a nervous habit of yours and it usually gives out the wrong impression to
members of the opposite sex. "I.." You stop and think that maybe it's not
such a bad thing to give HIM that impression! "I don't think that I could
just pick up and leave my family, I would miss them too much. By the way, you
look really nice tonight, is that a new jacket?" If you could slap yourself
on the head, you would! Nice jacket? 

He notices that you are shivering from the cold, and other things, and takes
off his nice new jacket. He places it around your shoulders and smiles as you
inhale deeply of the scent that lingers in the fabric. "My son Nicholas and
his wife Natalie just bought it for me, I hope it keeps you warm tonight." He
puts his hands back on the car on either side of you.

"Oh yeah." But you would much rather his kisses keep you warm!

"If you wanted to move to Toronto and 'study' under me, I would be more than
willing to relocate your family as well. I am sure that I could find a career
for your father in one of my many businesses." He runs a hand hown your arm
until it reaches you hand, he then takes it into his and brings your upturned
palm to his mouth... he kisses it slowly. 

"Gnaac.." You start to feel your mind envisioning what your home in Toronto
will look like as his smooth lips caress your skin and his firm fingers hold
yours. You shake your head to clear your thoughts, but suddenly it's like
your brain is one of those snowglobes that become blizzards when you rattle
them. You can see the snow falling in Toronto, and how good Nunkies will look
in that form-fitting snow suit made of leather that you plan to buy him next
winter.

He smiles like the cat that ate the canary, his lips move slowly from your
palm and towards your mouth. "You know, you could spend all of your days
writing and basking in the glow of my devotion as your teacher." His lips
slowly descend to yours, they are as soft as silk and cool as the night.....


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That's all Trace, it's up to you to decide whether or not you move to Toronto
to become his student or stay in the States and break his heart!! I think I
know which choice you will make! <EG>


Monique
Mother Superior/Sister
Dementia*DSS*http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Academy/3265*Wife 21 in
Nick's Harem*Proud Nick and Nat Packer**Protector of The Honour*NA
Enthusiast*FkN*"I think I've just seen God, and I could've sworn he was
driving a Cadillac." Professor Maximillian Arturo—Sliders*