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Time Waits For No One

Copyright© 2008 by Von_in_your_Mind

Prologue

Erotica Sex Story: Prologue - Come and meet Hero John. He is not your average hero, he is of all things a lawyer on earth. One who looks for the loop holes in the agreements. Watch him turn the world of Hero's, Companion's Caretakers and Chaos on it's preverbal ear when he changes the rules of the game.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Fiction   Time Travel   Humor  

He lived alone in a large old house that topped the hill. No one remembered when he had last been to the small hamlet they called home. It was said you could hear him crying when the evenings were still. No one knew why and worse, no one cared anymore.

The house was overgrown and unkempt with paint faded over the passage of seasons. Time marched on, never halting for those who wanted it to. You could not turn back the hands of it no matter how hard you tried. And how he had tried over and over again, but it was not to be. He lived what looked to all who saw, a life he had in the past. Those happier times of his youth were what kept him going.

The house held him prisoner to those times, the faded pictures and memories of laughter keeping him from the world outside. His solicitors took care of the need to venture into that outside world. Their orders had been laid out-years before: Invest his funds, pay his bills, keep him fed and provide an accounting every year. They were paid well and the job of providing the accounting was given to the newest associate of the firm to deliver.

That job now fell to me, since I joined late last year. Old man Withers, as we called him in the firm, was to expect me on the first of November promptly at 9:00. I would deliver to him the accounting, answering any questions he might have. The reports I had seen from previous years indicated there would be little discussion and I would likely be dismissed within half an hour.

So on a dreary overcast morning my breath steaming as the temperature was just above freezing, I rang the bell and waited on the porch. At exactly 9:00 the door opened, and I entered. There in front of me stood an old man, slightly slumped over, with a full head of gray hair. His clothes were clean but dated.

He sized me up, took the card I had extended to him, opened the door fully and invited me inside as he looked it over. The door closed with a thud, and I followed him as he shuffled along taking me to the sitting room.

 
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