A Lost Colonies Mission Report
"You've got WOMEN with you?!" the apparent leader of the delegation exploded, "Well I hope to hell you brought dildoes, at least!" "What nincompoop told them to come down here and didn't warn them about the apes?" the grey-haired gentleman grumbled. "Are there any stores in the port that sell dildoes?" With a planetary greeting like that, how could we NOT enjoy our stay on sanctuary? / (Reviews)
Clementine never thought she would get caught up in the lust for gold that all the silly miners seemed under the spell of. Still, there were a lot more ways of gathering the yellow stuff than digging for it.
Sam is in town for the weekend. She needs a place to stay and "there's no fucking way you're making me sleep on the floor," she proclaims.
**Warning:* Story contains (entirely consensual) violence.*
[Fourteen-year-old child actor Joey's parents have died in an airplane accident. His actor uncle, James, becomes his guardian. Actively gay, James uses them both to move from a Broadway play to Joey's own TV series in Hollywood and into movies. They do it taking the traditional boy-crazy producers' studio couch route.]