Message-ID: <14434eli$9808151854@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Subject: The Trinity Trilogy: Three Sample Chapters and a Challenge Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <2bfc1e65.35d30a07@aol.com> There should be a story attached. ============================================================================ The Trinity Trilogy: Three Sample Chapters and a Challenge ============================================================================ The following three chapters are samples from "The Trinity Trilogy: The Novel", all of which has been posted here before. The entire novel can be found at this web address: http://members.aol.com/TomTrinity Following the three chapters is a special announcement. ============================================================================ 17: "Birthday Morning" I love the month of September, especially here in the eastern United States, where the weather starts cooling off from the scorching hot days of August, and the first hints of the cool fall nights come wafting in as the sun sets. I love the way the trees start to change color. I love the way the kids rush off to a new year of school with new hopes, new expectations. I love high school football weather, when you can sit in the stands, and not freeze your buns off. I love September for Labor Day, the last holiday of summer. And the State Fair, where I spent many a happy 4-H club day. There's World Science Fiction Con, whether I go to it or not. And I love September, because it's my birthday. Oh, sure, now I'm getting older, I'm not supposed to enjoy my birthday any more. It's not the birthdays I mind, though. It's the fact that the years between them get shorter. This particular year, my birthday fell on Labor Day. It seems to do that more often than it should, since it should logically only do so every 7 years. But Leap year does strange things to the calendar. So I didn't have to work on my birthday, and neither did my two girls. [Yes, I'm still using the term "girls" here. It is not a pejorative term in my book. The two women in my life are anything but anti-feminist. They knew and still know what I mean by the term. It is a term of affection. If you don't like it, go to hell.] I woke up that particular birthday morning alone. I wasn't used to doing that much any more, since one or the other, or both, of my girls slept with me. I hadn't been alone the night before. So I woke up alone, and stared at the ceiling. Morning light was coming through the window, so I knew I hadn't slept past noon. There was sound coming from the direction of the kitchen, so I knew the girls were up. They didn't want to wake me, I supposed, then remembered my birthday. I got up and walked naked to the bathroom to do my morning business. Had I mentioned that we generally did walk about naked in the house? We had nothing to hide from each other, and the girls were now getting damn proud of their bodies. Each had lost weight, and were now approaching the point where men were turning their heads on the street to look them over. They seemed to enjoy the attention. We had three bathrobes on hooks just around the corner from the front door. If anyone came to the door, we could grab a robe. Otherwise, we went naked. Nudity is not necessarily sexy; the sexiest women in history were clothed. We weren't nudists, as such, but we just felt more comfortable that way. So when I showered off, and towelled myself dry, and stepped out of the bathroom naked, it was nothing unusual. For me. As for the girls, Judy and Candy were dressed. But how they were dressed! Judy had on a bright red negligee, which fastened with hooks around her bust, to lift and accentuate her lovely breasts. Although the negligee was floor length, it was slit up one side to her hip. The whole edge of the slit and the bodice were trimmed in black lace. Candy was dressed in an almost identical outfit, except that her colors were reversed. Her negligee was black, and trimmed in red lace. The bodice of her gown didn't quite cover her nipples, (which I have mentioned, or should I say gushed, were over an inch long when erect) and those magnificent nipples were sticking out over the lace. Nudity is not as sexy as being dressed, necessarily. Thank heaven for big girls! They sang the "Happy Birthday" song, and then one I had taught them on their birthdays from a childhood television show: Happy Happy Birthday, may all your dreams come true, Happy Happy Birthday, from all of us to you, May you have happy birthdays All your whole life through, Happy Happy Birthday, to you! Then they both started to blow out my birthday candle, which after seeing their outfits, had sprung to life. Judy won the race, and knelt in front of me, grabbing the cheeks of my ass, and plunging my rod deeply into her mouth. Candy stepped over behind her, and straddling Judy's body, embraced me, and kissed me, pushing her sweet tongue almost all the way back to my throat. Judy started moving her head forward and backward, sucking on my penis. On each backstroke, she would bump Candy's groin. I began to grow weak at the knees. As the girls sensed this, they pulled away, each one taking a hand, and led me into Judy's bedroom. I sat down on Judy's bed. Judy took a position directly in front of me, and started back again on my cock. Candy pushed my body back onto the bed, and straddled my head, pulling her negligee off to the side by way of the slit up to her hip, and held her luscious pussy just over my face. She was so wet already that she started dripping honey into my mouth. My lips found her hooded clit, and my tongue worked its way under it. Her clit grew under my tongue, and more honey flowed from her pussy and down my face. As Judy felt my scrotum tighten, she stopped her work on my cock, and pinched the tip the way she had done before, and my ejaculation stopped. As Judy did this, Candy saw an opportunity, and leaned forward. She caught my dick between her lips, and held the tip of my penis just between her lips for a moment, sucking lightly on just the tip. Then, in one movement, she let my penis go all the way into her mouth. until it was all the way in to the base. Candy had never deep throated me before. By the time this registered on me, she was pulling back, swallowing hard. But she didn't let it stop her. Apparently she had been practicing, getting her gag reflex under control. Maybe--probably--Judy was helping her. She tried again, and took me completely in her mouth. This time she didn't gag, and just pulled back enough to hold my penis in her mouth, and swirl her tongue around the tip. Touched by this gesture in more than a physical way, I lay into her pussy in earnest now, putting everything I had into sucking her clit. I slid one hand up her leg, and was able to place one finger at the entrance to her asshole, but because of her position, I was not able to either push it in, or move down to put it in her pussy. I was about to come again. Judy had been watching intently, with one hand on my testicles, and as they tightened, she motioned Candy away and pinched me again. I motioned for Candy to roll over, and she slid off my face, and onto her back, turning her pussy toward me. She lay one leg across my chest, with one asscheek at my shoulder, the other leg bent at the knee, with her foot behind my head, so that I could turn my head and eat her pussy sideways, which I did, plunging my tongue deep within her pussy. I could now reach her pussy with my hand, and while I fucked her with my tongue, I fingered her hooded clit. "Mmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggghhhhhh!" Her moans were loud, and I could feel her body start to tremble, and then a spurt of honey from her pussy signalled the big one. She came, bucking her pussy into my chin. Judy got up off the floor and helped Candy swing her legs around so that she was lying on her back at the foot of the bed. Then Judy lay herself down at the head of the bed, her head on the pillows, her legs lifted up and back, and her pussy near my head. I took that as an invitation. I leaned over and started to caress her clit with my tongue. I put an inquisitive finger between her labia, and found the wetness within. My fingers plunged in, and Judy moaned in pleasure. Candy roused from the ecstacy of her massive orgasm, and reached around me to grab hold of my cock. She gently caressed it, slowly stroking it. With her other hand, she slipped her fingers between her legs for lubrication, then between my asscheeks. She wiped the honey from her pussy over my asshole, then started working her finger into my anus. Judy started to come. Her pussy grabbed my fingers, and I felt the contractions start hard and fast. Candy, upon hearing Judy's orgasmic moans, withdrew her finger and rolled me over on my back. The back of my neck was now resting on Judy's pussy, and she brought her legs down, catching my shoulders by putting her feet under my armpits. Candy mounted my erection, and started long, slow strokes up and down. Candy leaned forward, and licked Judy's juices off my lips, and kissed me deeply, while still making those long, rhythmic strokes. The motion of our bodies was also restimulating Judy, who came again. Then Candy started to come, and her pussy contracted around my cock. That was all it took for me. I started to come, and sprayed load after load of hot spunk into Candy's pussy. We lay there entangled for a long time, then rearranged ourselves side by side for a nap. When we awoke, we went into the kitchen to fix some breakfast. I was still admiring the girl's outfits. Judy caught me looking, and smiled. "We have one for you, too." "You expect me to wear a lacy negligee?" "No, silly." Judy left the kitchen and came back with a gift wrapped box. "Happy birthday from Candy and me." I looked at the wrapping. It was marked "Frederick's of Hollywood". I opened the package. Inside were several items. One was a sheer, black pair of briefs, another was a leopard-skin-patterned loin cloth, and the third was a sheer black pouch, like a jockstrap, with no back. Which one should I put on? I turned to Judy. "Which one do you like best?" I asked her. She looked at me and smiled, then picked up the pouch. "Candy, which is your favorite?" "I like that one, too." So I put on the pouch. It fit snugly around my waist, and enclosed my cock and balls. A single strap in back fit between my asscheeks. The effect made my cock look bigger, because it pushed it up and forward. I modeled it for the girls. "Looks good enough to eat," Judy smiled. "Not now, though. Breakfast is ready," Candy grinned. ============================================================================ ============================================================================= 22: "Coffee, Tea or Me?" We decided that we would attend the WorldCon in Phoenix, Arizona (this was in 1978, the convention was "Iguanacon", and if you were there, hello again!); since this was too far to drive, we would fly to the convention. We had to adjust our budgets to accomplish this, but we were able to book the flight at a reasonable rate. This would be Candy's first airline flight. We arrived at the airport in enough time for Candy to begin getting nervous. There was a delay in boarding the plane, and Candy was sure that it was mechanical problems. In truth, it was because the connecting flight was late, and they held our flight for those folks who were connecting with ours. The seats were three across, so Judy took the window seat, I sat in the middle, and Candy on the aisle. We all held hands as the plane took off. Judy was fine, but Candy's nails dug into the palm of my hand, one of them even drawing blood. Ouch! Shortly after takeoff, when we had reached cruising altitude, the stewardesses started handing out glasses of champagne. We each had a glass, then another. What the hell, it was free. Between the pressurized cabin, and the champagne, I was getting quite a buzz. Judy whispered in my ear that she needed to use the bathroom, and Candy and I moved around so that she could get out. Judy went up the aisle to the restroom. As she opened the door, she looked back at me and jerked her head as an invitation, then went into the restroom. I sat there in the seat for a minute, not really wanting to leave Candy alone, but then, not wanting to miss an opportunity either. I decided to go. As I wandered up the aisle, I wondered if any of the other passengers had noticed Judy's nod, but when I looked back down the aisle, noone seemed to pay any attention to me. I reached the restroom door. The latch was still set to "unoccupied". I tapped twice on the door, then once. Judy responded with a single tap. I opened the door and went inside. I switched the door latch to "occupied". Judy met me inside with a wet kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck. I reached back and down, grabbing a handful of ass. She stood on tiptoes, and slipped her ass back on the sink, which seemed to bear her weight. I kissed my way down her chest, kissing her breasts through her clothes. She was not wearing a bra, and her nipples stood out against her blouse. I worked my way down, and lifted her skirt. She had removed her panties, and her pubic hair was damp. I kissed her mound, and she leaned backwards a bit, revealing more of her slit. I fastened my lips to her slit, and found her clit with my tongue. Judy moaned, softly. I slipped a finger into her pussy, which was wet and warm. I worked my finger back and forth as I sucked on her clit, until I felt the familiar contractions begin. She began to rock on the sink as she came. "Ahhhhhhh," she whispered. I stood up, and she grabbed at my erection through my pants. "Wait here. I'll go and get Candy. She could use one of these now," Judy whispered. Judy stood down and straightened her clothing. Then she slid the latch and opened the door. There was, fortunately, noone waiting for the restroom. She stood by the door, and motioned for Candy to come up. Candy hurried up the aisle and into the restroom. I pushed the latch over to "occupied" again. I maneuvered Candy into the same position on the sink that Judy had been, and knelt down, raising her skirt. She still had her panties on, so I pulled the crotch of her panties aside, and went after her slit with my tongue. Candy moaned, and came quickly, her contractions vibrating her entire body. She stood up, her skirt dropping back to cover her soaked panties. Then she reached under her skirt and removed them. She unbuttoned my pants, and dropped them around my feet, then pushed me back on the toilet seat. My erection was sticking straight up, and Candy straddled me on the toilet seat, impaling herself on my shaft. I shifted my hips forward on the seat, and Candy started moving up and down on my shaft. Between the altitude and the champagne and the vibration of the plane, I quickly came, pumping Candy full of sperm. Candy kissed me gently, grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself off, straightened her clothing and left the room. I latched the door back to "occupied" again and waited a few minutes before I emerged and walked back to my seat. Again, noone seemed to notice us at all. The stewardess offered us more champagne. The girls took my hands again as I sat down between them, and they lay their heads on my shoulders. Candy whispered, "I don't think I'll be afraid to fly any more." ============================================================================ ============================================================================= 25: "A Surprise" The second day of IguanaCon, I was able to achieve one small goal of mine. I was able to tell Robert A. Heinlein how much I had enjoyed his work over the years. But this is Alt.sex.stories, and you don't want to read about science fiction here. That evening, I was at a filksing party, listening to several friends sing silly songs (if you want examples, check out alt.filk). I saw her when she came in, wearing a long, sleeveless black dress, which wrapped around her and tied at her hip. The effect was accented by her waist-length black hair. As she walked, the wrap-around of her skirt formed a slit up to her hip. A few moments later, she sat down next to me on the floor, her legs under her. At about that time, Margaret, one of the filksingers, looked at me, smiled, and turned some pages in her filk-book, and when her turn came up, she sang a song that I had written. I was impressed. As we listened to the singers, the girl in the black dress, whose nametag read "Alicia", inched closer to me. Indeed, she was soon leaning against me. I slid an arm around her waist, accidentally putting my hand inside the gap in her dress. I realized this when I touched the bare skin of her belly. I started to remove my hand, feeling that I had taken liberties not granted, but she stopped me by placing her hand over mine. She leaned backwards onto me, and tilted her head backwards towards me with a smile. I kissed her forehead. She stayed leaning against me. I slipped my hand a little further into her dress, and found my fingertips on her navel. I gently stroked her navel as if it were her pussy, and she moaned softly and settled herself more firmly against me. She hid the movements of my hand under hers, until there was a break in the music, when she whispered an invitation to her room to "see her etchings." I love etchings, and I followed her out of the room, waving a 'thanks' to Margaret as I left. We went up to her room, and closed the door, and did something with the door lock. She turned on the lamps around the room, then stepped up to me. "Would you like to peel the tomato?" she asked. I had seen "The Sterile Cuckoo" too. I nodded. I took her into my arms, and kissed her. Her lips parted, invitingly. I gently put my tongue between her lips, and she sucked it hungrily into her mouth. As we kissed, I pulled at the knot at her hip, and the ties came loose. She broke the kiss, took two steps back, shook her shoulders, and the dress fell to the floor. She wasn't wearing anything under the dress. She had small breasts, just a bulge under pink nipples, which were erect. Her dark pubic area was trimmed just a little for a swimsuit, but I could tell she wore a one-piece suit when she sunbathed. "Like what you see?" "Very much." I stepped closer, and gathered her up in my arms again. We kissed, and as we kissed, my hands wandered over her back and ass. "One of us is overdressed," she whispered, breaking our kiss. She started unbuttoning my shirt, and I helped by unfastening my pants. She dropped my shirt to the floor, and eased my pants down, taking my underwear with them. She dropped with them to the floor, sitting cross-legged in front of me, her face at cock-level with me. My penis was pointing at her nose, and she reached up with one hand and guided it between her lips. She sucked gently on just the head of my penis, and with the other hand, reached under my balls and tickled my scrotum. I reached down and took her by the shoulders, and raised her back up to me. Then, I reached down and put an arm under her knees, and lifted her in my arms. I started to step towards the bed, but my trousers and underwear were still tangled around my feet. I didn't drop her, but only just. I shuffled to the bed, and lay her on the foot of the bed, and untangled my feet. Giggling, she crawled up the bed, and picked up the phone. She quickly dialed a number. I couldn't quite make out what she said, but I did catch something about "give me fifteen." My feet now untangled from pants and socks and shoes, I crawled over the foot of the bed. She hung up the phone, and leaned back against the headboard. She tucked her feet up, and spread her knees apart, giving me a full view of a beautiful pussy and dark pubic hair. I crawled up between her legs and kissed her belly, then moved down to the honeypot below. The scent from her pussy was sweet, but it mixed with a perfume she wore. I thought a moment, then placed the scent. Gardenias. She moaned as my tongue reached her clit. It was fairly large, and engorged as I licked it, standing away from her pussy. I slipped a finger into her well, and was rewarded with a flood of juices, which ran over my hand. I sucked on her clit, moving my finger in and out of her sweet-smelling pussy. She started to quiver, and with another squirt of honey from her pussy, came violently, her entire body shaking with the convulsions in her cunt. She lay her head backwards, arching her back, pushing her hips into my face. I continued to suck on her clit, and the convulsions started anew. As the contractions diminished, I started to pull away, but she grabbed my head and held it in place. I stroked her clit again with my tongue, and she came for a third time, this time accompanied with a raspy "Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss...." She released me, and I pulled back, leaving my fingers within her pussy. She reached down, took my hand from inside her, and licked my fingers. Then she pulled my hand, pulling me closer to her. She kissed my lips, pushing her tongue into my mouth, tracing a pattern on the roof of my mouth. As we kissed, she moved to a seated position, pushing me back a bit, then continued pushing until I was on my back. I lay with her atop me, between my legs, with my knees raised up, my cock trying to bore a hole in her belly. Her hard little nipples poked my chest, as we kissed deeply, exchanging tongues. She broke the kiss, and trailed her lips down my chest and belly until she reached my cock. She kissed the tip of my penis, then took it into her mouth, licking off the precum that had collected on its tip. Then she straddled my hips, her knees beneath her, and settled into a position over my penis, slowly taking it into her pussy as she lowered her body. I reached down to tickle her clit as she stroked up and down, but she pushed my hand away, so I reached up to tweak her little nipples. This sent a shiver of pleasure through her, that I felt through my penis. I felt her pussy clamp down, and she arched her back as she came again. This time, my penis inside her seemed to explode, as rolls of orgasm moved through me and shot out of my cock. She fell forward on me, my cock still in her pussy. "That was soooo good," she whispered, breathlessly. "Agreed," I gasped, completely out of breath myself. "Are we too soon, or too late?" A voice behind me. I bent my head backwards, and saw a honey-colored bush, and behind it another small, naked body. "Just in time," Alicia grinned, and rolled off of me. Able to look up and see who it was, I smiled when I recognized Janie and Veronica. "Surprised?" Veronica smiled. "Pleasantly," I said, reaching out a hand. Veronica sat on the edge of the bed and bent over to kiss me. Janie slid onto the bed beside her, and Alicia was on the other side of me. "So that was the telephone call," I muttered. "Yes," Janie said, "We sent Alicia to find you, and then let us know." Alicia reached over me and kissed Veronica and Janie. Veronica turned around and took hold of my cock. "If we're going to have any fun here, we'll have to fix this." She took my penis into her mouth, and started sucking on it. It started to respond to her ministrations. Janie slid around to my head, and squatted over my face, her sweet cunt dripping into my mouth. She lowered her body a bit, and I began to lick the honey from her pussy, and working my tongue toward her clit. Alicia moved off her side of the bed, and slid in behind Veronica, and put her hand between Veronica's thighs. Veronica adjusted her position a bit, opening her legs so that Alicia could put her fingers into Veronica's pussy. Alicia started moving her hand in and out, stroking Veronica's clit on alternate strokes. Veronica started moaning, the vibrations of her voice an exciting addition to her fellatio. Janie moved in small circles above me as I alternately tongued her sweet pussy and her clit. She started to moan, then stopped moving altogether as the contractions started in her pussy. "Ooooooohh!" she moaned, and rolled over, clasping her pussy in both hands. Veronica lifted her head from my now-erect cock, and slipped her leg over my chest, and moved into a sixty-nine position atop me, pushing her pussy into my face. I began to tongue her pussy and clit. Alicia moved around between my legs, and as Veronica continued to suck on my cock, Alicia kissed my balls. Janie got up to her knees, and moved to my hip. She put her hand on Veronica's head. Veronica lifted up into a squatting position over my face, and Janie straddled my hips, impaling herself on my cock. Alicia pulled back, as Janie bounced up and down, then slowed to a steady, rocking pace. As she reached the bottom of each stroke, she made a little circle with her hips, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock. I felt Janie's pussy begin to contract again, and her pussy got hotter as it gripped my cock. "Ahhh, god! Aaasssss...." She stopped her up-and-down movement. Alicia reached around Janie, grabbing Janie's apple-sized breasts, tweaking her nipples. Janie turned her head to the side, and Alicia kissed her. Janie rolled off of me, and fell into Alicia's arms. Veronica moved from my face to my cock, taking Janie's place. She moved the same way Janie had, an up stroke, a down stroke, and a little circle. After a few moments, I was gripped again by a pussy in orgasm, and this time I joined it, unloading into Veronica's waiting pussy. Janie and Alicia were kissing, as Veronica fell forward on me, my deflating cock going soft inside her. She rubbed her breasts against me, as she settled into me. I felt movement beside me, as Janie and Alica "swapped ends", moving into a sixty-nine position, with Janie on top. Janie licked my come from Alicia's pussy lips, then fastened her mouth over Alicia's large clit. Alicia slipped two fingers into Janie's cunt, and wiggled her tongue over Janie's "little man in the boat", until both were squirming and moaning in pleasure. Veronica started a rocking motion on top of me, contracting muscles in her pussy, trying to work my cock back to life inside her. It was working, too, as I felt blood move back into my cock, and it became erect again inside her. When she felt me aroused again, Veronica rolled over slightly, and she wiggled around until I was lying on top of her, my penis still tightly held inside her cunt. Veronica wrapped her legs around my hips, and I began a deep, slow stroke. Janie and Alicia began to come simultaneously, and their orgasms shook the bed. Veronica began to come, too, and the pressure of her orgasmic contractions forced one another ejaculation from me, filling her pussy again with sperm. I rolled over between Veronica and Alicia, and Janie crawled off of Alicia, and lay face down between my legs, her breasts over my cock, and her head on my belly. I reached out and gathered Veronica and Alicia under my arms, and they lay with their heads on my shoulders, tucked under my armpits, as we lay in exhaustion together. I turned toward Alicia, and whispered, "You don't have any more surprises for me, do you?" She just smiled, and closed her eyes. ============================================================================ The rest of the novel is at: http://members.aol.com/TomTrinity Now for that announcement we promised: ============================================================================ Greetings all; This is "Tom Trinity" of the "Trinity Trilogy" coming at you, filtered through my friend and Editor, Shelby. Those of you who might remember back -- was it just five years ago? -- when I started posting the stories that became the "Trinity Trilogy Novel" will remember that the stories were originally posted in threes. Thus the "Trilogy" in the title. Now I've decided to write more stories, but first of all I want to run a contest. In fact, in keeping with the "Trilogy" concept, I'll run THREE contests. But they're rather self-serving contests, as you'll see. CONTEST NUMBER ONE: I intend to write some new stories, but I'm not sure (a) if the denizens of the 'net want the stories and (b) how many stories to write. Therefore, I issue this challenge: I will write the number of stories equal to the number of emails I receive between the dates of August 15 thru September 4. One email per return email address, please. I reserve the right to limit the number to a reasonable one. Out of all the eligible email messages (duplicate names will be eliminated, not consolidated), I will draw one name to be invited to spend a weekend with the Trinity Family. What we do during the visit will be mutually discussed and agreed on after the drawing. Naturally, reasonable expenses will be taken care of. CONTEST NUMBER TWO: I would also like to publish the original Trinity stories in HTML format on its own web site, with some photos to illustrate it. However, since I'm a little paranoid, and want to be protective of my Girls and my daughters, I would like to hold open "auditions" to become one of the surrogate "Trinity Family". To participate, please send me at least two photos; one a facial portrait, the other a full-body shot, along with the name of the character from the original Trinity Trilogy Novel that you think you resemble. I think I've described the major characters fairly well, but there's some leeway in them so that most people can participate in this. Nudity, although not required, is a plus. The plan here is not to just put explicit pictures on the page, but more like snapshots of the characters. I'm not writing a comic strip where everything is illustrated -- especially the sex acts. But what I *am* looking for is just a snapshot or two to accompany the texts. Final casting will be done by the Trinity Girls (Candy, Judy and Janie) based on physical similarity to the actual people. The prize is to have your picture accompany the text. There will be credit given on the eventual web site to all the participants. Obviously, there will be less competiton for the lesser roles, but you are free to apply for as many roles as you feel you fit. You must be willing for your picture to grace the 'net to participate in this contest. Be sure to attach your photos to the email messages, and put the words "CONTEST TWO" in the subject line of your email. Email messages with these words in the subject line will be excepted from the duplication rule for Contest One. CONTEST NUMBER THREE: The most interesting responses to the above two contests will be awarded "walk-on, lie-down roles" in a future story. The winners will be chosen by completely arbitrary rules to be determined by the Trinity Family. There is no set number of roles available. Winners will be asked to complete a small questionaire about likes/dislikes and preferences (like how you want to participate in the story). This might be the most 'fun' part of the contest; suggestions might include your own personal experiences with group sex, or even with personal one-on-one sex. It might be graphic - with pictures, if you are bold enough - or as simple as a personal rememberance of a lost love. You may enter more than once. Put "CONTEST THREE" in the subject line, and it will be exempted from the multiple entry rule in Contest One. ************************************** All email is to be addressed to: TomTrinity@aol.com ************************************** The fine print: One prize is offered with a substantial value, depending on the location of the winning entry. Odds of winning depend upon the number of entries received. Absolute deadline is midnight, eastern time, September 4, 1998. Note that contest begins on August 15. Entries received prior to that date may not be counted in the contest. One entry per person in Contest One; Multiple entries in Contests Two and Three must note that they are entries to the respective contests. Questions may be addressed to PTVStories@aol.com, or STBush3@aol.com. Do not send questions to the TomTrinity address, or they may not be answered immediately. If less than twenty entries are received for this contest, no prizes will be awarded. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----