Action!

<p class=ql-align-center><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Bobby G. Wells writing as Brian B. Hawthorne</span></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Action!</strong></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)> </span></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>          Slowly he wakened. Like a male version of Venus arising from her shell the naked Adonis emerged from the confines of his box. The excitement and the carnal appetites of his audience would be rising with him. This was an image of </span><strong style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)><em>potent</em></strong><em style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)> </em><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>sexual energy coiled and aching to be released.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>           The morning light reflected in shimmering delicacy from his smooth pliant skin as the cameras lovingly circled and focused. His delectable but still unravished form filled the viewing monitors with unforgettable images as his vulnerability and burgeoning sexual readiness stood silent and constrained...</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>           A psychological chasm was being breached; a </span><em style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>person</em><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)> was becoming a possessed </span><em style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>thing</em><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>. This woman had ordered and received a sex slave for her pleasure and that of her family. Her mixed feelings of guilt and excitement fear and lust were</span></p>