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From: Lady Poetess
Subject: The Gentlemen's Club: JoshuaTHE GENTLEMEN'S CLUB
JoshuaBy and Copyrigh Lady PoetessDisclaimer:This story is entirely fictitious and bears no resemblance to anyone dead
or alive.
ONEThe mortuary of Excelsius Dei was located at the heart of middle-class New
York. It offered affordable services -- for the want of a better word --
for the black models nude dead, but what made it well-known was that the new manager not only
knew all there was about handling the dead, gay cock model
he seemed to take the whole job
of his a little too seriously. The man in question stood at the balustrade of the second floor of the
building, watching curiously at a man dressed like an altar boy fresh from
church service walking through the doors. He saw the altar boy take in the
surrounding with a look of surprise. girls modeling bondage The manager heard the wild stories, of job model porn course, that his mortuary was
more akin to a demonic haunted castle than a reputable business house. He
had discounted these stories as child's tales, an urban legend if you will,
but obviously if a man of God took the tales seriously, he might had to
exercise some PR control. Any man or woman walking in through the doors of
Excelsius Dei would see a spotless, clean, white-walled two-story building
with little resemblance to anything remotely demonic. Friezes of religious
scenes of Christianity hung from the walls, and there was always soothing
Celtic tunes from the speaker. The only indication of the nature of the
business Excelsius Dei black model motorcycles dealt in was nude model directory
the faint smell of embalming fluids and
formaline from the labs on the second floor and the basement. The only demonic resemblance in Excelsius Dei was the manager, a fact
that the man admitted ruefully. He was a tall man who had a preference of
dark clothing. The dark brown cashmere shirt and black pleated slacks he
was wearing at the moment made him look paler than he actually was, and his
raven black hair, slickly combed and groomed, only made his actually
healthy complexion look ashen and white, especially in the dark. Thus, he
had to be careful with his dealings with the customers, for most of the
time he terrified the already grief-stricken clientele. He had a nice,
friendly, sympathetic assistant hired polska modelsnet
for that task, and so far she was
doing great. Candy was on leave at the moment, however, and now the manager was
forced to deal with customers on his own. tiny scale models
He looked at the altar boy talking to the woman behind the
information-cum- softcore amateur models payment desk. Lucille said topsite tgp model something to the altar boy, and
the boy looked up at that moment, right at the manager. "Mr Boreanaz?" Lucille called the manager. "Mr Hartnett here needs
coffins." David Patrick Boreanaz, Jr. found himself looking at not a boy, but a
man with clear blue-green eyes and the most appealing dimples he had ever
seen. The dark brown hair highlighted the beautiful eyes and the fair curve
of his lips. David took a steadying breath as he drank in the glint of
mischief just lingering in those eyes and the teasing possibilities in
those lips. Tantalizingly, there was also a serious air around him. What a pity all this beauty was wasted on a man of the word. David wiped his hands with a dry sterilized cloth and descended the
stairs.
Joshua Hartnett looked at the man seated like a king in his large
intimidating chair in the surprisingly spacious and bright office. He took
off his altar boy robe, revealing smart light brown shirt and light blue
jeans. "You're not a priest," the man David Boreanaz said. "No," Josh said, taking a seat across the desk from David. He was
blithely unaware that his one simple word had sealed his doom. "I'm just an
altar boy. I didn't have time to go back and change after the service, not
when you are obviously about to close." "We close at eight," David said simply. "But I am usually here until one
in the morning." At Josh's questioning look, he explained, "I am always
short-handed, and someone has to look into the embalming and making a
corpse presentable for viewing. I am always training some apprentices, but
they never stay long." Josh smiled, flashing white teeth. "Probably they get creeped by the
late hours working for you." "I'm not that eerie to look at," David stated simply. "No, you're not," Josh acemodeling gallaries agreed. He wasn't lying youngest model pics -- David, even here in an
office lit by bright lights, looked like a powerful, predatory vampire. It
wasn't just those dark hair and clothes, or the fact that the man actually
had a slight american child model widow's peak. No, every inch of David's tall, muscular frame
radiated strength and power. When David looked at Josh that way now, as if
he was toying casually at the decision whether to let Josh go or to feast
on his fears, Josh felt the powerful surge of thrill washing over him. He
looked at the man's large hands clasped on the man's stomach, at the fine
dark hair on the man's arms, and at the man's lean, dark- clothed body, and
bit back a sigh. David Boreanaz was dark and ethereally beautiful, just
like Hades in darkness. He realized then that David had been studying him even as he studied the
man. And there was no mistaking the bright fiery hunger burning in the
man's eyes. Josh almost shrunk back into his seat at the intensity of
it. He had never been looked at in this way before, not like as if he was
something that David wanted very badly. urban teen models It was crazy, this instantaneous heat that flared up between them. teen asain models Yet David was now standing, and walking around the table towards Josh. Suddenly afraid, Josh pushed his seat back from teen modeling salary the man. David only grinned, flashing teeth uncannily like a wolf. "Why are you
looking at me like that? You look as if you think I'm going to eat you." casa 101 model "Aren't you going to sit there?" Josh asked nervously, nodding at
David's chair. "No." David climbed onto the table, right in front of Josh. And Josh
took a steadying breath when he found his eyes level with David's crotch
and spread legs. The dark fabric clung to the lesbian supermodels
curve of well-muscled thigh,
but most intriguing was the way the fabric wrapped around the curve of
David's penis, hinting at an impressive erection. "So, why are you here?" Maybe he had tv model bikini mistaken David's intention, and the man only wanted to talk
business. Josh didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. "I come
on the behalf of the St Franciscan House of the Lord, a -- " "An old folks' home run solely on charity," David interrupted somewhat
impatiently. "Yes, I know. What do you want?" "Affordable ambulatory care models
funeral costs," Josh said. "Many of the residents are the
elderly who as homeless and without any relatives. We end up bearing the
costs of the funerals, but nowadays everyone is jacking up their
prices. Except Excelsius sexy perteen models Dei." "What happened to your contract with Eternal Bliss?" David asked. young colombian models
Josh didn't ask how David knew that; perhaps it was good business to
know of one's rival and what the rival elegant models porn was doing. "They refused to consider
a lower price for us." David crossed his arms, causing his dark germany top model
shirt to stretch across his
broad shoulders and emphasizing the way his biceps stretched the seams of
his sleeve. "So you think maybe Excelsius Dei would provide a low-cost
package for you instead," he said. "Yes. I know it seems like a profitless gesture, but in the long run, we
will provide you with steady clients," Josh said, models preetens pass
adding, "for the want of
a better word. And think of it as a good act of kindness. These old folks
lead hard and lonely lives. The least we can do is to --" David shook his head. "Spare me the Good Samaritan speech. I'm not that
charitable in nature. I already run a mortuary that makes only moderate
profit, Mr Hartnett. teen models diaper I can't afford to lower my prices." "Not even for kindness' sake? Jesus said --" "No scriptures," David said quietly. "Unlike you, I don't believe in
God. Religion makes me ill." Josh shrugged. "Very well. I'll just have to keep looking," he said in
false bravado. Excelsius Dei had been the House's last hope. David looked quite disappointed that Josh was tempted to laugh. "You're
not going to preach the hellfire and brimstone thing to me?" he said in a
sneer. "Unlike the religious people you know, Mr Boreanaz -- " "David please." "Mr Boreanaz," Josh emphasized. "Unlike them, I'm afraid I'm not a keen
preacher. Hell, I hate being preached babe hentai model at myself. I'm sorry I wasted your
time. Excuse me." Josh made to leave. "I'll do it." Josh turned, his eyebrows raised in query. "I'll do it," David said simply. "Provided you'll go out on a date with
me.' Josh looked at his feet, then back at David, a real grin on his
face. "Mr Boreanaz, I'm still recovering from a really nasty experience of
failed brainwashing by a couple of overzealous heterosexual priests. I
really would like to go on a date with you, but right now I can't." "Can't or won't?" "Won't," Josh said. "I'm still somewhat confused about life at the
moment. Maybe next time." "It's just a date. No sex, not even a kiss, unless it's by mutual
decision," David said. "Come on, just one night of dinner, and you can have
as many coffins and funeral services you want at whatever price you quote." nude models uncertainties Josh licked his lower lip in thought, the action causing violent surges
of lust to boil in David's blood. It was all model topsites
David could do not to grab
that man and take him right there on the table. bikini models kids "Well, okay," he heard Josh
say through teenie model pics the boiling blood in his head. "You've a deal." David grinned.TWO"So you've got the coffins, at the cost of your virtue?" Tobey Maguire,
patron of the St Franciscan House of the Lord, said in outrage. "I can't
believe it!" "It's just a date," Josh said. They were both in his office prepube models two days after Josh's meeting with the
manager of Excelsius Dei. Tobey paced across the office, slowly, almost in
rhythm to the religious choral josquins playing from Josh's player. bostitch model hp118k
At
length the man looked up. "No, you're not going out with him. Fuck, I feel
like your pimp." little model asian
"Mind your language," Josh said absently. "Besides, it's just a
date. You think I can't handle this man?" "Josh, we are talking about a man whom everyone has fun exaggerating his
ghoulish activities. He's the King of Ghouls according to some wit!" Intrigued despite himself, Josh looked up from his paperwork and at his
employer. "What do you know about him?" It never ceased to amaze him how
Tobey, supposedly oblivious Tobey, seemed to know everything that was
needed to know about everyone and everything. "He is the seventh son of a seventh son. If I recall gypsy lore
correctly, that's a sign of psychic abilities, and David Boreanaz is half
gypsy. He leads a quiet, exemplary, if bizarre life. He was involved in
special effects in Hollywood until he came back two years ago and took over
his father's business." "So he wasn't exactly a rapist serial killer. So what's the problem?"
Josh asked. "Josh, the last you need is a date with a persistent man," Tobey
said. "Not when you still need time." "I'm okay," Josh said. "I really am." crazy models ls "If you're okay I will know it," the other man said with a snort of
disbelief. "God, I could kill your stupid parents vlad models free for putting nn models biz you in the
hands of those morons." "They're just morons," Josh said. He was teen modelsyoung okay, for he no longer felt the
hurt when he mentioned his parents. "Look, Tob, it's just a date. One
innocent date. Is it so hard to believe that?" "Very well, go to the date," Tobey said in exasperated resignation. "And don't try to spy on me," Josh told Tobey. "I can take care of
myself." "I believe you," Tobey smiled, crossing his fingers behind his back.THREE"So tell me a