I was discussing the popularity of a certain movie franchise with a friend, and how these movies have a tendency to show up in quickly thrown together porn send-ups.
As we sat around discussing this phenomenon I started thinking about how well this particular franchise could translate to an erotic story line. What happens at the school? How do teachers educate? How do students prepare for tests and study together? Does it take magic to create "the magic"?
I thought I'd take a crack at it and have some fun in a genre outside of my normal writing style.
I truly want your thoughts, comments, ideas, and suggestions. I want to have fun with this. Let's make it a readable story, but one that truly gets you off as you imagine the possibilities.
As always I thank you for your votes and support of my stories!!
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Chapter 1
The tall man stood under a street light watching the house at #4 Private Drive. It was the house of Herman and Pansy Bumsley and their young son, Doody.
The man watched the house impatiently. He knew after the horrific events of the night before, and the ensuing deaths of his friends, Big and Succa Pecker, that it was important to get their child, Hairy, to a safe place.
The man, Palmus Doubledong, grimaced at the thought of his arch-enemy's attack on the Pecker household.
Though Big and Succa's bodies were not found, the destruction in the home was evidence enough of the battle. Besides, if they were not dead, they would have never left their son behind.
Palmus had found the boy, still in his crib, under the rubble.
As he had lifted the boy from the crib he noted the half moon ward etched in the boy's right palm and smiled knowingly. If Vulvamorte had attempted to attack the boy he was dead, or close to it.
Still, even the thought of Vulvamorte's suffering could not appease his sorrow over the loss of his friends.
Palmus noted two things occur simultaneously. He noted a black cat sidling along the front of the house towards the doorway. At the same time he heard the throaty roar of Hardon's Harley Davidson coming up Private Drive.
Palmus reached into the folds of his coat and pulled out a wooden stick approximately 12 inches in length. He waved it and muttered something under his breath. Instantly all of the streetlights along Private Drive winked out.
Hardon's Harley Davidson rumbled to a stop in front of the house and a mountainous man stepped off of it.
The man immediately unhooked a box from the back and opened it. He reached inside the box and gently removed the sleeping form of the baby, Hairy Pecker.
Hardon looked over at Palmus who nodded back at him.
Hardon walked up to the door. The black cat that Palmus had noted earlier sat there by the stoop staring up at Hardon.
The man rapped at the door and almost immediately the door opened.
Pansy Bumsley stood at the door in a filmy thin nightgown and stared at the huge man in front of her.
Hardon's eyes quickly inventoried her body but realized, regrettably, that he had work to do. He placed the child into Pansy's arms.
"Palmus Doubledong has directed that you take care of your brother's son until his 21st birthday. Do you understand?"
Hardon's eyes were locked on Pansy's. Pansy didn't know what to say but nodded her head in acquiescence.
Hardon then turned, pulling the door closed behind him, and strode back to his bike. With a roar he sped off into the night.
When the door had closed Palmus walked purposefully up the walk. The cat watched him approach.
When Palmus reached the stoop he looked at the cat.
