Fractured DS History #2
Date: 2/27/98
From: ROBINV

Willie Loomis felt elation race through him as he set up his home-made pulley in the mausoleum, carefully connecting it to the ring and the lid of the coffin. It wouldn't be long now. . .Naomi Collins' jewels, in all their flashing, glittering, gold, diamond, emerald, ruby, money-money-money glory, would soon be flashing through his fingers, oh yes!

He wrapped the rope around his hands and arms, getting ready to give the good, hard tug he knew would be his path to wealth, when he heard Carolyn's voice calling him. "Willie? Willie are you in there?"

He heard the gate creak and looked up. Carolyn, wearing her fancy trenchcoat, that amazing gold hair falling over her shoulders, was gazing from him to the pulley device, shaking her head. She burst into giggles, her incredible blue eyes reflecting lusty neon. "Oh, Willie, surely you didn't believe those old legends about old Naomi being buried with her jewelry?" she said. "All lies, believe me! No, if you want to get rich quick, you're going to have to do it the old fashioned way--marry a rich girl. . .or at least screw one!"

She unbuttoned and dropped the trench coat to the floor. Willie's eyes opened so wide, they looked like they were going to be catapulted from the sockets. Carolyn was naked! She stepped forward and pulled him into her embrace. They sank to the floor of the mauseoleum, quickly heating it up with their squirming bodies. Willie found that Carolyn had some very exciting plans for HIS family jewels and was pleased to allow her to play to her heart's content.

Willie and Carolyn eloped that night, and he became a rich girl's very happy, constantly satisfied, husband. His plot to steal the Collins jewels never became a reality.

Barnabas, never released, slumbers on in his coffin in the secret room to this very day.


Love, RobinV