Subj: Barnabas & Quentin War Over Julia -- 10
Date: 7/15/00 8:49:20 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Jody
Generations came and went for Barnabas. The agony
of his own demise had been slow, and agonizing. All those he had loved died.
Generations of Collins had come and gone, their souls departed to the heavens
and hell alike. No men , other than Quentin or Barnabas, had been spared from
this fate. But if given a chance , his whole soul had been ripped out from him,
and never given back.
The scent of the candles had burned into the fire that had been so raging before. Now, as the fire had died, he and Julia had spent an evening of sexual ectasy from which of them would never recover. Their souls united, burned with the sexual desires so hidden from him, just waiting to be ignited. A lost soul was he, wandering endlessly as a creature of the night, into the eternal prison which would give him an eternity alone, without love, passion, and the heat of the night from which he had encountered.
Quentin had been bittered by losing Julia to Barnabas, his ego bruised. Determined to get even, he decided to use any means available to him.
"Today , you may encounter some sexual pleasure, but tomorrow you will endure the most horrible of all fates to which destiny has in store for you dear Cousin. Never shall I give up on Julia that easily without a fight."
Meanwhile, Barnabas in his sexy black robe, looked at his lastest lady love, and evening of sheer pleasure that befell him.
"Happy, Julia?" he asked.
"Oh Barnabas, is this a dream or am I dead?"
"No Julia, I have a burning lust for you."
He again became aroused, and left no area of her body untouched.Again they engaged in the intensity of their waton lust, and desire for each other. Neither could stop touching the other.
Quentin had left Collinwood to visit Elliot Stokes, "Professor Stokes, I need to to help me conduct a seance and bring back the ghost of a Reverend Trask."
"Why?" asked Elliot.
"There is some unknown force of the dark, and I believe this man is the key to it."
"Why of course I will help you, " replied Elliot.
Demonically Quentin smiled, knowing that the revival of Reverend Trask would mean the demise of Vampire Barnabas Collins.
to be continued....