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Saturday, November 24, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Red Hurricane
PREVIEW
from Alexander D. Banyan
A short summary of Red
Hurricane
A hurricane approaches St.
Croix. The airlines are booked solid for evacuation. Louis Bautista settles for
a diversion to Barbados for an alternate flight. Celia Judel’s husband dies of
a heart attack at sea and she brings in their Najad sailboat alone. They meet,
and arrange to sail the boat back to the US, and fall in love. While on Island,
they witness a murder. The victim passed off a small package before being
executed in an alley. Later they discover that the package contains two
chemicals derived from sea sponge. The chemical is a fountain of youth, compound, that they push into testing and
production. This is a love story with a fantasy
touch. It’s a sailor’s love story,
written by a sailor. As in all my books..... there are appearances of past
characters... occasionally. ADBanyan@cfl.rr.com
PAGE 34
She wore a black dress that stopped above the knees. It had
spaghetti straps with an open back and no bra. She was tan and needed no
hosiery and black heels. She wore red coral ear rings and a pendant that
accentuated her curly red hair. As we came down the winding stairway to catch
our taxi, the waiter took our photo and smiled at us.
We got a table by a window that was open to the night breeze
that kept blowing out the candle. The restaurant was built on a high cliff that
overlooked Christiansted Harbor and the town. After a few minutes we located
the Soraya.
The interior was covered
in Philodendrons that grew across the stone walls and the beams of the ceiling.
The food and service was all five star and the check was as outrageous as one
would expect. Celia kept stroking my inseam with her foot, as she sat across
the table smiling at me.
We took a taxi back down the hill at about 9:00 and when we saw
how lit up the downtown was, we decided to get out early and walk back to the
apartment. We stayed on the covered sidewalks in the populated areas, and I
kept noticing the dark alleys that separated the buildings. This one alley went along an old Danish
building that had the doorways all recessed back into the sides about five
feet. There was wrought iron gates custom made to fit each door opening and
giant elephant ear vines were growing all over the sides of the stone and
across the wrought iron.
“Celia....... come with me.....” as I took her hand.
“What are you doing?” as she reluctantly followed.
I led her down the alley and checked each gate as I went. All
were locked until the third one on the left side. I opened it a little.
“Step inside.” As I raised a vine over my head.
I pulled the gate shut and we had about four feet of privacy to
a heavy solid wood door. I pushed Celia against the stone as I pushed my body
against her. I kissed her passionately as we could hear the voices of people
still going down the sidewalk. We had to be quiet, as I put a hand on each of
her legs and raised her dress above her hips. She was obviously prepared for
my... imagination. There were no stockings, no panties, and no pubic hair. I
dropped to my knees as she put her hands on my head and closed her eyes.
“Oh!...Oh!”
“SSShhhhhhhh!” I said. And went back to work.
She pulled me back up, and unfastened my belt as she was
becoming impatient.
We heard footsteps running toward us. Louder..... Louder! Until a
black man in dress clothes stopped in the middle of the alley six foot from us.
He spotted us as he stood frozen with no place to run.
“HERE!” as he pushed a small package about the size of a large
book through the gate. It fell on the ground as I pressed my body against Celia
for protection. He started to run back toward the street when;
“POP!... POP!.... POP!.... BOOM!... BOOM!.......... BOOM! as the gunshots echoed through the alley.
We heard several men running toward the man. I peeked through
the vines as they went through his clothes looking for something.
“NOTHING! It’s not here!”
They left as fast as they appeared and I just barely caught a
glimpse of a black van with dark tinted windows rapidly leaving.
I picked up the package
and zipped up my pants. Celia was hanging on to me and I could feel her
shaking.
“Come on....... quickly!” I whispered.
We started to run out of the alley. We both froze in our tracks
when we saw the black man’s body.
“I didn’t know the human body held that much blood.” As I
checked him just in case.
“Look!” as I held up the lanyard around his neck that displayed
his photo from West Indies Lab in Teague Bay.
“He’s dead. Let’s get out of here!”
We ran to the end of the alley and looked up and down the street.
It seemed clear so we crossed into the shadows of the other side of the street
as Celia’s heels clicked across the blacktop. We walked up the hill to the
restaurant and up the stairway into our apartment. We went to the balcony and
slid the door open. I walked out and leaned on the railing looking back down
the hill at the buildings we just left. Celia hugged me from behind as she
leaned her head against my back, and let the fresh breeze clear her mind.
“I was so scared. I’ve never seen anything like that!” she
said.
“Hey!........... The package!” I remembered.
“We’ll get to that!” as she spun me around
and backed me against the railing.
PAGE 62
“HERE!” said Celia. As she stuck her tiny
wrist out for me to tie to.
“ Let’s see........ Once around... twice
around... around both and up the back... and down through the hole..... pull”
“Ouch! I think you got it!” as she looked
at me.
I took the other end of the rope and asked
her to hold out her other hand. She did and I tried it again.
“Once around... twice around... around
both and up the back... and down through the hole..... pull”
“Okay! It worked again............ Untie
me!” she said, as I had evil thoughts.
I slid my hand along the rope until I
found the center and stood, as I pulled Celia’s hands together.
“Follow me.” I said. And she did.
We went to the master cabin and I had her
climb onto the bed as I followed with the rope. She lay expecting some crazy
sex, as I tied the rope to the bed which made her arms go straight over her
head. I put her pillow over her eyes and left her lying in the bed wondering
what I was doing next. I went to the galley and ran hot water into a bowl and
grabbed my shaving cream and razor.
“LOUIS!!!........ LOUIS!!!.... NO!” as I
continued to shave her pussy as she held verrrry still. I licked her to check
my work, and after it met my approval, I satisfied the very excited feelings
that I had created.
“Are you going to untie me now?” she
asked.
“I’m not sure?”
Page 133
Lottie went into the kitchen and came back with a glass
of water and four pills. Take this big blue one and this little white one, as
she popped a white one in her mouth and took a sip of water. I did as she
instructed and took her glass as I washed them down.
“So am I going to hallucinate now?” I asked.
“Not really........... You just won’t have any morals about
anything that happens the rest of the night. I got these from a friend of mine
in Key West. They are designer pills with NO side effects. The big blue one was
Viagra.” She smiled and rubbed my .......... again.
“Ding.. Dong!”
“Oh! The pizza’s here! Can you go pay for it while I put on my
bad girl outfit?”
“Sure.” I smiled and went to the front door.
“Hello... My name is Jennifer.... That will be $17.22.”
“I walked back to the foyer table and opened the drawer to get
the money out. I grabbed a twenty dollar bill to include the tip. When I turned
around, she had stepped inside and closed the door. She had completely
unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her shorts exposing her lacy panties. I
handed her the twenty dollars and took the pizza box as she dropped to her
knees and grabbed my ......... from under my robe. I held the pizza with one hand
and reached down to pull my inflated ......... from her mouth. I felt a bare chest
against my back, and a hand on each of my buns. I rotated as Lottie kissed me
passionately and the pizza girl slid her wet tong between my cheeks. I jumped
as they both laughed and drug me to the master bedroom.
“Louis..... This is my best friend and only employee, Jennifer.
Jennifer this is my best man toy, Louis.”
“Nice to meet you Jennifer!” as I laughed at their plan.
“Here take this.” Lottie handed Jennifer a little white pill,
and she immediately took it.
“We already took ours.” Said Lottie, as the playing began.
The party went all night, with occasional breaks where we
devoured pizza. Sometimes off of each other’s bodies. I woke up in the morning
with all of Celia’s toys on the bed and several more that appeared later.
My cell phone rang as I tried to make a quick appraisal of
where I was, and how to get all these body parts out of way. I had the taste of
.......... in my mouth and I ran my fingers across my lips to answer the phone.
“Yello!”
“Louis! This is Celia. Are you still sleeping? It’s 10am!”
“Oh... yeah... I drank too many beers last night.”
“Well. We just left the hotel. We should be back in West Palm
about noon or 1:00. If we’re running too late we might stop for lunch. I’ll
call you if we do.”
“Okay... sounds good..... I missed you!” as Lottie bit my unit.
“Ouch!” I yelled.
“You okay?” said Celia.
“Yeah... just kicked the bed.”
“Oh! That hurts. See you in a little while. I love you!”
“Okay.............. love you too....... bye.”
“Smooch...... Smooch...... Smooch...... Do you love us too?”
said Jennifer.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
The Wa-Bak Machine
PREVIEW
by Alexander D. Banyan
The
Wa-Bak Machine
Summary
Matthew
Matisse and Toni DeGrassi had been friends since they were children. They sail
and scuba dive together, but to the disappointment of Matthew, that was all.
One day while diving off of the Florida coast they find a submerged plane that
held a unique invention. They recovered a time machine that looked like a smart
phone, in a waterproof case. The adventures accelerate through the book as Toni
keeps working at the hospital. Matthew gets bored, and finds another lover in
2031. In the book he acquires a black Pomeranian named Mr. Peabody. The two of
them travel back and forth as Matthew is torn between his two lovers. This is a
book that will make you laugh and cry, and still go to sleep with happy
thoughts.
Page 3
Toni
took her last drink of coffee and walked into the head. She started ringing out
our clothes, and hanging them up to dry. I watched her as her towel flexed and
stretched as she bent down to pick up more clothes. She had a boyfriend but he hated
boats, and Toni and I had been friends since we were kids. She sailed with me
any time that I needed a partner.
The rain continued pounding on the fiberglass
as the wind whistled through the cables.
The boat squeaked against the fenders as we bounced back and forth off
of the dock.
Toni and I just sat silently looking at each other trying to detect a
sign of fear. It was like we could be brave as long as the other one was not
worried. The rain wasn’t letting up and we decided to spend the night on the
boat and try to go home in the morning.
I
gave Toni a t-shirt to sleep in and I was good in my swim trunks. The back
cabin was full of dive gear and tools so the V-berth was the only sleeping area
available without doing a conversion on the galley table.
“Can I sleep with you tonight?” said Toni.
“I’ve been trying to get you to sleep with me since you were fourteen!”
I said.
“Seriously!” she said.
“I
am serious!” as I laughed and went into the V-berth.
Page 42
In the morning all the friendly faces and
business people were back on the streets.
We pulled the anchor and sailed out of the bay with a strong wind
working in our favor. We set a rough course for 45° N-NE, off the tip of Jamaica
which should take us right between Cuba and Haiti. Once again the ocean was co-operative the
winds were strong and we were making great time as the Valerian pounded through
the waves. As we got closer to the southwest
peninsula of Haiti we watched two fishing boats sitting idly in the water ahead
of us. We had also been watching a
fishing boat that had been following us since we left Jamaica. I had a nervous feeling about the situation
and had Toni bring the 12 gauge up on the deck.
I showed her how to use it just in case. I told her that in a worst-case scenario if
she becomes trapped in the cabin the flare guns are also a convenient weapon.
“Just try to shoot away from the boat and not set our boat on fire. But in a piracy situation just do anything
you have to do to survive.” as I looked seriously into her eyes.
The
two fishing boats ahead of us started maneuvering into different
locations. I watched through my
binoculars and realized that they were not fishing. I saw a man with a handgun fairly clear. The boat behind us was too far away to see,
but I could make out four or five black men standing in the boat looking toward
us. I had no doubt in my mind now that
we were about to be pirated. I tightened
up the sails and increased our speed hoping that we could outdistance the third
boat and possibly deal with the other two.
As we got closer, Toni was using the binoculars and told me that she
made out a shotgun and a long rifle. We
sat in the cockpit staring at each other with the boat on autopilot.
“There is no way we’re going to get out of this.” I said to her.
“I
know…… but let's take as many of them with us as we can!” said Toni calmly.
I
was impressed that she was so brave in such a dire situation. It kind of gave me an adrenaline boost and
suddenly an idea popped into my head.
“Toni! Help me drop the sails…
NOW!” as I ran across the cockpit and started releasing halyards. The sails fell in a disorganized manner as I
kicked off the autopilot and brought the bow into the wind. As Toni tied the mainsail to the boom I
released the jib and started pulling the furling sheets as the jib rolled
up. The Valerian now set dead in the
water and was turning to the East as the wind struck the hull. Toni just kept looking at me trying to figure
out what I was thinking. I think she
thought that I had lost my mind and was surrendering.
I
ran below deck and brought the Wa-Bak machine up into the cockpit. I was pushing buttons as Toni got finished
and sat down beside me. She watched what
I was doing and started smiling. She
understood now!
“COME ON!!!!! COME ON!!!! I NEED COORDINATES!!!!!! COME ON!!!!!!”
“YEAH!!!!!!!....... WE HAVE A LOCATION!”
“Toni… I don't know if this is going to work, but we have nothing to
lose!” as I set the doughnut size at 150 feet.
When it prompted me for location. I handed the machine to Toni and
looked at the chart plotter. I entered
SAVED WAYPOINTS, and found the coordinates from the airplane crash. With those coordinates now on the chart
plotter screen, I copied them into the Wa-Bak machine. I sat in the cockpit floor and pulled Toni
down between my legs. I wrapped my arms
and legs around her, and told her to press ENTER. Suddenly we were in sight of the Florida
coast line as the waves splashed ten foot into the air all the way around the
Valerian.
“I
bet we are the first people that ever dropped a 34’ foot sailboat into the
ocean!” as we both laughed and rocked back and forth in happiness.
“I
would like to see what those pirates are doing right now!” said Toni, as she
giggled and laughed at the thought.
It was a long
time before we even stood up. Neither of
us could quite comprehend what we had just done.
Page 90
Matthew
is with Nastasya in 2031
I
stood in the window and admired the view. I could see hundreds of miles out
across the ocean.
“This is beautiful!” and I turned around, “and so are you.” as she
seductively lay on the bed.
I
kissed her lightly on the lips and as I pushed her legs apart with my hand. I
felt that she was already wet and she jumped as I gently rubbed her. I
relocated my body and took my time making love to her. I brought her up several
times, but made her wait until I was there with her.
“Are you on the pill?” I whispered.
“THE PILL?..... You aren’t taking your male contraceptive?” as she
jerked out from under me and sat on the pillows.
“NO?” I said, “Male contraceptive? Hold on…. I have a condom in my
shorts,” as I went into the other room and got it.
She watched attentively and giggled as I rolled it down @%&K
“You act like you have never seen a condom before?”
“I
haven’t!” as she pushed me onto my back
and climbed on top of it.
We
played catch up for the next few minutes and after teasing me like I had teased
her, she kept it going and we both had a great climax in two part harmony. We
lie in the bed just holding on to each other. Nastasya was deep into her
thoughts.
“Was it not good for you?” as
I pulled her face closer to me.
“Oh! That was fantastic! I was thinking about other things.” as she
smiled.
“Like you not
knowing about male contraceptives. That has been standard Government Issue
since I was a child. And you didn’t have a card
for Ever Bank Credits. And all of that paper
money you were carrying…. and the Government House saying that you were born in
1983?”
“Nastasya! Stop!..... I am not
from your time. I have a boat in Gallows Bay in 2013. I have the ability to
travel through time… with slight restrictions.”
“A
time traveler? You have spent too much time in the theaters!” as she got up and
put on a big flannel shirt.
I
walked over to her and hugged her as she looked deeply into my eyes.
“You really are! It is the only answer.” as she sat down onto the floor.
I sat down with her and we discussed the differences in her world and mine for
the next few hours.
One
of the most interesting things that she told me was how the greedy oil barons
back in the 2020’s, had priced themselves almost out of business and most cars
and trucks now ran off of propane like her car. Almost all the countries had
propane reserves and prices stayed cheap. I made a note of the biggest
producers and thought I would invest, in my world. I looked at my watch and the
sadly looked at Nastasya.
“What?” as she smiled at me.
“It’s time
for me to go.” as I stood up and sat on the bed.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Preview of:
The Last Twenty-Two-Feet
by Alexander D. Banyan
David Nerezza, a Cincinnati Ohio based architect, is
awarded a contract to rebuild the old Giancana Building in Walnut Hills. As he absorbed
into the project he painstakingly discovers a beautiful recluse, Alison, living on the thirteenth floor
of the twelve story building. She is darkly erotic and introduces David into a
new world of excitement. He learns that she is the sole survivor of Sam
Giancana, a deceased Chicago Gangster.
This book explores relationships on
the dark side. Once David’s mind was opened up, his creativity was engaged. He
falls in love with a Cincinnati Art student, Ivery Summerdale, and is torn between her world and Alison’s. Ivery
and David adopt a daughter which puts a whole new twist on the story line.
This book has an embedded secondary
story of the after effects on sexually abused children. You have to read very
slowly to find a sane person in this book. This book is not for the Sunday
meetings, or narrow minded readers. Approach with CAUTION! Alex Banyan
Excerpts from “The Last Twenty-Two-Feet”
By Alexander
D. Banyan
Page 14
The
doors opened onto the roof as birds flew from their roost and startled me.
There were signs that people had used the roof like a private patio, and I
walked to the edge and looked down at the streets. I walked across to the other
side and looked down at the river. I held on carefully and leaned out far
enough to see the window with the cardboard. There was in fact about thirty
feet between it, and where I stood. I found a string that was tied between a
post and the elevator building. I untied it and found a piece of steel that I
tied to one end. I dropped the string down to the window and then pulled it
back to where I estimated the ceiling would be. I tied a knot at that point,
and rolled up the string and put it in my jacket pocket. I took the elevator
back to the foyer and found a tape measure in a leather pouch left by one of
the carpenters.
“Twenty-two
feet? Twenty-two fucking feet? Where are you?” I said aloud.
I
went back to the elevator and went to the tenth floor and stopped. I pushed
eleven, and timed it to a full stop. I pushed twelve, and timed it to a full
stop. Each time it took about eighteen seconds. I turned my security key and
hit ROOF.................... DING! Thirty-two seconds later?
Page 148
The
plane sat down softly on the runway in Dayton, Ohio. We had been walking around airports all day
and were tired and short tempered. We retrieved our original luggage and the
additional two bags that we bought for the extras. We hooked them all together
and went to the shuttle area to be transported back to our car. While the car was here I had them detail
inside and out and change the oil. It looked like a showroom car as they pulled
it up to the office and handed me the keys.
We
drove down I-75 with only the sound of the motor. No one reached for the radio,
and no one had anything to say. As we passed Sharonville and were getting
closer to home, I reached over and put my hand on Ivery’s leg. She came back to
reality and put her hand on my hand.
“That
was the best vacation I have ever had.” She said.
“Good........
I like to know that I am on your mind as you fraternize with all the college
grads, and advertising millionaires.”
“You
are Jealous!” as she smiled at me.
“Hell
ya! The most beautiful girl in the world hangs out with me for two weeks and
then leaves me cold as she runs away to fame and fortune.” I said without
taking my eyes off of the road.
“I
know...” she said quietly, “You know I
love you... I have never told anyone that.” she said.
“GOOD!”
and I smiled at her.
Page 38
“Alison................ Alison!” as I went
through the rooms.
I couldn’t find her any place. She knew
that I was coming today? I went down the hallway that led to her father’s room.
I opened the door slowly and reached around the corner for a light switch.
“SSSSSSShhhhhhhhhhhhh! Be very quiet! They
may hear us!” she whispered.
“Who may hear us?” I asked
“The other people.”
“What other people? I asked.
“Daddy’s friends.” As she looked outside
of the door and pulled it shut. She locked the door and led me to the old
Victorian couch across from the bed. She lit a candle by the headboard and got
a pair of leather restraints. She raised my hands out in front of me as I
visualized a great game starting. I held my hands out to her as she tightened
the buckles. She pulled the rope that was attached to it as I stood and
followed. She stepped up onto a chair that had been located in the middle of
the room under a big brass ring that was secured into the concrete ceiling with
a big eye bolt. She ran the rope through the ring as she stepped back down and
pulled the rope. I stepped onto the chair as my arms went almost to the
ceiling. She tied the loose end to the massive black bed post, and pulled the
chair from under me.
“AAAAAAA!! This is NOT fun! As my body
spun on the rope...... Alison! Get me down.”
She got the cat of nine tails and slapped
me hard with it across my back.
“QUIET...... No one can help you
here!...... Just me!” as she laughed.
She opened my shirt and removed everything
else. She stood the chair back up and sat in it as she sucked my cock to get me hard. I was
scared, and it took her a while, but finally my whore cock gave in and stuck straight out. She
found a small wooden slat like a stir stick, and made a game of spinning me and
seeing if she could swat my cockas it spun past. I was dizzy and angry.
“ALISON!....... This is enough! “I yelled.
“I told you be quiet!.................
They will hear you.” As she took duct tape and put it over my mouth.
“I panicked and swung the rope with my
jerking body only to aggravate Alison worse. She got the candle and held it
under my shrinking cock.
“I will burn you! If you are bad.” As I
felt the heat singeing the hair on my balls.
I shook my head as she removed the candle.
She saw that
I was having trouble breathing and pulled the duct tape as I squinted my eyes
in pain.
“ALISON PLEASE!” as the heat increased.
She removed the candle and slapped my cock with the stick again.
“I told you to be quiet.......... they
will hear us!”
“Alison.......... I have to pee.” I said
embarrassed.
She smiled at me and put the chair under
my feet. She went back to the toy drawer and got out what looked like a weight
lifter’s belt and pulled it tightly around my waist. She buckled it in the back
and unclipped my left hand from the restraint. She then clipped the wrist strap
to one of the d-rings on the sides. Once that hand was secured, she did the
same to my other hand and helped me off of the chair. She led me into the
bathroom and turned on the light. I was about to explode, but I couldn’t hold
my dick with the belt
restraints.
“Alison!” as I looked down at my cock.
She giggled and put her body against my
back. She wrapped her arms around me and held my cock aimed at the toilet. As I finally got it to
work, she aimed pretty well.
“Now shake it!” as we both laughed.
This is a hard book to
choose excerpts from. It goes so many different directions in its 266 pages,
that I felt multiple cuts were necessary.
Alex Banyan
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