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The Plot Thickens?

                           
by The Urban Blabbermouth
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Synopsis of a novel I shall never write --  I saw on the TV News that some students invented a nail polish that would detect date rape drug in a drink.  Just dip your finger and you would know.  Nail polish implies that it's men who sneak the drug into women's drinks.  Got to wondering under what conditions would a woman sneak a date rape drug into a man's drink.  Clearly not for sex, well not exactly....


Jennifer kept stroking his maleness.  It just would not co-operate as hard as she tried and the man was not co-operating either, asleep as he was.   Her plan was just not working out and she would have to start over again.

Jennifer met the man in the bar of his Chicago hotel.  She had been researching him and took to following him so she could plan her entry point into his life.  The man was John Rich, and he was rich.  That was the point, to find a rich man and have sex with him.   It was a rather common plan.  He was her first mark and if this worked, her last.  She would make enough money from this plan to have the life style she wanted.

Jennifer read in The Wall Street Journal that his company, Rich Black Box Investments, was planning to take over another company in Chicago.  She followed him there.  Jennifer sat next to him in the hotel bar and chatted with him while she slipped Rohypnol into his drink.  She heard he was faithful to his wife but her plan needed him to cheat.

Jennifer kept stroking his maleness.  Damn drug, she thought as she felt his maleness swell a bit in her hand.  At last we are getting somewhere, when the soft part started to spurt.  Grabbing for her purse, she extracted a test tube and collected the sperm.  That's the gold she wanted.  This was worth a lot of money.  Wryly, Jennifer reflected, This is what they did with thoroughbred horses before selling their sperm to the highest bidder.  Jennifer was thrilled.  She worried that he had sex with his wife and he would be out of sperm.  The test tube was full.  Lucky.  Jennifer left the room and left John Rich sleeping on the bed.  Tomorrow, she would meet with the women who were the next part of her plan.

The Plan, how simple it was -- just get a rich man to father five children with five women and have him pay millions in support.  Five women impregnated in one night of debauchery.  John Rich would claim that he was faithful to his wife and that he never slept with anyone.  No one would believe him.  The Rohypnol insured that he would not remember much of anything and the DNA would prove him the father.   Jennifer, acting as broker and agent, would collect fifty percent of the settlement with the mothers.  Tiger Woods was her inspiration,  Ten women and not one of them had his baby.  She shook her head, Wasted opportunity.

John Rich was not a kind man and he did not want to be.  He firmly believed, Behind every great fortune lies a crime.  In his case, many crimes, carefully hidden.  He had a belief that what was his was his, and should always remain so.  Jennifer did not know this.  She did not know that John Rich would never pay the mothers any support for his children.  Instead, he would take the children.  They were after all... his.  This shortfall in her knowledge would cost lives.


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