Authors: S.L. Carpenter
It's Alive (6 page)
Inga had to go get a patch for her eye because when they were dressing Steve Inga pulled the pants up and his cock poked her in the eye. She didn’t mind so much but said, “This reaffirms why I’m a lesbian.”
The disguise worked, and Mary walked with Steve through the parking lot to her car. It was a new beginning for everyone involved. Steve had been reborn after death and Mary had found her perfect mate. She almost felt like a proud parent and was looking forward to
teaching her new creation everything.
As they drove away, Inga smiled from the steps of the lab and and waved goodbye.
The End
Author’s Note: Really? You thought I was going to end it like that? This is ME remember…
Sometimes getting all you wish for has its downside.
Mary and Steve were like rabbits for the better part of six months. Steve was a sex machine on overdrive and fucked Mary constantly. He ate, slept and fucked her every day. She ended up with a misaligned hip and bowlegs from the constant abuse to her pelvic girdle.
They made some home porno movies, but after re-watching them Mary didn’t like how she looked. She was convinced her ass looked fat.
She ended up renting Steve out to women. She was so worn out from sex she couldn’t take it anymore. Her pussy had calluses and her jaw was out of whack. She needed a break and after a few Facebook friends talked to her about their own sexual needs, she realized it would be easier to let Steve do his thing but at least get paid for it.
Franken-Cock Industries was born.
Only bad thing is, like all men he lost a little zest over time and she had to devise a way to recharge him. So she developed a USB charger that connects the head of his cock to any household outlet. There’s also a version that works with the cigarette lighter of any car and charges his gift up for those make-out sessions in the back seat.
He is now the base model for the battery-operated-boyfriend.
Inga decided she needed a change. She started writing lesbian porn, based on her adventures, and went on to become a bestseller. Her book,
69 Ways To Eat-Out Your Lover
, hit the top spot and stayed there for three months.
It was optioned by a top Hollywood studio for an absurd amount of money after a record-breaking bidding war, and right after that Inga invested in her own private island. She built a hideaway for herself and Mary, where they held occasional parties for invited guests only.
The tabloids noted that these guests tended to be either beautiful, wealthy women, or extremely handsome, well-hung, young athletes. They had bungalows built along the beach and their own security to keep paparazzi away. There was always at least a three-year wait to get on the highly-coveted guest list.
Five years later, the world was stunned by the release of the “i-Cock” from the Franken-Cock Corporation, resulting from a partnership with a high tech company.
A lifelike robot that was able to fulfill every woman's dreams. At the touch of the remote (batteries sold separately) your robot would vacuum, fill and/or empty the dishwasher, do the laundry and—if you purchased the upgraded 128 Gig version with universal GPS—would drive your car...picking up kids, dropping off dry cleaning, doing soccer practice trips and car pooling.
It sold out within two weeks and is now in its third release.
Inga desperately wanted to create one for the lesbian community. But the slightly more conservative business partner executives wouldn’t let her use the word “i-Cunt”.
Guess not all the stiffs are in the morgue…
About The Author
S.L. Carpenter is a born and raised California. And yes, HE is a guy in case you were wondering. The creative gene got a double whammy when he came along, since in addition to writing wickedly warped stories, he’s also the creator of countless magnificent cover art images. Both skills travel comfortably together with him wherever he goes, since not only do readers recognize his name from his off-beat backlist of nearly thirty novels, but writers welcome him as a friend who clothes their ‘children’ and helps sell their books.
Married to the same wonderful woman for going on three decades and the father of three kids, Scott describes his wife as his “inspiration”. High praise indeed, since he’s been inspired to write some of the most unique erotic tales, ranging from the misadventures of lustful cavemen, to the improbable goings-on in outer space. His favorite genre is that of contemporary romance, and in that section you’ll find humor (always), alongside a touch of heartbreak and a strong helping of redemption.
And sizzling hot sex, of course. Scott’s realistic characters and unusual storylines have helped him develop a voice that stands out from the crowd. He’s not afraid to take chances, keep his characters real and deal with things like the after effects of burritos during intimate encounters. Yep, that’s
real!
If you’d like to know more about S.L. Carpenter and his writing, he’d like to invite you to check out the following resources.
His website:
(List of books, biography, odds and ends…the usual stuff, but helpful if you’re looking for anything in particular)
His Facebook page:
facebook.com/slscott.carpenter
Feel free to “friend him” and enjoy some of the funniest stuff out there.
His blog:
Not the most prolific of bloggers (once a year if the stars are aligned correctly) you might still find something amusing from Scott here.
List of Publications
(please visit your preferred eBook vendor for these titles. They are all available at the usual outlets.)
Full Service
Owned
So Into You*
Whispers in the Dark*
Hired Help*
Remember When
Suite 69*
Showing Off*
Princesses Gone Wild*
Need You Now
Love Song
Amuse Me
Coming Attractions*
Betty and the Beast
Strange Lust
More Lust
Naked Lust
Dark Lust
Dark Lord – Origins
Dark Lord – Souls
Lady Luck*
Toys 4 Us
Learning to Live Again
Broken
Detour*
In the End
Partners In Passion I – Eleanor and Justin*
Partners in Passion II – No Limits*
Partners In Passion III – Pure Sin*
Slippery When Wet
*Several titles are co-written with writer and friend Sahara Kelly. Recently they have collaborated on another endeavor – they began their own graphics company. P and N Graphics produces cover art, various designs for logos, brands and promotional materials, and offers authors and others in the world of books a chance to develop their own graphic projects. Please feel free to visit them online at
Always busy, either doing some of his amazing artwork, taking care of his family duties or working full time, Scott still manages to squeeze in some valuable hours writing the stories his readers adore. Here’s a look at one of his most recent releases. It is part of the
WORKING STIFFS
series he’s sharing with co-writer Sahara Kelly.
HIRED HELP
kicked off this series, followed by Sahara’s
OPEN HOUSE
. This is the third book and there will definitely be a fourth coming down the pike before too long. Readers can never get enough S.L.Carpenter stories…
Here’s a peek…
FULL SERVICE
(Working Stiffs Book 3)
S.L. Carpenter
Excerpt…
It was a pleasant ride to dinner in Tyler’s classic car. He talked about it a lot and was obviously very proud of his restoration. She listened with interest and found herself relaxing into the whole idea of a real date.
Having agreed on a popular Mexican restaurant, they sat at their table slowly picking their way through their order.
“I’m telling you, this food is the bomb.”
Rachel stared at him in puzzlement. “I’ve never seen anyone eat tacos like that before.” Of course her lust-filled mind wondered if his thick tongue ate everything that way. If so, she was a dead woman. But at least she’d go with a smile on her face.
“Anything worth eating is worth savoring every bite.”
His wicked grin made her smile. “Oh really?”
“It’s one of my weaknesses.” He shrugged. “Just being honest.”
Rachel let out a deep sigh and crossed her legs. “I don’t want to seem forward or anything Tyler, but my reasons for asking you out were kinda selfish. I haven’t really had a good relationship in a long time and I’m getting tired of waiting for Mr. Right to come along and find me. I’m looking for Mr. Right Now.”
She paused, wanting to see his reaction to what she was saying.
“Go on”, he nodded.
“You seem like a nice guy. Working a steady job, and let’s face it, you’re pretty damn hot.” She felt herself blush as a flash of heat darted through her body. “Those uniforms don’t do you justice.”
“Why thank you.” He paused. “What are you looking for, Rachel?”
“Honestly? I’m tired of hearing about all these amazing affairs and all this stuff in books and movies. I finally realized that what I wanted was to take control and be an aggressive woman. For once in my life I want to grab some beefcake and, well, fuck him and move on. Like a one night stand.”
“So I’m your beefcake? You’re just gonna use me, screw me and kick me to the curb?”
“I don’t know Tyler. It seems that I’m not really like that, in spite of all my big talk. Deep down I’m a romantic but just once I want to experience the type of fantasy I’ve been reading about. The kind of mind-blowing stuff I’ve never had.”
“Well, I’m okay with it if you want to know. I’m not used to being used for sex but I’d be willing to take one for the team. It’s gonna be a sacrifice, but…” He stopped and shook his head, then continued. “Usually I’m the type to go on a few dates and then maybe something happens, but that’s after a couple hundred bucks on dinners, and countless calls and texts. You spend all your time wondering what to do, only to end up getting dumped for some asshole in the bar.”
“You’re too modest. You’re a good-looking guy. I’m sure you get hit on all the time.”
He shrugged. “I get girls saying things, and I figure it’s a compliment. But it’s nothing. Just flirting. Probably trying to get their car fixed cheap by flashing a smile and batting their eyelashes.”
“I can’t believe you don’t go out and pick up women. I don’t know you that well, but I can see you hitting the bars with a bunch of guys on the prowl. What are some of the lines you use?”
“God this is embarrassing. Let me think of a couple the guys say. Oh I know, ‘With a chassis like that I bet you’re a great ride.’”
“That’s pathetic.”
“Hmm, okay, another one. ‘Hey baby, you look like you could use an oil change and I have the perfect dip stick.’”
She groaned and shook her head. “You would say that? Seriously?”
“Oh hell no. The only line I tried was, ‘Hey baby, want to get a lube job?’ Which got me slapped by the way.”
Rachel laughed. “Tyler, why did you agree to go out with me?”
“Because when a pretty woman asks you out, you take her out.”
“Good answer.”
You can read the rest of Rachel and Tyler’s story in FULL SERVICE by S.L. Carpenter. Now on sale at all your favorite eBook vendors.
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