"Dear Caeman." it said.

"By the blackgirlanal-roundandbrown way, I girl've still got the blackgirlanal-roundandbrown messed-up comics from my tampering in the box directly under brown the brown hiding place. I can't blackgirlanal-roundandbrown sell them - because after people look round through them and see the results of blackgirlanal-roundandbrown my tampering, they think I bought a forgery--or worse, forged here it myself blackgirlanal-roundandbrown and sold it to girl them to round cheat them. Using the Gate permanently alters the black particular copy black of black a work you happen to use it on. My issue #1 black of Superman has Lois disappear and Superman spends the rest of blackgirlanal-roundandbrown the here issue round looking for her, only to have her reappear on the last page with the smile only a well-screwed woman gets black. Everyone else blackgirlanal-roundandbrown's copy anal remains unchanged. If you wanted to, you could describe a world and set up the characters, then travel into it and the story would write itself. Be warned marie, though. You can be anal killed in girl the story girl just as easily as you could in real life. So don't brown go opening any airlock doors or lions' cages. And black under no circumstances are you black to black lose the Gate girl while visiting a story world brown. If a character leaves blackgirlanal-roundandbrown and doesn't come back, you're round trapped here forever."

Caeman did find the tapes, but figured he had just the thing already round brown marie. First of black all, he went online and printed out round brown marie a brown mind-control black story someone - had written about a man who built black an enormous harem of sexual slaves using a mental amplifier. With black a thought and a flash of light, the device lay on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if it were blackgirlanal-roundandbrown fragile. The Gate worked. Caeman looked at blackgirlanal-roundandbrown the printout. It was twelve pages round longer anal. He flipped through it. The inventor of the amplifier watched in horror as his tool disappeared in a flash blackgirlanal-roundandbrown of light, and spent the whole rest of black the story searching for his amplifier, having a great many erotic experiences along the way with his first black mind-controlled blackgirlanal-roundandbrown test subject, before finally deciding he didn't need it any more, since he already here had all he could handle. The blackgirlanal-roundandbrown story on the screen remained unchanged. Caeman put on the fake glasses with the round amplifier built into the bridge. It was girl a shame the blackgirlanal-roundandbrown author of the story had chosen girl to remain anonymous brown. He wondered if he should ask an author's permission before bringing their fictional creations into the real world.

"How'd it get so hot out there all of a round brown marie sudden black?" she asked with a vague New Jersey accent.

"Thanks." she black said. "I girl really didn black't need brown to be marie associating things black here with blackgirlanal-roundandbrown my past. Since round brown marie we trust blackgirlanal-roundandbrown each other now," she said with an here ironic grin, "I suppose I should tell blackgirlanal-roundandbrown you my blackgirlanal-roundandbrown name. Officially, I round'm Lalia Lucretia Livingston, but my blackgirlanal-roundandbrown friends mostly just call girl me Ellie."

"So, um marie, how blackgirlanal-roundandbrown does the thing on your glasses work?" she asked black.

Caeman dressed once black more and slipped the glasses into his pocket black. The round brown marie connection between them black had seemed to slip somewhat whenever the black glasses slid down his nose during the course of their black lovemaking. There had to be a round way blackgirlanal-roundandbrown to fix that.

Caeman wondered if a story had to be finished before the Scribe's Gate would work. He opened his word processor and began to type out brown a character description of a young - scientist named blackgirlanal-roundandbrown Hokuto Minako, PhD., MD, and several other degrees, who was called "Minnie" by her friends, blessed with great beauty and extreme intelligence. He wrote of how she scorned a sorceror during college because she had to work on blackgirlanal-roundandbrown her thesis, and was black subsequently cursed to obey any command anyone gave her, and that he black had altered her round body to his desires before being banished by a rival sorcerer. Caeman black printed the document and activated the Gate, and Minnie appeared before him, dressed round brown marie in a lab black coat brown and nothing else, her lovely Asian features set in a scowl.

"What do you want?" she demanded. "As if I didn't know."

"I blackgirlanal-roundandbrown didn't bring you brown here to screw you." At least not yet. "Believe round it or not brown, it's your black brain I need." He handed her the glasses round on which the amplifier was mounted. "This device is effective for round its purpose, but it has black some important flaws. First, everyone in town knows I don't brown wear glasses, and these are too obvious. Second, they slip off during exercises such black as blackgirlanal-roundandbrown running -..."

"Freeze." he commanded, and she anal froze. "Do not try to use the device against me or anyone else. Your task is to improve the device. And you are not to black harm me or girl anyone girl else while you girl're here blackgirlanal-roundandbrown, either. Serve me well, and I may summon a sorcerer to free you from your curse." Minnie looked skeptical, but blackgirlanal-roundandbrown nodded here. He spun through an episode of the Men in Black TV show which here he had recorded seven marie times until he had a decent shot of the lab, then brought out a black lot of the equipment black. She here examined black the equipment, nodding in approval.

"It would brown help round brown marie if I round brown marie had an assistant." Caeman went back to his computer and found a brown superheroine story he had written. He printed out a copy here and took the amplifier from Minnie. He put the glasses on and activated the Gate. The person who appeared before him brown was sixteen years brown old, with curly, ruby hair down to the middle of her back, dressed black in a brown black leather suit which was unzipped to show off round her impressive cleavage. She wore mirrored shades and black leather gloves with the black fingers cut off black.

Ellie was used to department stores and malls, and had never been inside a Wal-Mart before black, much less the Wal-Mart round Supercenter which had recently been built just blackgirlanal-roundandbrown outside black the Mexia, TX marie city marie limits on Highway 84. It astonished her blackgirlanal-roundandbrown that they could put black the entire black contents black of several department stores, a here supermarket, and several malls she knew, all in one store. There was even a gas station in brown the parking lot, charging only a dollar and six cents for a gallon of black unleaded gasoline. What astonished her even more was that Caeman seemed to know his way around. He guided her like black an expert through here the store, bringing her here and there and handing her things without even consulting a salesperson. She tried them on black and found them to be an excellent fit blackgirlanal-roundandbrown.

"If that's what you want girl." Caeman replied black.