Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 05:12:47 +0000
From: admin@fallenangelofdeathproductions.com
Subject: The Best Intentions Chapter One

Chapter 1: BIG WHOOPSIE


The Best Intentions

Even those with the best intentions are doomed to fail. This was the curse
that I seemed to doom myself with. Before I get started you should know my
name is David I am one of Dr MaKay's research assistants or should I say
shouting doll. Because that's what I feel like whenever I leave the lab of
the night.

But I had a respite from the chaos of Atlantis in my room I had my laptop
ready and waiting to finish the novel I was working on. The same novel that
no one would ever see because I had let my imagination run wild.

Wild imagination that's what I am going to call it more like sexual
dreaming but from now on the Imagination is what I'm going to call it. So I
had been working on this novel for some time it was good even though I
absolutely sucked at grammar and punctuation the actual story line was
good. Tonight's chapter I was going to write was the chapter I had been
looking forward to the most the one where me and Major Sheppard where going
do "work out" horizontally, if you get the gist of it.

The chapter had been running through my head all day and the story plot
points I had all worked out.

WHERE: Control Room

WHEN: After Dark

The perfect setting for a erotic chapter.

2 hours later...

Finally the chapter was done o what a feeling it was when I felt the chill
down my spine the one that comes when you accomplish something that was
stuck in your head that you had to get out. Now it is time to save this
sucker

On this word processor I went file and clicked save or what I thought was
save when I realised that I had actually clicked submit to network. This
could be a problem as anything that went on the network was fair game and
anyone could read it but not only that once something is on the network you
cannot delete it or change it. I'm dumbfounded how could I make this happen
I have singlehandedly destroyed my carer and screwed my life up in ways I
can yet imagine.

This was all to much I slumped over to my bed and crawled under the covers
what would tomorrow bring? Who knows but I don't want to face it at the
moment



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