CURING DOCTOR VINCENT AUDIO BOOK RELEASE PARTY FAN PARTICIPATION STORY REVEAL

If you missed the EPIC Curing Doctor Vincent Release Party, I feel sorry for you.  🙁  No really…  We missed you. 🙂  But you can read it all, right here – CLICK HERE TO BE FASHIONABLY LATE TO THE PARTY

BUT IF YOU DID ATTEND THE PARTY…  I have the moment you’ve been waiting for!!!!!

HERE WAS THE CHARGE:

Let’s heat things up!!!!

Help bring the scene to life! Your own audio book experience!

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It’s time to do a little Curing Doctor Vincent impromptu fan fiction- you complete the story! The nice thing about fan fiction is that you can start anywhere and change the story – so no spoilers – YAY!.

For this exercise, I’m using an abridged version of the beginning of Tasting Paris, a short story featuring the doctor, Sebastian, Marco and Elaine that is part of the Just Desserts Collection – (Click the cover above to order) which releases next Monday (Available now!). But instead of finishing the story as published, I tossed in a little hiccup to make it truly unique. After the event, Erin and Noah will take the feedback and narrate a short impromptu story based on the responses below. It will be posted sometime in the next few weeks, after the event. And yes, you can be a naughty as you like.

TASTING PARIS – Fanfic version

“You know, for spending a week in Paris, I didn’t get to see much of the city.” I tried not to sound petulant to the three men standing with me in the elevator. Regardless, it was a tragedy I spent an entire week in the gorgeous cosmopolitan district and never saw the Louvre, ate an éclair in a quaint pastry shop or tried my hand at tempting a street mime.

Dr. Xavier Vincent’s hot breath tickled my ear. “I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not. I promise to take you back to Paris soon.”

“You know how impatient I can be. I plan on holding you to your word.”

“Of that, I have no doubt. You keep me honest. It’s one of the things I love about you. And this…” He cupped me between the legs and applied pressure with his large hand and long fingers, caressing my already throbbing center. “…is another.”

The elevator ding sounded on every floor. Marco, with his six-feet, four inches of model-quality handsomeness—wavy, black hair, body builder physique, and radiant olive skin—grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. “You got to see and experience the most impressive parts of Paris.”

Another ding.

I laughed. “Marco, you’re Italian, not French.”

“Exactly. The best thing in France is the Italian.” He wiggled his hips, pressing harder into my palm.

Sebastian, who looked more like a Scandinavian Viking than a Frenchman, with his blond, short-cropped hair and tall, athletic build, scoffed. “Ignore the impostor, Elaine. I can assure you, this is one hundred percent French.” He grabbed my other hand and placed it on the hard spot between his legs.

Before I could respond, the elevator jerked to a halt. The hum of the overhead light ceased, the screeching of the old belts silenced and darkness enveloped us.

Marco was the first to speak. “Guess they were serious about those rolling blackouts. We might as well get comfortable, it’s going to be a few hours. The generator doesn’t support this part of the building.”

“Just great… What are we going to do now?” I sighed.

In a far too cheery tone, Sebastian snaked his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear, “I have an idea…”

NOW IT’S YOUR TURN… WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

Disclaimer:
I understand that by participating I waive my rights to my contributions here and understand that characters, setting and story belong to Renea Mason and are being used with her permission for the purpose of this promotional exercise, but that permission does extend beyond this exercise. By participating, I understand Renea Mason holds the rights to reproduce, in any form, the embellishments to the Curing Doctor Vincent (copyright Renea Mason 2015) story added to this Facebook post. I understand that my words may or may not be used as part of the recording and may be changed, added to or omitted in the final product. I understand that there will be no individual acknowledgement as part of the recording and that Erin deWard and Noah Michael Levine will have final say on what is and is not included in the recording as part of their impromptu reading.

In a nutshell… Nobody’s getting paid. Your words may or may not be recorded verbatim or at all. This is all for fun. Dr. Vincent and the gang still belong to me and always will.

THE RESULT:

CLICK THE PLAY BUTTON TO LISTEN – 18+ only please

I think Noah may have had just a little too much fun with this.  🙂  Thanks to him for this idea and for the title, too.  🙂

Again thanks to Erin and Noah, who took the impromptu story, combined my words and the participants words, along with their own, narrated them and made something… truly… ahhhh…  entertaining.  🙂  I would strongly advise against driving or drinking anything while listening to this.  It could be hazardous to your health.

What do you think?  Leave me a comment below!