Thread: Brother's Big Secret  [PF & Rapedoll]

RE When Two Worlds Collide... PF Rapedoll The sounds of Logan simply being himself had never been a problem before Rose moved into the downstairs duplex with her mother and her new step-father. Logans father had never heard any of it because of how well the duplex was made and the effort that had gone into insulating between the first floors ceiling and the second floors flooring. Unfortunately for Rose, she had selected the room directly below Logans bedroom as her own and despite the quality of the duplex, it would appear that the sounds of Logans everyday life could penetrate into the rooms directly below him if just slightly. It was nearly eight o clock that night when Logan stepped out of his home to fetch his entertainment for the evening. He had taken a nice, long shower, washed his hair, shaved, and brushed his teeth. Between the subtle scent of his shower gel and his cologne, he smelt about as fresh as he felt. Though this was all very routine to him after years of nightlife, something about tonight just felt different. Perhaps it was the air of taboo surrounding his desired company. It wasnt enough to just feel and smell clean and ready for the night ahead Logan had to look the part as well. He had slicked his hair back to give it that wind-swept look that seemed to get him a fair share of looks on its own. Normally, he would let the wind to it naturally by putting the top down on his dark blue corvette or riding his Harley but he wouldnt actually be traveling tonight. His attire was neat and clean, both stain and wrinkle free. Black leather steel-toed boots disappeared beneath the legs of standard blue denim jeans. A tight, black tee-shirt wrapped around his torso. It, too, disappeared into his jeans, tucked in as though the wearer was a real gentleman. The young Logan made a dangerously convincing wolf in sheep's clothing. If looks could kill then Logan would be one hell of a secret weapon. On top of the looks, hed have the brains to use them, martial skills that could break bones, and one hell of a shot with just about any fire-arm that you gave him a few minutes to get comfortable with. His ego might be a little bit of a weakness but most women that he took interest in seemed to be attracted to that cocky and confident attitude. Confident that the night would end in his favor, Logan made his way down the stairs on the side of the duplex. He walked right by the small building containing his bike and ignored his corvette completely. This would be the first time in months that hed actually knocked on his fathers door, Logan thought to himself as he rounded the corner and moved up the walkway. This would be the first time in moths that Logan acknowledged that he had a neighbor and the man of the house wouldnt even be home. He couldnt help but be mildly amused by the thought. Before Logan realized, he was standing in front of the large, solid oak door that lead into his fathers home. The young man had a key to the door but knowing that there was someone home made him raise his hand and knock upon the door. He didnt live here, after all, and it would have been rude to barge in when someone who did was inside.