About Jumping Indiana’s Bones
Dr. Amanda Rothchild, head of the archaeology team sent to excavate Egypt’s Tomb of the 7th God, can’t do her job because of the mysterious deaths plaguing the field camp. Dr. Tracie Hall, Amanda’s assistant and Oxford’s rising star, is willing to do anything to get ahead, even sleep with the top names in the field. Dr. Axel “Indiana” Jones has no time for Amanda’s careful pragmatism. It would be a whole lot easier if he could bang her into doing things his way. Fearing the dig would shut down before he can reap its rewards, Axel removes sacred bones from the tomb, intending to sell them to the highest bidder on the black market. Unbeknownst to Axel, his actions awaken and anger a ruthless fertility God who demands payment in naked flesh. With the help of Amanda and Tracie, Axel gives his due penance and the threesome experience pleasures of the otherworldly kind.
Excerpt
And that’s when they heard it again. A horrid stream of guttural moans coming from the other side of the wall.
“It sounds like a woman!” Amanda cried. “Do you think Dr. Hall is somehow trapped inside?”
“I don’t know, but I’m not waiting here to find out.” Axel threw his shoulder into the wall, once, twice, three times before one of the rock squares began to budge. From his pocket, he withdrew his knife and began chipping away at it, bit by bit, until a jagged piece broke loose, and Axel and Amanda could see inside.
There inside the chamber was Dr. Hall, riding a giant stone phallus on top of an ashen sarcophagus and moaning with unearthly pleasure. Astounded, Amanda and Axel exchanged looks, then refocused on Dr. Hall through the small hole in the rock wall.
“What is she doing?” Axel said trying to get a better look. “Is she fucking a stone cock? Wow, that’s so freakin hot!”
Amanda smacked Axel away. “Will you get a hold of yourself!” she said through clenched teeth. “We have to get in there and help her.”
“I’m on it,” Axel said, jabbing his knife at the wall.
“Dr. Hall? Tracie?” Amanda shouted through the hole. “Can you hear me? It’s Dr. Rothchild. It’s Amanda. You have to stop at once or you will hurt yourself beyond repair.”
Tracie did not stop her attack on the stone cock. She rose and fell, rose and fell, bucking her hips with such great force that Amanda could hear the friction between the gray stone and Tracie’s womanly flesh.
“You must hurry, Axel.”
Axel pushed Amanda out of the way to gain access to the stubborn rocks he was working. With a jab of his brute strength, three more rocks fell loose, big enough for a woman of Amanda’s size to squeeze through.
“Go,” he hollered. “I’ll follow you shortly.”
Crawling on the dirt floor, Amanda squeezed through the small hole in the wall and gained access to the chamber. To her complete surprise, Amanda found the most captivating view she had ever laid eyes on. Where common sense said there should be solid rock, a massive cave stood inside the mountain like a bubble surrounded by water. A river flowed across the cave, entering and exiting unseen to the eye. Beyond the river stood possibly the most impressive piece to the mysterious motif: a massive temple built in the designs of the ancients, cut directly into the bedrock and in front of the temple, as if arranged on an altar, was Tracie, fornicating with ancient artifacts probably worth millions.
Jumping Indiana’s Bones
Thebes, 2014
Dr. Amanda Rothchild was worried about the accidents. She did not agree with the other camp leaders who thought it was a risk of the archaeology to shut down the dig. The tunnel had already killed two locals, one when rubble collapsed on him while he was clearing out the entranceway. Nobody knows why the other local died. He was found dead at the end of a tunnel, petrified like a statue. There were no marks on him, no physical signs of foul play, yet something caused the man to die.
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Dr. Amanda Rothchild, head of the archaeology team sent to excavate Egypt’s Tomb of the 7th God, can’t do her job because of the mysterious deaths plaguing the field camp. Dr. Tracie Hall, Amanda’s assistant and Oxford’s rising star, is willing to do anything to get ahead, even sleep with the top names in the field. Dr. Axel “Indiana” Jones has no time for Amanda’s careful pragmatism. It would be a whole lot easier if he could bang her into doing things his way. Fearing the dig would shut down before he can reap its rewards, Axel removes sacred bones from the tomb, intending to sell them to the highest bidder on the black market. Unbeknownst to Axel, his actions awaken and anger a ruthless fertility God who demands payment in naked flesh. With the help of Amanda and Tracie, Axel gives his due penance and the threesome experience pleasures of the otherworldly kind.
Excerpt
And that’s when they heard it again. A horrid stream of guttural moans coming from the other side of the wall.
“It sounds like a woman!” Amanda cried. “Do you think Dr. Hall is somehow trapped inside?”
“I don’t know, but I’m not waiting here to find out.” Axel threw his shoulder into the wall, once, twice, three times before one of the rock squares began to budge. From his pocket, he withdrew his knife and began chipping away at it, bit by bit, until a jagged piece broke loose, and Axel and Amanda could see inside.
There inside the chamber was Dr. Hall, riding a giant stone phallus on top of an ashen sarcophagus and moaning with unearthly pleasure. Astounded, Amanda and Axel exchanged looks, then refocused on Dr. Hall through the small hole in the rock wall.
“What is she doing?” Axel said trying to get a better look. “Is she fucking a stone cock? Wow, that’s so freakin hot!”
Amanda smacked Axel away. “Will you get a hold of yourself!” she said through clenched teeth. “We have to get in there and help her.”
“I’m on it,” Axel said, jabbing his knife at the wall.
“Dr. Hall? Tracie?” Amanda shouted through the hole. “Can you hear me? It’s Dr. Rothchild. It’s Amanda. You have to stop at once or you will hurt yourself beyond repair.”
Tracie did not stop her attack on the stone cock. She rose and fell, rose and fell, bucking her hips with such great force that Amanda could hear the friction between the gray stone and Tracie’s womanly flesh.
“You must hurry, Axel.”
Axel pushed Amanda out of the way to gain access to the stubborn rocks he was working. With a jab of his brute strength, three more rocks fell loose, big enough for a woman of Amanda’s size to squeeze through.
“Go,” he hollered. “I’ll follow you shortly.”
Crawling on the dirt floor, Amanda squeezed through the small hole in the wall and gained access to the chamber. To her complete surprise, Amanda found the most captivating view she had ever laid eyes on. Where common sense said there should be solid rock, a massive cave stood inside the mountain like a bubble surrounded by water. A river flowed across the cave, entering and exiting unseen to the eye. Beyond the river stood possibly the most impressive piece to the mysterious motif: a massive temple built in the designs of the ancients, cut directly into the bedrock and in front of the temple, as if arranged on an altar, was Tracie, fornicating with ancient artifacts probably worth millions.
Jumping Indiana’s Bones
Thebes, 2014
Dr. Amanda Rothchild was worried about the accidents. She did not agree with the other camp leaders who thought it was a risk of the archaeology to shut down the dig. The tunnel had already killed two locals, one when rubble collapsed on him while he was clearing out the entranceway. Nobody knows why the other local died. He was found dead at the end of a tunnel, petrified like a statue. There were no marks on him, no physical signs of foul play, yet something caused the man to die.
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