Member Name : Fran Ghurl
Location : Canada
Sex : Female
Hobbies : Blake's 7 - fanfic, fanart, filk, conventions.. what else!
Email : fran [email protected]

Our correspondent Fran details her world of Blake's 7 Fandom - to read Fran's previous column click HERE.

I had another great time at a convention last month, where I got to meet up with some more stars of Blake! In fact, <g> I bumped into one of the stars in a convention lift! <LOL> I won�t tell you who it was, but if I let you know I always call her �Sissy Spangles� we�ll know who I mean, right? <g> Anyway, as luck would have it, I had some of my work with me � a hardback volume of three hundred fictional conversations she�d had while manning the teleport! I handed her over the pages and told her I was working on another � she looked really thrilled, and I could tell it had made her day! Later, as the lift was moving up, we were joking around <g>, and � as if she was in character � she grabbed me by the throat and bumped my head against the wall! <LMAO> It was great to see her again (this was the sixth time I�ve met her this year, <g>) and below you can find some of my piccies from the convention! Remember though, copyright is mine so please ask permission if you wish to use or reproduce them.

Click the file to view my latest convention pics, which you can download for personal use, but copyright is mine so please ask permission before reproducing.

Anyway, to finish off I'm going to present something a little different this month, with some of my new adult erotic fiction. For adults only, this gritty take on the series goes a little deeper than what was on screen IMO. Remember, this fiction is copyrighted, you can download it for personal use, but ask permission before reproduction.



Avon's Thrust

By Fran Ghurl - Liberator's Liberators Productions, 2005.

Avon strowd onto the bridge of the liberator, his manly, firm butocks clenched together as his fine, deepset, eyes scanned the surroundings, looking and wanting, to know what was going on all around him, like that time they visited astral ten, or that time they landed on the dark side of a pleasure planet, he wanted to know. He looked at tarant, who was quite good looking in a boyish way, but avon knew he was the real man on the ship, and he felt his uniform begin to tighten around his crotch as he surveyed the new member of the crew they had take aboard from denab-7, a earth-like planet with breathable atmosphere and marketplaces, and a developed society, there was a girl they had taken aboard.

�Fern� he said.

�Yes?� she said.

�I�d like you to come with me.� He said.


They went into avon�s private quarters where instantly he set her down on his bed, muttering. About how he wanted to make love to her. He thrust his firm, manly member into her, bringing her to heights of orgasmic pleasure and firing his seed into her like twin neutron blasters ejeculating into space.

To be continued�

copyright Fran Ghurl - may be downloaded for personal use but mail to ask express permission before reproducing.