Thursday, April 20, 2006

Ok...ok...I give up!

Ok...Carrie...you hoser! Here you go! Here is your freaking story post! Garg!

For the rest of you...here are the rules...Rule 1. You do not talk about fight club...wait a sec...I wasn't supposed to say that! Ok...There are no rules...just have fun with it and let your imagination run wild. Try to keep the profanity and such to a minimum...and only write a paragrapg, or a sentince or two...DON"T BE A STORY HOG!!! So Here goes...

Crimson drops fall with a soft pitter patter like rain. I watch enthralled as the blood gathers and runs down the edge of my blade. When it reaches the tip, it grows, fat and heavy. Pulling away from the cold metal, it falls, exploding on the floor upon contact. I hear nothing but the beating of my heart. I am seeing the world through a red haze. Everything is slowed down, fuzzy, as I sit and watch the cooling blood.

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Unknown said...

Ha ha, I win!! Hey, you're in Fight Club, too?! Sweetness..

Well, I hope you don't mind if I mess with this a bit... I'm weird..

I shake my head, and rub my eyes, trying to rid them of the redness that has blinded my sight. Soon, the opaque red screen in my vision dissipates, and I can see clearly again. I look at my hand, covered and dipping, and I realize I should be more careful. I wash off my hands, to rid them of the blood that is starting to clot and getting encrusted beneath my nails. What did I think I was doing? I turn to the mirror to see my reflection: pale, with a bright red smear around one of my deep-set eyes. I grumbled to myself quietly, scolding myself for ever being so careless. I should know not to rub my eyes when I'm cutting raw beef, no matter how itchy they are.

Mel said...

You suck! That is so not what I had in mind...psych hose beast!

I washed my face and turned back to the slab of beef I was cutting. I finish slicing it and toss it in the wok on the stove behind me. It sizzles and spits as it hits the hot oil.

Unknown said...

I knew it wasn't... but I'm sorry, that's seriously the first thing that came to mind... I'm a messed-up little hose beast, I know...

As I listen to the beef cooking behind me, I smile, and hum quietly to myself while chopping up the vegetables for my stirfry. My cheeks start to warm in anticipation, and I take deeps breaths to keep myself calm. I've been waiting for this day for a long time, although I was never sure if it really would.

Mel said...

Holy...no one else is writing in our story! Waaahh...*begins crying in huge racking sobs*

I tossed the vegetables into the wok, covering the whole thing with a lid, to let the vegetables steam a little.
"Today is the day!" I said to my self. I stir the food and then throwing a cautious glance around, I turn the spoon towards my mouth and begin singing loudly and off key, using the spoon as an impromptu mic.
"You make me feel like dancing...gonna dance the night away..."

Unknown said...
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Unknown said...

Okay, I had some serious spelling errors in the previous comment/continuation of the story... Anyway... here we go...

Just as I'm getting to the climax of the song, I feel the skin on my chest suddenly searing in pain. I scream in agony, and the spoon clatters to the floor. My hands are shaking as I glance down to see a small spot of stirfry sauce sizzling just below my collar bone, turning the skin below an angry red.
I turn back to the sink, with red tendrils of my previous mistake still trying to escape into the drain. I thrust my breast underneath the tap, flowing with cool water, to soothe the burning sensation. Just then, as I'm bent awkwardly over the counter, the front of my new silk blouse drenched and clinging to my skin, and my favorite jeans falling down slightly to reveal the lacy pink underwear below, he walks in.

Unknown said...

I put our story in word processor... It's almost a page long, and 522 words... that's pretty good already!! Seriously, I think we should make sure and finish it.. a short story collaboration... :)

Kami Akai said...

hehehe let me see here...

I quickly pull myself out from under the tap, tring to pull myself to full height. Trying to not let the burn temp me to place myself in that position once more. "What are you doing here? You're not sapposed to be here."
He takes a step forwards and it takes all my will not to step back, glancing down I realized that the matching pink bra shows through the thin silk of the blouse. That is when I thought, what am I to do?

Mel said...

"You're early," I say, covering as much of myself as I possibly can with my arms. I watch as a very animalistic thought runs through his eyes. His eyes travel a firey path down from my head to my toes, lingering on the wet and clinging blouse. He reaches for me then, pulling me against him with such force, that I am breathless. He smiles wickedly, and lowers his face to mine. The moment our lips touch, I feel a jolt of pleasure jump in my stomach, spreading lower.

Unknown said...

Just as I realize what's happening, I shove him away, crossing my arms over my chest, and give him a scandalized glare. He merely raises his eyebrow, and steps toward me again. I back up hastily into the stove, hitting the handle of my wok, and dumping the bubbling stirfry onto the linoleum, rendering it completely inedible. I burst immediately into tears, but not only because of the searing heat of the sauce that spattered all over my feet. So far, my plans for this day, which I've been anticipating for what seems an eternity, have been completely destroyed. I let my arms drop in defeat as I stand there in the middle of the steaming swamp of stirfry, the hems of my jeans sticky with teriyaki sauce, and let the tears roll unabashedly down my face.

Mel said...

He reaches for me, saying in a soothing voice,
"Oh, baby, it's alright. I'll take you out to a nice dinner.. come on, let's get you cleaned up."
"No," I wailed. My special day was ruined, and I was not a happy camper...so I was going to be difficult. It may seen a little immature to some...but at the moment, I did not care.

Anonymous said...

Hahahaha Newbie just head butted Gauge!!!!

He reached out to me acrossed the spilled sauce, not dare getting himself covered. "Come here, Hun." he said in a smooth concerned voice.
He thinks that I'm going to let him not get dirty even though it's his fault for the mess. I quickly fake that I'm falling and grab a piece of semi raw meat off the floor and slap it on to him cheek.
"Hahahahaa" laughing like mad to the point I'm crying he stares at me in disbelief.

Unknown said...

I lean back on to the stove, laughing and crying uncontrollably, oblivious to the sauce seeping through the bottom of my pants. Slowly pulling the sticky piece of meat from his cheek, he stares back at me, obviously unable to understand what just happened.
"Okay," he starts slowly after what would have been a long silence if it weren't for my awkward squeaks and hiccups. "You go have a shower, and I'll clean this up."

Mel said...

A small bubble of laughter escapes me as I make my way to the bathroom, leaving gooey teriyaki footprints in my wake.

I walk into the bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. I still have some crusting blood on my forehead. My vibrant green eyes search my slightly rounded face. The once pale powder blue blouse is now transparent, clinging to me like a lover. I pull the black chopstick from my auburn hair, shaking it loose. Then sighing, I start peeling off my wet and sticky clothes.

Kami Akai said...

Shivering slightly I lean into the tub and start the shower. Cold water spits out over a bare shoulder, making me squeek in surprise. A muffled voice comes through the door, "Are you okay?"

Shivering and sighing as the water warms, I peel off the rest of my clothes and step into the shower. Suddenly in a rush of cold air the door opens.

Mel said...

I pay it no mind. The latch on my bathroom door handle is broken, never quite catches unless you shoulder slam it like a freaking semi-truck. The temperature difference does that. I begin singing softly to myself.
"Let me see that thong..."
I finish rinsing myself off, then open the door and grab a towel off the hooks next to the tub. I wrap it around my naked and dripping body, then step out of the shower. I run my fingers through my wet hair, and look out into the hall. There he is, leaning on the door jam, all smug and cocky.

Anonymous said...

"What the...." as the rest of my sentence comes out in my trucker language. Then I took a deep breath, calmed down and was really glad that I had a darker shower door than most. "Enjoy the show?" As I slowly run my hand up my thigh, pulling my bath towel with me.
I hear he take a deep sharp breath. I drop the part of the towel that I was holding with my hand and smiled. "I'm goint to get dressed!" I started walking out of the room "You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals..." My voice carrying from down the hall in mypale orange bedroom.

Mel said...

When I got into my room, I slammed the door, and locked it behind me. I heard him chuckle in the hall. The smug son of a bitch. He was really pissing me off, and he knew it.
I threw open my closet and picked out my next outfit, the one I knew he hated me to wear, because it made him jelous and drove him wild. My black corsette top, see through black mesh overshirt, and tight black velvet pants that rode low enough that I had to wear my jeweled thong with them.

Kami Akai said...

The crackle of lightning flashed through the small bedroom window, making me jump in surprise. Walking over to the window I looked out, into the slashing rain. The streets below the apartment, people, small and rushing, running from dark cars, to the shelters of the buildings. I sighed heavily as another flash brightened the dark skies.

At one time, when I moved to this place, away from the open air of the country, I thought that there was much more possibilities here. More freedom, more hopes, more dreams. A thought runs through my mind, coming from the forgotten depths. Today is ruined but not tomarrow...Maybe my hopes and dreams are not ruined as well, maybe another city. Far from here. A knock on the door interrupts the train of thought. "Are you hiding in there?"

Mel said...

With a smug little smirk, I check my self out in the full length mirror beside the closet.
"No, I'll be right out," I call as I run my fingers through my hair, making it seem musseed up from sex. I open the door to find him standing in the hall, looking a little peevish and sulking.
"Since I seem to have ruined dinner, what do you say we go out to eat?"

"What? Now? Aren't you a little under dressed?" He eyed me with a lustful beast lurking behind his eyes.

"No. Do you have a problem with the way I'm dressed?" I turned slowly in a sensual sort of dance, letting my hips gyrate and guide me around in a small circle. I heard him swallow, and clear his throat nervously.

Unknown said...

I watch his eyes move slowly down my body, lingering on my chest and my generous hips. I stand there calmly, unmoving, my cheeks warming and my heart beat quickening. Knowing the thoughts and ideas that are obviously racing through his mind, I'm impressed that he has the decency to withhold from acting on them. Fully aware that I'm being an insufferable tease, and driving him crazy, I don't care, and put the thought in the back of my mind.

After a several agonizing seconds, his eyes move back to mine. I merely shrug, and saunter by him, giving him a coy glance out of the corner of my eye as I pass.

"Let's go, we want to get a good table before they're all gone," I call out sweetly without looking back and continue walking. A small smile creeps over my face as I hear him inhale and exhale a few times before turning and following me to the door.

Unknown said...

So far, our story is starting on page 4 on Microsoft Word... I'm going to be starting my own story soon (as per Melanie's suggestion)... this is the link.

plungergirl-story.blogspot.com

I think that's it, anyway... I don't have it started yet, but I will soon!!

Mel said...

I pick up my purse and grab an umbrella from the hall closet. Tossing a long black leather overcoat over the whole outfit I am ready to go.
We exit the house, locking the door behind us. I put up my umbrella and walk to the car. This was the one night I was glad he didn't ride his motorcycle.
He manuverd his car through the rain soaked streets, and pulled up infront of my favorite restaraunt.
I was glad to get out of the car, the tension was thick enought to cut with a knife. He hadn't said a single word to me since we left. I wondered if maybe this time I had pushed it too far.

Kami Akai said...

He got out and moved to the front door of the restaurant, opening the door for me. I give a warming smile to him, but there was something lost. Stepping inside I shook off the crystals of rain and folded the umbrella. He was already at the desk, drumming his fingers on the hard wood, waiting for someone to seat us. In the background a steady drone of voices of people enjoying their dinners, occassionally a titter of laughter. Pulling off my coat I sling it over an arm as a young woman, dressed in black and white, came over smiling wide. "For two?"

Mel said...

"Yes, please" I said, smiling back at the friendly hostess.
"Right this way please," she smiled picking up two menues and walking off towards the table.
I brushed past him as I walked by giving my hips an extra sway, knowing he was watching.
"Here we are." She waited for us to be seated then handed us our menus. "Someone will be right out to get your orders." And she walked away.
"What is with you tonight?" He asked.
"Come on, I would have thought you would have caught on a little quicker than that." I opened my menu, and began to peruse the selection.He reached across the table and grabbed my wrist, twisting it painfully.
"I'm not into playing games tonight Jade."
Just then the waiter walked up ready to take our drink order.
"Oh," he said sounding surprised. "Am I interupting something here?"
"No," I said through gritted teeth. I twisted my wrist towards his thumb, and slipped out of his grasp, then looked up at the waiter and smiled.

Unknown said...

The waiter paused a minute, looking back and forth between my companion and I, as though still unsure whether he should still ask for our drink order or just walk away and leave us be.
"I'll have a green apple martini, please," I responded to the waiter's unasked question. "And you, Cole?" I asked, turning my gaze away from the waiter.
"And I'll just have a Corona," he said to the waiter without taking his eyes off of me.
The waiter obviously noticed the tension between us, and merely rushed off without a word to fill our order, leaving us alone again in the strained silence.

Kami Akai said...

Sneaking my wrist under the table I rub at the redness, the silence between us falling again like a wet blanket. I found myself not able to look at his eye directly, instead focusing in at the bridge of his nose. Finally he looked away and glanced into the menu, closing the cover with force. I glanced around noticing that an uncomforting silence has fallen around our table. When I glanced over to the other diners they went back to their dinner. Is it that noticable, when others can tell and he cannot?

Mel said...

I brush off the feelings of doubt and continue to paruse the menu selections. The waiter returns a few moments later with our drinks.
"Are you ready to order?" He asks politely, folding his hands.
I look across the table at Cole, smiling sweetly with a questioning gaze.
"I'm ready if you are." I taunt.
Cole glares at me then looks at the waiter, "We're ready."
"Ok, and what will the lady have?" He turns to me, pulling out a pad and pen from his apron pocket.
"Mmm, I will have the lemon pepper halibut please." I closed the menu and handed it to him.
"And for you sir?"
"Pepper jack steak, medium rare, with the baked potato."
"Alright, can I start you off with an appitizer tonight?"
"No thanks, I think we're good." I reply.
"Ok, I'll be back shortly with your order." He turned and left, leaving Cole and I to our now uncomfortable silence.
"Where do you get off Jada?"

Mel said...

He was the first to break the silence with his question.
"What are you talking about?" I asked exasperated at his foul mood.

Mel said...

Sorry about that guys...I was re-reading my post and realized that it just didn't jive...sounded a little choppy! So I fixed it...

Kami Akai said...

Suddenly there is a buzzing from his coat pocket. He reaches into the pocket and pulls out a silver cell phone. "I gotta get this. Excuse me." As he gets up and steps away from the table. "Colin here." After that his voice is mingled with the rest of the diners. I sat, alone, staring into the single candle that lit the table. Taking a sip of the martini, he returns and sits himself down, a mysterious grin on his face. However, as soon as I caught it, it disappeared.

Raising a brow, letting curiousity run wild, "Who was that?"

His eyes grew dark and merky, like the ocean before a storm. "No one for you to concern yourself about."

Unknown said...

I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms over my chest defensively. I gazed at him intently, trying to will him to tell me more with only my eyes. Instead, he only turned his face away from mine and studied the far wall intently.
Frustrated, I tried not to let him see that it was bothering me, and entertained myself by folding my napkin into indistingushable shapes. I always knew this day wasn't going to go exactly as I had planned, but I never thought it was going to be this awful.

Kami Akai said...

After a few more moments of unconfortable silence, he reaches over and rips the napkin out of my hands. "Now really Jade, Tell me the truth. You are seeing other guys aren't you?" He grabbed the wrist once more, causing me to yelp slightly. "He's here isn't he? That's why you really wanted to come here is that right?"

For a moment I didn't respond out of surprise. "N-n-No!" I tried to take my arm out of his grasp once more, this time failing to break his grasp. "Now stop this we're in public," I hissed in anger.

Unknown said...

"Are you lying to me?" he inquired, staring hard at me, his eyes penetrating, but I could sense the hurt deep in that intense stare. I knew I had played with him much too long; I had to get over my disappointment and move on, be the bigger person and end this argument.

"Cole," I started softly, slowly placing my hand on top of his, and I could feel his harsh grip lessening on my already sore wrist. "Cole, I wouldn't do something like that to you, and I would never lie to you. I know that I've been distant lately, but that's not why. Trust me, that's not it at all." I saw his shoulders relax and lower, and he hesitantly entwined his fingers in mine. "It's something else."

Mel said...

As soon as the words left my mouth, his eyes go wide in shock. I watched all the worst case sinereos and horrific reasons race through his mind. He swallowed hard, and could not keep the quiver out of his voice when he asked, "What, what is it?"
"Cole, I love you, but..." I never finished my sentence. The waiter chose that moment to appear with our meals.
"The lemon pepper Hallibut for the lady," He set the plate down with a flourish. "And the Pepper-jack steak for the gentleman." When he set the plate down infront of Cole he emphised the 'gentle' in gentleman. "Is there anything else I can get for you two?" He asked, seemingly oblivious to his most untimely arrival.
"No thanks." I mummbled. "I think we're good." Now was not the time to tell him. The moment had passed.

Mel said...

Wow guys...we are up to 8 pages and 3,311 words! Keep it up! This is taking some good turns that I never would have thought of!

Kami Akai said...

He then squeezed my hand three times lightly, and then broke off, unfolding the napkin that contained the utensils. He looked intently on his steak, and mumbled, "What were we talking about?" He started to cut into his steak.

I simply shook my head. Finally I got up the courage to tell him. Stupid waiter! I looked down, any thought of food made my stomach uneasy. I cut into the white flesh of the fish and took a small bite, acting as if I was savoring the taste. Taking one more drink of the martini to wash down the fish, the alchol burning my throat. Perhaps that is all well and good, maybe.

Unknown said...

After another small mouthful, I sighed audibly, and sunk back into my chair and pushed my plate away. Cole looked at me and stopped carving through his steak, his hands, holding knife and fork, hung unmoving in midiar as if my actions had frozen him solid. Slowly, he put down his utensils and and leans towards me on his elbows.
"Jade," he starts, "what's up? You've been acting so strange lately." He leaned closer to me, reaching out his hand to mine. I try hard not to automatically recoil from his touch, and though my fingers start to shake slightly, I leave my had where it is. "Come on, Jade, tell me. Tell me what's wrong. Please."

I look away and pull my hand out of his grasp again. I can't stand to see the concern in his face, I know that if I look at him while I'm saying it, I'll start to cry, and I don't want to make a scene.

I was hoping that this wouldn't come up tonight. I wanted to forget about it completely, and pretend it didn't exist. I wanted to have this night with him the way it used to be; before he had left for that job he couldn't turn down, before both my parents had passed away and I was left with the house I just couldn't sell, before this. I wanted to go back to when we were young and happy and optimistic about life, without a care in the world but having fun and enjoying each other. But now, we can't go back, and I have to tell him something that would make it even worse.

Mel said...

I sit there and try to think of the best way to break it to him. Of how I can maybe soften the blow. Nothing comes to mind. He is absently stroaking his thumb over my knuckles, his gaze intense, pleading. The feeling of his thumb stroking over my hand was almost too much. I couldn't bear to have him touching me while I sat there and broke his heart. I slid my hand out from under his, slowly shaking my head.
"Cole, I..." He leaned closer, more intent, his face an open pool of sadness. I could see him bracing for the impact I knew my words would have. I couldn't do it, I could not look him in the face and tell him my secret.
"I'm sorry," I lept up out of the booth and ran to the ladies room. I could feel the tears welling up, spilling over, washing away my careful composure.
I swiped at them, furious at myself for letting my emotions get the better of me. I leaned on the sink and stared hard at myself in the mirror. I could see it, eating away at me. My eyes were constantly guarded, so not to let anything slip out. My face was a mask, to cover up my real emotions and feelings. But my guard was slipping and my mask crumbling. How could I honestly look him in the face and tell him. Tell him that it was all an elaberate ruse, our happiness, because I couldn't even face it myself. I desperatly wanted to tell him, needed to tell him. I hadn't told anyone...not yet. If I told him and he rejected me for it, I don't think I could deal with it, not now. Not after all that had happened. I needed him. I needed him to hold me and tell me it would all be alright. I didn't care if it was a lie. I needed to hear it. I stood up strait, wiped my eyes and marched back out to the table.

Kami Akai said...

As soon as I came back to the table, I could tell that there was something wrong. He was already up and waiting, with his coat on, crimpled bills lay on the table to pay. As I approached he huffed and walked out of the resturant. I quickly took assessment of the payment and added another ten dollars to it for the hassles, and left, chasing after Cole.

He was already in his car, the engine running, as I got in he turned to me, his eyes dark with emotions. "Don't worry. I'll drive you home and you don't have to talk to me ever again." And with that he mashed the accellerator.

"Please slow down," I shreiked. I braced myself on the side of the car. "Cole watch out!"

Mel said...

He barely missed a car pulling out of a parking stall infront of us. With a squeel of rubber and a flurry of honks, he swerved around the car and continued at his reckless pace onto the nearly empty street.
"Cole, will you please slow down." I was uncomfortable with his excessive speed, especially when it was raining so hard. I could feel his tension and fury. He was almost vibrating. I watched him take a deep breath and push his anger deep inside himself. I saw his shoulders droop a little and he slowed down, began driving more responsibly.
"Cole, you have to understand. I don't want to lose you...it's just..."
"What, Jada. What is wrong. Please tell me." He glanced over at me, and I saw a silvery tear run down his cheek. He looked away fast. The velvety darkness of the car enfolded me in it's comfortable silence. I wondered if we could ever get over this, and be alright. There was only one way to find out. I had to tell him. I stared ut the front window and began to speak.

Unknown said...

"Cole, I'm... I'm not who you think I am." He kept his eyes on the road, but I could sense him getting tense, rigid.
"What do you mean?" he inquired slowly, as though carefully choosing each word.
"I mean, everything. Everything about me, everything you know about me, is a lie. Like... my name. Cole, my name isn't Jade."
He swung his head towards me quickly, and for a brief moment I could see the bewilderment in his eyes. "Your name isn't Jade," he said; not a question, but a statement. I stopped talking to let it sink in, to let him deal with what I was saying. "Well, if that's not your name, then what is it?"
I exhaled deeply; I knew he wasn't going to take this well. "Cole, my name is Maya."
At first, he just sat there, staring aheead at the road. I couldn't tell how he was feeling, what he was going to do, what he was going to say. "Cole, I-"
My words were cut off as he jerked the wheel violently to the right. Not expecting the reaction, my head smacked against the window as he pulled over to the side of the road.
He shut the car off, and we sat there for a few seconds in dark silence; I rubbed my head as he gripped the steering wheel, his breathing hard and fast as though he had just run a marathon. He didn't look at me.
"I thought I knew you, Jade," he said hoarsely, his voice an angry whisper. "Oh wait, sorry... Maya. It's all fake - a lie - is it? Is there anything about you that isn't a lie?"

Kami Akai said...

I looked away. "Almost everything you see. Everything from my hair and eye color, my body. Even the way I speak is not my own. I'm just a lie."
His pain was hard and cold, as his body started to shake from withheld sobs that stayed under the surface. "Maya, get out of the car." His voice held heavy with emotion. I carefully stepped out of the car and heard his animalistic scream.

Mel said...

The rage and the pain that I heard in that scream sent shivers down my spine. I stood in the rain, letting it wash over me in cool waves. The fear and hurt that I was feeling for what I had done to him was choking me. How could I have lied to him for three years?
When he finally got out of the car, I was soaked to the bone and freezing. He peeled off his leather jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders.
"Come on, I'll take you home." He said a little dejectedly. He began to lead me to the car by my elbow. I stopped and waited for him to look at me. When his eyes locked with min I said,
"Cole, the things I felt...and still feel for you, that was real!"

Unknown said...

He furrowed his brows and whispered intensely, "How do I know that's not a lie, when everything I ever knew about you is?" I stopped walking and grabbed his hand. He turned toward me slowly, and I swallowed the lump I felt forming in my throat. I felt awful, knowing how badly I had hurt him. I reached for his other hand, looking him straight in the eyes and not daring to break eye contact. I knew he was skeptical, and would likely doubt everything I told him at the moment, but I had to let him know.

"Cole, I've never lied to you about that. I've had to hide things from you, lie to you, and I never would have done it if it wasn't necessary. I hate that I've had to hide my true self from you, but it was for my safety, and for yours. I didn't want to imagine what would happen to you if they found out that you knew me as Maya. Being Jade, I could get away from that, and I could be with you." I reached up to put my hand on his cheek, and he recoiled from my touch. "I know you don't believe me know, but I just want you to know. The feelings I have for you are not a lie. I love you, Cole. Please," I pleaded, "if you don't believe anything else I tell you, at least believe that."

Mel said...

I watched sadly as he wrestled with my words. He never reaolly answered me just mummbled, "Get in the car." He walked around to the drivers side and opened the door when I heard a soft 'pop'. The bullet struck the car just to the left of where Cole was standing.
"Get down!" I yeled, suddenly spurred to life. I ran to him and grabbed his wrist. He was still dazed staring at the place where the bullet had put a hole in his car. I heard three more 'pop's' and felt the air move as they wizzed past us. I pulled him around to the other side of the car and crouched down, below the level of the windows.
"What the hell was that?" Cole hissed.
"That would be someone shooting at us." I replied peering over the hood. I couldn't see anything in the driving rain. That was probably the only reason we were still alive. The shooter couldn't focus enough to actually hit us.
"Why the hell are they shooting at us?" Cole was in a panic. His eyes were wide with fright. He was spooked.
"Shit," I said. I reached into my purse and pulled out my own handgun. It was matte black so it didn't reflect any light. I peeked over the hood again and waited. My head was visable above the hood. I was trying to draw his fire so I could see where he was. I knew it was a risk, but I had to do it.
"What are you doing? Are you mad? You're gonna get shot!" Cole tried to pull me back down. I pointed the gun at him and said,
"Back off, I know what I am doing! Just stay down, and you'll be alright."
'Pop', 'thunk', as the bullet hit the car again. I saw the muzzle flare from in the bushes down the street. I braced my arms on the car, tea-cupped my gun, and returned fire.

Kami Akai said...

Through the slashing ran, people ran away from the now reviberating shots of my own gun as I squeezed the trigger three times. I suddenly wished I had a silencer on the muzzle but at least this way there will be no careless casuties as they walk, unknowingly into a gunshot.
"Shit" I ducked again as another pop went off, hitting the car trunk, but coming from a slightly different angle. "Open the car door." I commanded, opening up a gunshot at the general area where the new shot came from. I didn't like this, there will be too much attention on this. Not good. Glancing over I saw Cory crawl into the seat, keeping his head low and starting the engine. Following his lead I crawled in and closed the door as yet another shot hit the hood. He slid over and, keeping his head down, gunned the engine, letting the car lurch forward and into the rainslick night...

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Anonymous said...

Didn't like what I wrote the first time. Here you are Mel! Hoser, here's your freakin' post!

It was hard to hear anymore gun shots over the sound of the car's engine. Cole peeked over the dashboard a couple of times to see where he was going, but besides that he stayed down and shook. Not everyday that you have shots fired at you and then your fake girlfriend point a gun at you.

I slowly start to straiten up in the passenger seat and look around. "Cole, you can sit up now" I said in a calm voice. Cole was still doing his gopher impression, over the dash board. I raise my voice a bit more. "Cole sit up!"

He looks at me with wide eyes. "What was that all about, Jade? I mean Maya? Whoever you are!?" He yelled that last one, he lets out a huff. I see him glancing over at me every now and then. "I would like an answer you know. What happened back there?"

I swivel in my seat to turn and face him. I take a deep breath and let it all come out...

Mel said...

"I work for the CIA, Cole. I was undercover. I cannot tell you what I was doing...or else I'd have to kill you." I had ment it as a joke but as I watched the colour drain from Cole's face, I knew it was bad timing.
"You'd kill me?" He swallowed loud enough that I could hear it.
"No, Cole." I sighed. I didn't know how to deal with this now. I was good at what I did. Throw mw into a dangerous situation anytime...and I'd survive. But throw me into a sensitive relationship type situation...and I was lost. "I'm not going to kill you, but the people who are after me might if I tell you anything more. They know you know some of what I know. So they are trying to kill you before you become more of a threat. So right now, I have to protect you."
Cole looked at me oddly. I don't think he had liked what I told him.
"Pull over." I said.
"What? Why? Aren't thoes guys after us?" Cole asked in a panicked voice.
"No, if they were I would have noticed by now. Just pull over so I can drive."
Amazingly enough Cole did as I asked...for once. I got out and walked aroun to the drivers side of the vehicle, while Cole slid over into the passanger seat. I got in and closed the door. I checked my rear view mirror to see if we were indead being followed as I pulled back into traffic. So far so good. I had a safe house on the oter side of town. If we could make it there, we'd be ok.
I took all the percautions, doubling back, and taking weird turns for no reason...just to be on the safe side. I kept an eye on the rear view mirror the whole time. No one followed us. I mentally sighed my relief when I pulled into the huge parking garage across the street fom my safe house.
"Where are we?" Cole asked. This was a very un-seen part of town. Not many people around here. Suited me fine. I didn't answer Cole, incase the car was bugged. Instead I leaned over, placing a hand on his cheek, turning his face to me. I looked into his eyes, so frightened and child-like. I leaned across the expance of the car and kissed him, pouring my sorrow and hope into that one kiss. For the first few seconds he was hesitant, almost non-responcive. Then he began to warm up to it. Leaning into it a little. His hands relaxed their death grip on the seat belt, but he didn't touch me. I pulled back, and smiled. He smiled back, almost shyly, but at least he smiled.
"Ready?" I asked.
He mearly nodded. So we stepped out of the car, and headed to the elevators.

Anonymous said...

Sorry mel I'm at a loss of words, carry on!

Kami Akai said...

I shifted from one foot to another, waiting for the elevator to make it's slow journey. Cole was quiet, as if he was mulling over the details in his mind. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, with his eyes half-closed. Finally the small ding of the elevator bell and the doors slid open. I entered and turned and he followed, eyes suddenly darting around. He was afraid. No one could blame him. "Cole..." I began as I pressed the button to close the door. He placed a finger upon my lips and slowly he reached around my waist and pulled me close. His body began to shake. Perhaps this was too much for him to take. I reached out and pressed the button for the ground floor. What a mess I have made for myself.
The elevator learched and made it's way down. He looked up into my eyes; he was indeed crying. It broke my heart to see him like this, but in the face of this reality it made me seem so cold. The man was breaking down and I had to ignore it. I had to be strong, or both of us might have to pay for it. The doors open and we step out into the rain.

Mel said...

We quickly dart across the street to my "safe house". I duck into the side ally, a safer entrance, less public, easier to control. I press my back against the wall, gun in my hands, cole mimicks me. He is still crying, silent tears mixing with the rain. I slink towards the door, back pressed hard against the brick wall. When I reach the door, I drop to one knee just off to the side of the door. If there is someone behind the door waiting to shoot, they usually aim at chest level...kneeling I was shorter than chest level.
"Cole, get to the other side of the door." I whisperd. He scurried past me to the other side of the door, and threw himself against the wall. I could tell he was scared. I smelled the fear rolling off of him in nauseating waves. His skin was pale and his eyes too wide, darting around in quick frantic spazams.
"Cole. I need you to do something for me. I need you to open the door."
He looked at me panic stricken and frightened.
"Cole, look at me." I demanded. His gaze stopped shifting around nervously and he looked at me. "All you have to do is reach your hand around, turn the knob and throw the door open. The only thing vulnerable will be your wrist, and trust me, that's not what they'll be aiming at." He slowly nodded. Swollowing loud enough for me to hear, he sucked in his breath and reached for the knob.
The door swung inwardand banged against the opposite wall. No one was there waiting to shoot us down. As the door began to swing closed again, I got to my feet and pulled Cole through the door after me. Slamming the door, I scanned the hallway, nothing.
To Cole I must have looked like a James Bond wanna-be. Peeking around the corners, gun first, always on my knees. When we finally made it to my apartment I was almost exhausted. Once more I got down on my knees. I held my keys silent and slowly unlocked the door. I nodded to Cole who was on the other side of the door. He had calmed down a little, and was more attentive as to where I needed him to be. He opened the door and swung it inward as before. Nothing, no hired hit man to kill me where I stood. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly checked the rest of the apartment before allowing Cole to come any farther than the doorway.
"It's alright. We're clear." I called to Cole from the bedroom. I heard him release the breath he was holding and lock the door behing us. I walked back to him as he slid the chain home. He turned and sagged against the door. Breathing too fast and shallow.
"Cole, you need to calm down and breath." I soothed. "Deep breaths."
He reached for me and pulled me tight against himself again. As if I was a security blanket. He held me and whispered "Oh God." over and over. He began to rock slowly back and forth, still holding me. I pulled back enough to see his face. He was crying again, large tears streaming silently down his cheeks. I kissed them away, murmmering softly that it would all be alright. Although I didn't believe that myself, I had to comfort him, somehow. I had to erase the hurt haunted look from his eyes.

Kami Akai said...

With a soft pressure I walked him over to the worn-out couch and sat him down. Ducking around to kneel before him I cooed to him wiping away the stray wet hairs that splayed across his forehead. "Hush now." I kissed his forehead, "I'll get you some water. Okay?" He nodded once, still crying, but now in mild sobs. Walking towards the sink I half smiled, never seeing this innocent side of him before. It was soothing, but it made me worry. What will happen next? Can he handle it? If not then... I didn't want to think of the alternatives. Pulling out a glass out of the cupboard, turning on the tap and letting the water grow cold before filling the glass. The safe house was not anything that neither cole nor I was used to. The place was run-down, the furnature second-hand. I handed the glass over to cole and walked over to the small bathroom. There I took out the colored contacts and placed them into the small case. It was a shame. I liked having green eyes. Opening one of the drawers I pulled out a small box, full with enough supplies to change my appearance two or three times. Glancing back at Cole on the couch, I was glad that I took the time to make sure I had extra supplies.

I left the box on the counter and went up to Cole. He was still holding the glass of water, not a drop was taken from it. I took the glass from him and placed it on the scratched coffee table. Slipping around to the end of the couch I pulled him into me, letting him cuddle into me. Soon his sobs died away, replaced with a steady breath of sleep. I unconciously played with his hair as I watched the rain through the bullet-proof, metal barred window. It's been a crazy day, as the soft patter of rain fell so did my eyelids and sleep overtook me.

Anonymous said...

I slowly fluttered open my eyes, I didn't wake with a startling surprise. "Why did I wake?" I thought myself. I felt movement beside me. My eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. I felt some one cuddle into me, then i realized it was Cole. I never brought someone back to a safe house with me, this was new.

I took a deep breath in, and snuggled against the couch and Cole. Wishing sleep back to me. That wishing didn't come to me, I felt Cole shift his weight around then nuzzle his lips and nose along my neck...

Mel said...

Ok guys...a small warning...I am gonna get down and dirty in this post...I'll try to keep it as clean as possible...but I cannot promise anything...

Mel said...

It was an old habit he had developed when we first started dating. It was comforting, and yet it stirred my desires. Being in a gun fight, all that adrenaline coursing through my body...it turned me on.

I turned into that small caress, letting my hands play lightly across his muscled back. He stirred in his sleep, pressing closer to me, and I could tell he was happy to be there. His eyes opened slowly, almost languidly, and he smiled at me.

I didn't give him time to say anything. I kissed his smiling lips. He kissed me back, a little hesitantly at first, but as I traced his lips with my tongue, he began to kiss me more forcfully. He shifted himself around until he was laying on top of me, pressing me into the couch. The sweet weight of him was almost too much. I moaned low in my throat, and kissed him harder, pulling his mouth down into my own with a bruising force.

My other hand slid under his leather jacket as I awkwardly tried to peel it off him. I made a sound of frustration and he broke off the kiss. He chuckled softly, the sound was purley male. He sat up and peeled off his jacket. I did the same, although not as gracefully. I took advantage of his position and slid my hands up his jean clad thighs. I watched his eyes turn cloudy with desire as I lightly skimmed across the bulge in his pants and up to his belt. With deft fingers I undid the belt and pulled it free of the belt loops with a soft hissing sound. I pulled his shirt free of his pants and slid my hands over his warm sculpted stomach. The shirt bunched over my arms as I slid them farther up his torso. I wasn't tall enough to pull his shirt over his head so he helped me with that one. He sat above me bathed in pale yellow light from the street, his slightly bronzed skin almost glowing. It was breathtaking.

He slid his hands under the edge of my shirt and gently pulled it over my head. I lay back, outstreaching a hand to him. He came to me, laying all of that muscled body back on top of me. I shifted my position under him, alowing him to slip between my thighs. At the first brush of his engourged flesh over mine, I gasped. He did a half push-up over me and smiled a very animalistic smile down at me. He began to slowly move his hips in a slight rocking motion, grinding himself into my sensitive flesh. I writhed and moaned under him, panting just a little.

"You like that?" He asked. His voice had dropped a little with desire. Even through his pants and mine I could feel his pulse beating thickly against me.

I wiggled under him returning the pressure he was using, and I watched his eyelids flutter slightly. He growled softly, and lowered himself back to me, capturing my mouth for another ravishing. His fingers made short work of the lacing holding my corset closed.

When his hands found my sensitive nipples I gasped and arched my back, pressing the sensitive tips harder into his warm palms. He plucked and caressed them into hard nubs, as I writhed and moaned under him.

He stood momentarily and slipped his pants off. He pulled mine off as well as my thong. I stared up at the perfection of him. He crawled back over my body, positioning himself above me. He looked down at me and a sudden sadness crept into his face. He cupped my face with his hands and kissed me softly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his back. I let him see how much he ment to me. I let the emotion fill my eyes and kissed him back. At that moment, he thrust himself into me in one swift movement. I gasped, throwing my head back. He slowly pulled most of himself out, then pushed forward again, burrying himself deep with in me. He kept the rhythm slow and easy. It drove me wild. The one thing Cole was good at was keeping a steady pace. I writhed , my hips coming up to meet his.

"Please," I gasped, raking my nails down his back.

"Please what?" I could see what his control was costing him. A fine tremer ran through his body.

"Please, Cole, fuck me. Fuck me hard." The last was said through clenched teeth as he rocked his pelvis against mine. I bit his lower lip softly, rolling my tongue over it as I dug my fingers into his buttocks, pulkling him harder asgainst me. He groaned, a deep rumbling in his chest, and slammed himself into me, over and over. Harder and deeper. With each thrust he brought me closer to the edge of oblivion. I was screaming his name and digging my nails into his back. He leaned close enought for me to bite his shoulder, none to gently either. I left a perfect ring of teeth marks that would probably bruise later.

I felt the first fluttering of my orgasm wash over me. Cole slammed his body into mine rolling his hips after every thrust, finding my g-spot everytime. I couldn't stand it any longer. I screamed his name and let the pleasure wash over me in waves. Cole thundered above me as he spilled himself deep within my body. He colapsed on top of me. Our boies were covered in a fine mist of sweat. I kissed his neck, his shoulder his cheek. He rolled to the side, taking me with him. We were back in the position we had started in, with me cuddled between him and the back of the couch. He kissed me softly and sighed contentedly. There was a blanket folded across the top of the couch that he pulled down over us. I watched sleep overtake him. He fell asleep holding me in his arms.

Before I drifted off, I kissed his forehead and whispered, "I'm sorry Cole. I never ment to hurt you."

"I love you Jada." he murmmered against my hair. I smiled sadly, and let sleep drag me under into it's comforting blackness.

Kami Akai said...

The morning was bright that left me blinking out of a dreamless sleep. A small bird sung outside and the apartment building was for the most part quiet, save for a booming car stereo down the block and the running water through ancient pipes. Stretching I look over and down to find Cole snoring lightly on the floor. Smiling down from my purch I touch his cheek and ran it down his neck. His eyes flashed open and looked up at me, and laughed, "How did I end up down ehre and you up there?"
I laughed and shrugged.

He grasped my hand and pulled me off the couch to land heavily on him. "Lets take a shower and grab some breakfast." I said with a grin as his face went to a grimace as I landed on him to a smile of pleasure.

He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed hard, making me squeek, "In a minute." He took his time taking i n deep breaths, taking in the scent of my hair.

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Mel said...

Oops...sorry about that...my computer was being a hoser and it hadn't updated Kami's new post...so I added one...but I like yours better so I deleted mine...

Mel said...

I lay crushed against his warm chest, as he smelled my hair and neck. I shuddered as his hot breath blew across my skin, raising goose bumps over my body. I figured that two could play at this game.

I bit his neck, where it met his shoulder and he sighed out.

"Don't start something you can't finish," He warned, his eyes going smoky with lust.

"Oh, I have every intention of finishing," I replied, settling myself more firmly above him. I licked delicatly at his lips, causing him to inhale sharply. And I took full advantage of his open mouth. I melded my mouth to his, plunging my tonguedeep inside his hot mouth.

He sucked gently on my tongue, as I licked the rimpled surface of the roof or his mouth. His grip had loosened around me as his hands now played up and down my back.

I slid a hand between our two bodies to find him hard and firm against my palm. I wrapped my hands around his pulsing manhood and heard him groan into my mouth.

Pulling away from his mouth I grinned and slid down his body. I kissed the head of his throbbing flesh. Then flicking my tongue quickly across the tip I pulled him into my mouth. He gasped when my lips closed over his head. I gently ran my teeth over him, making him shudder. I began to withdraw him, slowly, then plunged him deeper into my throat. He began to writh under me.

After a few minutes, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back to his mouth. He kissed me quick and hard, whispering "Enough luv, I'll com."

He sat me above him, reaching up to fondle my tender breasts. I threw my head back, gasping at his soft touch. Positioning myself over his erect manhood, I thrust myself down upon it sheathing him in my whet hot center. We both cried out at the sensation of him entering me. I was still a little tender from last night. I rotated my hips, grinding him into myself.

I began a slow suductive rhythem, almost a figure eight, rolling him across my 'g-spot'. I was panting, and covered in a fine mist of sweat, when I felt the first wave of my orgasm flutter deep with in. As my walls clenched and pulled him deeper, I threw myself back. He was as deep as he could go. I felt him bump my cervex, and loved it. He grabbed my hips in a brusing force and rammed himself home. I felt him com deep inside me and could no longer hold back. I cried his name and let my orgasm crash over both of us.

I collapsed ontop of him, content and languid. Truth is we hadn't had this much sex in months. It was refreshing and very good.

"You look like the cat that swallowed the canary," He commented, smiling. He soothingly rubbed my back.

"Hmmm...I wonder why that would be?" I asked, sarcasim dripping from my every word.

He chuckled, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. I lay with my head resting on his chest, listening to his heart, completly relaxed for the first time in weeks.

"So, how bout that shower?"

Mel said...

Please don't add anything to this...seaverd has asked to write the next section! Thanks for understanding and cooperating!

Mel

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry I kinda became a story hog with this one but :p

Anonymous said...

I relax on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. I hear his breathing getting deeper more rhythmic. I realize that he's fallen asleep under me. I
was still raring to go, I got some satisfaction but not as much as I
would've enjoyed. With all of my multiple training, I'm able to move quietly and I inch myself off of him and saunter softly and silently nude towards the bathroom.

The bathroom is the only thing that isn't that old and run down looking in my safehouse. I can live in dirtiness but I can't bathe in it. Everything in the bathroom is marble, a dull color
without a shine to it. So it looks run down but I know that it isn't.

I leave the bathroom door ajar an inch to keep the mirrors from fogging up.
I look in to the mirror and she my cheeks are red with the blood
running underneath them and my hair is devilish. I smile a shake my head.

A thought passes through my mind "You're getting yourself in to deep, Maya. You can't pull Cole this far into your life. He'll get hurt!" I take a deep breath and turn away from the mirror.

I reach into the shower and turn on the water. The water slowly spits out, then the pipe squeal to life for a few seconds. I grimace and pull my head back. Under my breath I mumble, "Shit I always forget about those stupid pipes! Hope it didn't wake Cole, he needs his sleep."

The water is flowing freely, steam is pouring upwards. Me being all
cheeky and stuff, I give my ass a little wiggle and smile because I don't have to get undressed. I don't know why it amuses me so but shhhh it does! I step into the stream and give a quick inhale at the sudden change in temperature.
The water is rolling over my bare skin. I've always enjoyed the feeling of water upon me. Hold my head under the water for a couple of minutes letting my wild hair get soaked. A blast of cool air come rushing into the shower, I
turn quickly, realizing I didn't bring any weapons with me. Then I
noticed that it was Cole standing there.

"Shit Cole, if I had some sort of weapon you would've been on the
floor!" I barked at him with a sound of worry in my voice.

"Sorry! I was just wondering if I could have a shower with you as
well." I saw his eyes wander, he was watching the water streaming down my body.

I turned away and looked over my shoulder at him. "Get in here."

I went and stood under the shower again. I felt his presence moving
behind me. I stepped further under the shower head so he could get wet and wash off a little bit. I felt him step closer to me and begin to wash himself behind
me. He stepped closer to me and pushed himself against my back, then wrapped his arms around my lower body. He starts kissing down the side of my neck. I let out a small sigh, and grinded my bum into his groin. I felt him growing
hard against me.

I've had sex with Cole before, never this many times in a short
period of time.?I thought to myself, and with that I pushed myself harder against him. I heard a grunt escape from his throat. As he was kissing my neck, we were doing a type of slow dance, turning ourselves under the streaming spray of water. He reached behind him and adjusted the nozzle.

"Get on your knees!" Cole grunted out. He put is hand on my shoulders and pushed me hard to the floor of the soaker tub. The sudden pain in my knees made me cry out in pain. Cole was on his knees behind me, pushing his
manhood against me; he reached his hands around the front between my
legs and made me spread them wider. His fingers ran themselves over my clit; the sudden shock of pain was starting to disappear into small waves of pleasure.
His fore fingers teasing away at my clit, "He knows I hate that!" I thought and squirmed against him and tried to pull away. His one arm wrapped itself
around my body and pulled me hard against his chest. He reached deeper and plunged his fingers deep inside me. I threw my head back against his shoulder with my eyes closed. He took his hand away and pulled himself away from me. I turned to look at him and I was push onto all fours! I felt
Cole sliding my legs further apart and crawling in between them. He ran his hand down my ass cheek. I looked over my shoulder at him; he had the look of an animal in his eyes. He was stroking himself while staring down at my full
view; he adjusted himself and pushed the head of his penis against my vagina. He worked, and pushed against the opening, pushing himself into me.
Slowly inch by inch, through my tightness. I was aching to push myself deeper into him, but his hands on my hips were holding me steady. He was only half way in and he started pulling out. The jerk was teasing me! I strained against the force of his hands to have him inside of me. He was
rubbing the tip of himself in and out. I wiggled my ass at him and
tried to get loose of his grip. All of a sudden he plunged himself deep inside me; he hit my cervix and got me off guard. He was riding me and I loved every
minute of it. I could feel him coming close to his climax and I was following suit. He was pushing himself harder and faster into me,
connecting with my cervix every time. I was following his motion and pushing myself back against him, each time he'd trust forward.

I let out a cry of pleasure, then the door swung open, and there were people I didn't know with guns pointed at me, and me with my pants down, literally. Cole was still rocking against me. Men when they're close to coming, they realize nothing!

Mel said...

Fuck... Here I was, having sex with my maybe boyfriend, no gun, totally vulnerable. How could I have been so stupid. I'd have to beat myself up later...cuz the shit was about to hit the fan.

One of the men moved forward and poked Cole in the temple with the barrel of his hand gun. I felt Cole go utterly still. I peered at him from over my shoulder and watched as the colour drained from his face and his eyes went wide.

"Get up!" This from the tall man in the back. I couldn't see their faces as they were masked. They were all wearing the same black uniforms, so the only way I could tell them apart was by their size.

Cole slowly pulled out of me and stood, the shower still on, spraying down half his body. I turned the water off, then stood up beside Cole.

Five, there are five of them...either I was becoming more of a threat, or they were getting worse. They used to only send one or two. This was the first time I had ever received a full tactical team. Man I was kinda impressed.

"You sent all this for lil' ol' me?" I leaned on one hip and crossed my arms under my breasts. I was sizing them up. I may be able to take doown one or two, before they shot me. But not five.

"We've had problems with you before Maya." The tall one in the back said. "Are you going to come along quietly, or do we have to use excessive force?"

I could feel them all staring at me, their gaze sliding over my naked body felt like slimey eels. I repressed a shudder.

Weapon, I need a weapon!

Kami Akai said...

My eyes flash over to Cole, naked almost looking defeated. For a moment I couldn't help to believe that I had brought him here. I am such a fool. I couldn't take on any of the men dressed in black. I wanted to cry. In the original bathroom the towelrack was so loose that it was falling off, but now replaced with one that would take a bull to remove. "I can't go with you with nothing on can I?"

"Steve get these two lovebirds some clothes wouldn't 'cha?" There was a humour in his tone. "Can't let those big girls of yours get cold can we?" He reached out and grasped my right breast, teasing the nipple. Instictively I slapped his hand away, as a soft growl came from Cole. He reached up and slapped me hard. "Bitch." I took a step back and came up swinging, as a movement registered in my mind as Cole, wrestled with the man with the gun. His movements were liquid, as if honed by years of training. As I turned on my guy I wondered if there was something more to him that he's not telling...

Mel said...

The fight was basically over before it began. five on two just wern't good odds...especially when two were naked, wet, and cold. They had Cole pinned,laying on the floor under two men, arm twisted awkwordly, gun to his temple. Me, they had pinned to a wall, gun under my chin.

Steve chose that moment to walk in. He was carrying a bundle of clothes. When he saw the struggling Cole on the floor and me pressed against the wall he said, "Aw...I missed all the fun?"

"Just give them their clothes!" snapped the man who had me pinned. Steve tossed the clothes on the floor. They slowly released me, pointing to the pile of clothes on the floor with the gun barrel.

"Get dressed! And don't try anything stupid, or we'll kill you lover here."

Anonymous said...

"Fine!" I snapped back. I gave im the dirtest look I could manage, then stuck out my tongue. I knew it was being childish but I was naked, what else could I do?

I grabbed my pants and pulled them on. Of course, Steve, had to grab the tighter pair. I jump up and down to get the pants on properly. Steve watched me jump, I reached down and grabbed a shirt. While coming back up I flicked my wrist and the opposite sleeve, smacked Steve in the face with a sweet sound crack. I just smiled. "Yoops!"

Kami Akai said...

(((Mel next time you post you should start another thread, it may let those on dial-up not take up a habit, like smoking or drinking, waiting for all the posts to load...Something to think about)))

Steve whined like a little dog, rubbing his nose. I took note, perhaps Steve may be the weakest link of all these men. Other than the fact that they all are men. A small smile escaped my lips as the thought almost broke through the surface of my mind. Sick bastards. I had to be careful, and plan this with maticulas care. Running my hands up my flat belly I stretched out my back, fully aware of the black gun carefully trained on my movements. Feminine wilds was the only weapon that I had right now. I moved up to the largest one, the pne that seemed to give all the orders and put on a sad face with a tone in my voice, "Well mister are you going to," I bring up my wrists for him to view and have access to. The rest of the sentance broke out in a harsh whisper, "lock me up. Then spank me and call me a bad girl?"