Message-ID: <18773eli$9901212349@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hangten Subject: "Revenge" - A Willy T. Story(Mf+ MF anal)[1/5] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990101162027.12508.qmail@nym.alias.net> -----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- @(C) 1998 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the American Cancer Society. !!! WARNING !!! The following material is a sex story, intended for adults only - however you want to define them. The author accepts no responsibility should this material fall into the hands of minors or people who would be upset reading the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are obviously pure fantasy. These stories are written to stand alone but are based on characters and plots introduced in some of my previous writing. If you like these stories you might also like "The Adventures of Willy Tamarack," "Shack, Lead !" and "The Travels of Willy Tamarack." Characters who appear in previous works will be identified with (WT-A#3) behind their names the first time they appear in "The Stories." The code is as follows: WT-A = The Adventures of Willy T., SL = "Shack, Lead !", WT-T = The Travels of Willy T. The number(s) following the letters refer to the adventure(s), chapter(s) or trip(s) in which the character appears. It should go without saying; any resemblance between the characters in this account and real people, either living or deceased, is purely coincidental. If you're still searching for the perfect world that Willy has apparently found ? In other words: none of his friends contract sexually transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few of Willy's friends have any sexual inhibitions or hangups and if they do, they quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and almost all of the people live happily ever after. Well, you're probably as close to finding it here as anywhere else. Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat each other as such. A friend of mine once told me, "A day without sex, is a day without joy." As always, e-mail your comments to the usual. WILLY TAMARACK ONE MORE TIME AGAIN, FOR A WHILE THE STORIES "Revenge" Part One (Mf+ MF anal) by Frederick T. With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution ***** PROLOGUE ***** I woke sweating but it wasn't that hot. I was sleeping alone but sharing the night with the past...Shit ! Maybe it's the future, must be the dope..... She was in the forest, alone and wasn't wearing a thing...Left her clothes where she entered the trail. He came by here every day about this time. She wanted to surprise him and stood by a tree to wait. She smelled the marijuana and then heard him well before she could see him. She waved. He stopped and looked around. "What the fuck is going on ?" He thought to himself. He backed up and retraced his steps to the cabin. He crushed out the joint and walked faster as he heard the girl behind him started calling his name and running to catch up with him. God ! She has a nice little body. Tits just beginning to show, nipples still immature. He was getting hard envisioning her in his mind. Just a trace of hair at her crotch. He wondered if she had any hair on her cunt ? He was fully hard when he saw them. There were four of them and they were standing on the porch, leaning over the railing. None looked over fourteen...Ok ! Maybe more like, thirteen. Budding breasts, sparsely haired loins. They were staring at his cock. He jumped when the girl caught up with him, put her arms around his waist and started rubbing his cock. "We want some of your great dope...You ready to roll 'em." He wondered if she was referring to joints or the cameras in the bedroom ? She was pushing him forward toward the stairs. When he got to the top, the five of them stripped his clothes off as he felt the ripening flesh surrounding him. They all "ooohed" and "aaahed" when his cock came into view. "God ! Is he hung !" A little brunette cried. She had quite a hairy pussy and a surprising amount on her cunt lips. By this time he'd fingered them all. First, rubbing their slits until he could feel some moisture and then sliding his little finger into them, always licking his finger clean before going to the next one. He started cuming when the girl from the forest dropped to her knees and swallowed him whole. He could feel his cock quivering in her mouth. Could see the cum dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. It was a large leak now and when he pushed her face away from his cock, his semen rolled over her lips, down her chin and made a splatting sound as it hit the decking. They dragged him to the bedroom. He was tied to the bed and the five of them had their little mouths all over him. His cock, his balls, under his arms, his nipples. These young things were hungry little girls. The little brunette, with the nice pussy, pushed a little blonde away from his cock and threw her leg over him. Another hand grasped him and now he could feel her wet flesh slide down the shaft of his cock. He started cuming again. The force so strong it blew the little brunette off of him. She was replaced by a little blonde and he blew her off with gallons and gallons of cum rocketing out of the head of his cock. They all took a ride and every one of them got covered with slimy jizzim as he came and came and came. He looked up, exhausted, and there standing in the doorway was Rich and Connie and the two black, fake cops. One of the cops had a video camera in his hand, he waved and then they all did..... ***** CHAPTER ONE ***** I've gone to a lot of trouble hiding my identity on the net and in the news groups. It's not easy to get e-mail to me or from me. The number of false mail boxes and anonymous servers I sometimes use baffles my mind and I'm sure if I used fewer, I'd get more response. But shit ! If I could figure it out stoned and I often did, then...Aaah...What the fuck was I talking about ?? There was nothing today. I was on my way into town to pick up Carol and drive her to the piercing place. She'd finally made the big decision. She was going to have her labia pierced, right up near her clitoris. This friend of ours, Gee Gee, did it and loves it. Drives her crazy she says. Just what Carol needs. She is the horniest, most sexually honest woman I have ever been with. I mean, just last week...Oh ! Forget it...Anyway, while Carol was getting pierced, I was going to attempt a rendezvous with a young lady who did persevere and finally got some e-mail to me. The girl who gave her the instructions told her to keep trying if I didn't answer immediately; that it was worth the hassle. That's what the girl told me anyway and I was stoked ! We'd corresponded several times - each time giving more detail than the last. I'd hinted I was into photography and growing dope. She said she'd like to break into modeling. She used all the correct passwords so I was pretty confident she knew what was up. After dropping Carol off, I let my mind wander as I drove through town. It had been over a month since I was surprised by the young lady in the meadow. I never got any e-mail from her but did run into her and a friend up near the general store.....Ronda was her name and she had the biggest hooters with a nice hairy bush, natural too - a rust color. She immediately looked away when she caught me staring at her. I was positive she'd told her friend, we'd fucked and sucked almost all day long the last time she was up here. I was a little paranoid but went about my business - having lunch at the small cafe they had in the general store. The young ladies soon left the general store and my paranoia somewhat abated. A while later, when I left, they followed me and entered the forest at the exact same place I did. I waited for them about a half a mile from the general store. "Wow ! It sure is hard getting e-mail to you." "You didn't try hard enough." I'm still paranoid. "This is Annie." She's taller than Ronda with just a hand full of tit. Dark haired with the longest legs. I let them walk in front of me as we headed to the cabin. She had a nice prominent set of buns in her shorts, too. "We thought that...Maybe...You could take some pictures of Annie ?" "How about both of you ?" I countered. They giggle and laughed a little. "You mean together ?" They almost chorused each other. By the way they said it, I knew it was rehearsed. They were hot for the idea. I led them along the path to the cabin. It was about a three mile hike and took us over an hour. We shared a joint as we walked and that didn't speed us along. I had a woody most of the way wondering how far they would go with each other. I imagined them going sixty-nine while I fucked one and then the other. By the time we got to the cabin, I was half hard. A trip to the head...the little pink pill and I'd be Superman. The cabin was cool and I got them some soft drinks. We sat on the couch and talked about what I'd like to get on film. There was a lot of laughing and giggling but soon we're in the bedroom and they're taking off their clothes. Well, they're helping each other take off their clothes. Ronda's large breasts come into view, her areolae huge...About the size of Carol's but no where near as dark, a light brown almost pink. Her nipples flaccid but starting to show signs of life. On the other hand, Annie's tits were small cupcakes of flesh on her chest and she had the smallest, dark areolae and nipples. They were erect and I could hardly wait to suck one of them into my mouth. Their pants were on the way down and both of them had nice hairy pussies. Ronda's a rust color and Annie's a dark brown, almost black. My cock is starting to get hard and I can hardly wait to get my face buried in her crotch. They stood looking at me when they were naked. I'm sure they wanted to know when I was going to start taking pictures. I laughed. The cameras were rolling. I pick up the still camera and started snapping. I had them put their arms around each other and then kiss each other. My cock was straining against my shorts. They're taking turns sucking on each other's titties and I'm stroking my cock. Annie notices right away and starts laughing. I tell them to lie down on the bed. They're both laughing now. Annie stopped when I dropped my shorts and kept stroking my hard cock. "Ronda why don't you rub her pussy ?" They both start cracking up but Ronda soon has her hand in between Annie's legs rubbing her labia. I'm stroking faster. "Finger her !" I rasp out. I focus in with the still camera and get some great shots of Ronda worming her finger into Annie's dark haired pussy lips. Annie is just lying back, letting Ronda have her way with her. She even spreads her legs. That's when I got up on the bed with them. I pulled Ronda's hand out of Annie's cunt and replace it with my face. She immediately bucks her crotch up into my face as my tongue drills itself into her wet cunt. All the videos are rolling. I now have the bed bracketed by three. They are not obvious and if the young ladies weren't so stoned, they'd probably notice them. Annie's cunt is wet and ready so I climb aboard and start fucking her. Her legs come up around me and I'm off to the races. So is Annie and she cums after about twenty strokes, which is good because I came about ten strokes later..... ***** CHAPTER TWO ***** I got out of the car. I was at the Taco Bell up on Sunset. I order and sit to wait. This young blonde is wearing red shorts and I'm hoping it's her. Looks about fifteen, maybe sixteen. Anyone could be wearing red shorts but that's what I told my e-mail correspondent to wear. It's mid-morning and the place is empty. I'm wearing a coat and tie - look like Mr. Business Man. Well, a business man with a pony tail. She orders a coke, sits across from me and asks if I'm reading the Wall Street Journal. That's what I told her I'd be reading. I nod and get up to leave. I wait at Fox Ridge Park for almost a half an hour. Well, not really...I drove across the street from Taco Bell and get some great footage of her coming out and getting into her car. I get some more as she walks around the park at Foxridge. So, I really didn't wait at all. The coast appeared clear when I entered the park. I pass her walking around the path way and tell her I'm parked down the street a ways...a gray van. When I get into the van, she's in the back. Off we go. Carol gave me the key to one of her show houses and I've already set up the cameras in the bedroom. The people are away on vacation or something. It's hers exclusively to sell - not a multiple listing so I don't have to worry about some other realtor barging in on us. I even ripped off the remote for the garage door this morning while I was setting up. So right into the garage we go. Ginger is her name. I don't want to know her last name. I guide her to the front room and we sit on the couch. I've got the video camera, I was filming her with, lying on the coffee table. I throw a ounce of grass on the table and watch her eyes light up. I pack the bong as we talk. "Where do you know Annie from ?" "Aaah...We used to go to school...to junior high school together..." That trails off into nothing as I light the bong and pass it to her. After several hits off the bong, I pick up the camera and start to film her as we talk and smoke. She giggles a lot and I'm starting to get a hardon. "What'd Annie tell you about me ?" She started laughing, then blurted out, "...that you give great head !" She continues laughing and I've got a full fledged hardon in my slacks. She's staring at it as I keep filming, moving from place to place around the room. "How old are you, Ginger ?" "Sixteen..." She looked younger. Blonde hair, shoulder length, looked natural but I'd find out in a few minutes. She was wearing a baggy "T" shirt so I couldn't tell much about her tits or hips. Nice legs, though. Like I said, she was wearing a pair of red shorts, but not too short. "Did you drive up to Taco Bell ?" She just nodded as she took another hit off the bong. I put the camera down and took a hit off the bong. My cock had grown down the leg of my slacks. I flexed it a bit as I hit off the bong. When I looked at her, she snapped her gaze away from my boner to the grass on the coffee table. "That looks like more than a...quarter...of...an ounce." She had a hard time getting it out. I took off my jacket and started to work my tie off. "Nah...It's the same size I gave to Ronda and Annie...You wanna start ?" "Sure...Sure..." She struggled to her feet and wandered after me as I headed for the bedroom. The last several feet I turned and walked backwards, filming, as I entered the bedroom. I patted the bed and followed her with the camera until she sat down. "You ever been filmed taking your clothes off ?" She shook her head "no." I kept filming with the hand cam but in reality I didn't have to film a thing. Three cameras bracketed the bed. I was getting hard thinking of boning her. "Why don't you get naked..." Her hands moved to the hem of her "T" shirt and off it came. I put down the camera and started on my shirt. She couldn't take her eyes off mine. I could see her wondering why I wasn't filming. The moment didn't last long. I started to laugh and she joined me. Her tits were about tennis ball size with small tight, little areolae, almost all nipple...They poked out of her breasts like chewy candy. She was struggling with her shorts so I reached to help her. Her panties were bunched up in her crotch and some of her pubic hair was visible. It was a brown color and bushy. I was on my knees and sliding my hands up her thighs which were covered with a golden down of hair. She lifted her hips and down the panties came. I got a good view of her cunt as her panties came down and it looked like she had a pretty hairy pussy. I was hard as rock in my pants. I pushed her knees up and started at her knee. Down my tongue went. I could smell pussy and would have gone up the other side but she grabbed my head and forced my face into her crotch. It was humid and she was moist. I wormed my tongue into her and her hips bucked up into my face. I pushed her thighs back on to her chest and feasted on her bearded clam. I tasted her again and held her still as she tried to buck up into my face. Her cunt had opened a bit and there was pink showing. Her asshole was bare...not a hair on it. I reamed my tongue into it and she screamed out. "Ooooh ! My Jesus ! God ! I'm cummmming." I kept reaming my tongue in and out of her cunt and asshole. I looked up into her lust contorted face. "You like to fuck, Ginger ?" It was a groan. "Ohhhhh ! Yea !" That's what I loved to hear, a young lady who likes to fuck. I got to my feet and opened my pants. They fell to the floor as I dropped my boxer shorts. My cock was like a crow bar. Just hard as steel. I stroked it a bit and then hovered over her as she rubbed the head of my cock in her cunt. When she stopped moving it around, I sunk myself into her. She was very tight and I could feel her insides moving aside to let my meat into her belly. I was full in her and could feel her muscles contract around my cock. She was not that wet and when I pulled out some of her cunt meat clung to my shaft. She winced a bit and then screamed a bit when I forced it back into her. She was much easier getting into the second time and after three or four times I was working up a pretty good rhythm. She was starting to pant and I was starting to sweat. Her tits hardly moved on her chest and her areolae were now all nipple. I fucked her faster. She was going to cum, I could tell. Her legs tightened around my neck and her nails dug into my arms. I was really slamming in and out of her by now and feeling the tell-tail signs of my orgasm. After doing the "Joe Cocker" routine, I kept fucking until she stopped moving and then kissed down to her cunt. It was spread wide and I kissed and licked it until the young thing was moving her hips around on the bed. Her clitoris was a tiny nub in the upper part of her vagina. I licked around it and then sucked it into my mouth. She moaned real loud and then almost broke my neck as she rolled away from me. Ginger was on her side. Her legs were drawn up and her cunt lips were clearly visible between the cheeks of her ass, along with her hairless anus. I bit the meaty part of her rump and she giggled. The giggling continued as I worked her ass cheeks apart and reamed my tongue into her anus again. She ended up on her back with her thighs pressed against her chest as I lathered her little brown hole with saliva. I pressed my tongue into her asshole and felt her sphincter tighten against it. I could feel her body tense and relax in a cadence she was no longer in control of. Her orgasm lasted quite a while and only slowed when I rolled her over and began biting her ass a bit. God ! Do I love hairless assholes ! ***** CHAPTER THREE ***** Carol Whitouski entered the tattoo parlor across from UNLV. J.J. had recommended the place. After the bright sun light outside, it seemed dark inside. A scraggly haired biker type was standing behind the counter reading a skin magazine. He looked up but figured the woman coming through the door was definitely in the wrong place. Nobody that well dressed ever entered Whicked Tattoos. Maybe she was looking for where her kid had his tattoo done. "Hi ! I'm Carol and I've got an appointment with Dave to have my labia pierced." The biker behind the counter did a double take and then his face slowly lit up with a smile. "I'm Dave." Tattoos and body piercing were the latest rage, had been for a while and Dave realized that he'd have to get used to middle aged men and women coming in for his services. He brought the woman behind the counter and through to the rear of the building. Nice looking cunt even though she was a little old. He figured maybe late thirties, early forties. They entered the operating facility and Dave told her to have a seat. Carol was excited. Gee Gee had told her so much about the procedure that she felt whatever Dave told her would be over kill. She was surprised he didn't have tattoos all over him like J.J. He was talking about how the procedure would go and then mentioned, "...recommended that you go without for a couple of weeks to allow for thorough healing." "Go without what ?" Carol asked as she crossed one leg over the other. In the process she gave Dave a good look at a lot of skin. Dave looked at her quizzically. "What ?" "Go without what ?" How dense was this broad ? He felt like telling her "go without cock" but held his tongue. Getting to see her snatch would be enough and working on it always set them off...Almost a hundred percent. The woman laughed and then blurted out..."Oh ! I get it now...Go without cock !" She was staring at his crotch when he turned to nod his head. "We're going to have to shave you a little unless you're already shaved." He was back to washing his hands with his back to her again. "I might need a little to tide me over...I didn't think the wait would be quite that long." Dave turned, not believing what he was hearing and here the broad was already up in the stirrups, her panties on the floor. Jesus ! What a bush this cunt had. "Well..." Dave just stared at her cunt and slowly began unbuttoning his jeans. He had a big shit eatin' grin on his face. His cock flopped out and he started beating it. It was quickly getting hard. He still hadn't looked at her face. "Oh ! You've got a nice fat cock !" Carol exclaimed. Not much longer than Willy's but a lot fatter. She was fingering herself and was slick with cunt butter, had been since Willy picked her up at work. Gee Gee said she wouldn't feel like driving and what was Willy doing anyway ? Dave stepped between Carol's legs and rubbed his fat cock head up and down the furrow of pink she'd cleared with her finger. He was in her and still getting harder. Carol figured this wouldn't last long. Maybe there were some other guys around ? He started fucking. God ! Did his fat prick feel good, spreading her insides apart. She started pulling off her jacket and blouse. When her tits came into view, he bent and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She knew she wasn't going to get off before he did. He was breathing in bellows and his cock was a blur between her legs. She felt him spasm and then he drove himself all the way into her, his cock exploding a bucketful of cum into her cunt. After a few jerky thrusts, he pulled out. His cock already shrinking. She could feel his seed dribbling down between the cheeks of her ass. "Does that include anal intercourse ?" She asked. Again, Dave was slow on the up take. "Can I take it in the ass while I'm waiting for my cunt to heal ?" Dave nodded his head "yes" and then Carol was on her knees licking his cum soaked cock. After a while she stopped and looking up at him, asked, "You want to fuck me in the ass ? I love fat cocks in my ass." She could feel his cock jump in her hand and went back to sucking him. He got hard real fast and soon had her bending over one of the chairs while he sawed his cock in and out of her ass. God ! She had a tight butt. Like two cantaloupes, just a little jiggle as he buried himself in her. Her anus felt like a hand grasping his cock and milking the cum out of it. He kept fucking and when she reached down to scratch his nut sack, he exploded again. He had his hands on her hips, spreading her ass apart. The valley between the butt was a jungle of dark pubic hair. His cock just disappeared into it. He couldn't even see her asshole but when his spunk started escaping from around his cock, it matted her pubic hair and formed a tunnel that led right to her asshole. When he pulled out, her anus was clearly visible with a gigantic blob of semen leaking out of it. She was still in the throes of orgasm and her asshole seemed to twitch every few seconds, forcing more of his spunk out of her. Dave spent a lot of time cleaning out her cunt and shaving her. He couldn't get over how much hair she had between her legs. He had her mons partly shaved and was wiping away the foam. He fiddled with her clit a bit and she got off again, thrusting up against his hand. Carol was breathing hard. This guy knew how to manipulate a cunt. She squeaked out, "Can you fuck me again ?" He was giggling almost laughing and then he was standing between her legs, stroking himself. "How about a blow job and I'll use a special machine on you." Carol was game and down on her knees sucking his brains out. He took a long time to cum and only after licking his balls and jacking him off for a while did he fill her mouth with a load of warm semen. Carol gobbled it up. The machine was a foot long, black, electric cock with a long cord you plugged into the wall. She wasn't too impressed, she'd used dildos before. Dave plugged it in and the rubber cock started to expand and contract. He fiddled with a button at the cord end and the thing took off in his hand, pumping up and down, in and out of it's sheath like a sprinter. Carol hopped back up into the stirrups and he reamed the rubber cock into her after turning it off. When he turned it on, the thing took off. Carol threw her head back and screamed. "Jesus ! Fuck ! This thing's gona kill me." Dave increased the speed and Carol was wailing non-stop now. The black rubber cock was digging in and out of her at an ever increasing speed as Dave rotated it around in her snatch. Her orgasm was very powerful and lasted for minutes, her legs tensing up in the stirrups...Her crotch thrusting up to meet the dick machine. ***** CHAPTER FOUR ***** The procedure took a lot longer than I figured it would. Ginger was an energetic young lady and loved to have her pussy and ass eaten. It also appeared that she liked to fuck, too ! I was having a great time and only shut down the operation because Carol said two hours max. When I called the piercing place the guy on the phone sounded loaded but then I was, so maybe it was me ? "No...Man...She's still in there...They might be having a problem..." That dribbled off into nothing and I hung up. Knowing Carol, and if the guy was good looking, they were probably fucking like rabbits. I drove to the condo and got the mail. There was a big manila envelope addressed to me. I slit it open after sitting at the breakfast table. I didn't leave the table for over a half hour and then only to go out to the car to get a joint. I was shaking when I got back. The pictures were grainy...About a dozen...All color...Erin was in all of them, usually with a large cock or two spurting, what seemed like, gallons of cum on her face. Jesus ! There was one of her cunt with semen flowing out of it like a river. A couple shots of a real long, fat cock pushing into her asshole. All the pictures had captions, hand written. "She loves cum - can you fill her like this ?" Was attached to the one of her cum seeping cunt. "She likes it better when it's all over her." Jesus ! Her tits and stomach were covered with gobs of the stuff, forming puddles. I sat back and stoked up the number. The phone rang or I'd still be sitting there. It was Carol, she wanted me to pick her up. I walked slowly to the car and headed down to Maryland Parkway and the university. I exploded about half way there. That mother fucking, cock sucking, son of a bitch...I promised him...I would never see his wife again...Never again...Threatened him...He better not fuck with my friends...I kept my word...But, no...He went ahead and fucked with my friend...Now...This is war, fuck head...No holds barred ! There was no doubt, in my military mind, that Rich, Connie's husband, was behind this. Connie and I had gone together in high school...Well, it's kind of a long story (WT-A#3A/B,5,11,12,13,WT-T#12B). I was silent when Carol got in the car. She was still high from the piercing and fucking, talking like a blabber mouth...Didn't notice I hadn't said a word. When we got to the condo, she went to take a nap. I packed and woke her at seven...Told her I had to go to the beach for a while and asked if she was going to be ok ? She kissed me and off I went. It was kind of late when I arrived at Erin's. I got the munchies driving through Barstow and stopped at McDonalds. She took a long time coming to the door and I thought maybe she had someone with her. Then the porch light came on and I could see her peeking out from behind the curtains. The door flew open and she threw her arms around me and gave me a big slobbery kiss. "Willy...What are you doing here ? Did you call ?" I kissed her again and shortly there after we were in bed, fucking like minks. Her enthusiasm convinced me that she wasn't seeing a regular guy and I kind of wondered how she got involved with the cock sucker ? Had to be because of me. I was certain of that. We were lying on our backs still breathing hard and sweating. She rolled over on top of me and asked me again why I came to visit. I lied and told her there was a good South swell running and I wanted to go surfing. It was morning before I worked up the courage...Well, I really didn't even do that, just scattered the photos on the breakfast room table and waited for a reaction when she came out, on her way to work. She stared at them for a long time from about three feet away and then blurted out, "Where the fuck did you get those ?" "Got'em in the mail." They weren't really that good. No where near as good as the shit I was doing but then those were for my own private viewing. I wasn't sending them to former boy friends or parents or whatever. But...Maybe, there wasn't much difference ? I thought there was but could probably be convinced there wasn't. Erin was silent as I stared at her. I gathered up the photos and ripped them up; wandered over to the trash and dumped them. She was still standing by the sink and I flashed back to the December, just before my cancer operation...Her sisters and her drinking and smoking a little dope and cooking dinner before they fucked and sucked my brains out. I walked over to her and took her into my arms. "Listen Erin...This has nothing to do with you...You just got caught up in it because you got involved with me...Your life is your own. I care for you a lot...Probably love you...I love Carol, too...You can go out with and sleep with whom ever you want or desire...I don't want to stop you from living your own life...Shit ! A couple of weeks ago we both...And I knew it was going to happen...And even talked with Carol about it before you arrived...I'm sorry. But this son of a bitch..." I just held her, both of us rocking back and forth. I could feel her shaking. Erin was confused. The nerve of Willy, fucking just about everything he could get his hands on...And then has the balls to drive down here and show her the pictures and tell her that her life was her own and lecture her about what she did on her own...But the memories of that weekend flooded her head. The fucking and sucking she did. She couldn't remember it all...Really couldn't remember any of it but the pictures brought a lot of it back. They took turns with her...She was so drunk she thought it was funny and they were all laughing, egging each other on while they spewed semen all over her. Erin O'Connel started crying and Willy held her tighter, just rocking her back and forth. Willy drove her to work and told her he'd pick her up about four. She couldn't concentrate and the day dragged on. She called the number Rich gave her. His secretary told her that he was busy in a conference and would get back to her. He never did as Erin rushed to answer each call she got. She left a little before two after calling Rich several more times. He was always busy. She spent the afternoon in her favorite bar; eventually getting stinking, shit faced drunk and was the life of the party all afternoon...Well, not a real big party until late in the afternoon... After leaving Erin, I drove down to the beach and just watched the waves as they broke on the sand. I walked up and down the beach a couple of times and then finally drove to the nearest library I could find. Being a stupid fool, I didn't bother to ask anyone so it was a while before I found one. I surfed the internet for a bit and then ripped off some paper and a pencil, jotted some shit down and drove inland for a while. I parked out front and just watched. The idea didn't come to me until a little after four and then I rushed back to pick up Erin. I wandered through the offices but most everyone was gone. One thing I realized after twenty years in the air force...Not many government offices ran on the same government clock as the military did. I finally found an older woman who told me that she hadn't seen Erin since a little after lunch. She had no idea where she could be. I was on the way out of the building when this old man...He looked like a custodian...told me Erin was probably at the Moonlight. He told me I could walk and I did. The place was packed when I walked in about four-thirty. I found her right away. She was bellied up to the bar with about a half a dozen people, both men and women. I recognized one of the men. He was the cop she was with the night they busted me...Seemed like eons ago but it wasn't. I sat at a table near the door and when the waitress came by, ordered a beer. It tasted like shit but I nursed it for over an hour and then ordered another one. The place stayed pretty rowdy until almost eight. Erin was still at the bar but now with just two other guys. She could hardly stand and every once and a while would fall against one of the guys. I was pretty sure they were cops as they had that look about them. One of them left and now there was just the two of them. The place had thinned out a lot and every once and a while I could hear her slurred voice...Loud...Talking shit. I laughed. She was not only drunker than shit but real pissed off. I wandered over to the jute box and perused the selections. It had a whole page of oldies and I selected one that may have been popular back when we were in grammar school together. Shit ! I don't know...That was so fucking, long ago. I had to wait about ten minutes before it came on and then moved across the room. The cop's eyes were glued to me as I approached Erin from behind. I put my hand gently on her arm and almost whispered, "May I have this dance ?" -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: 5.5.3a iQCVAwUBNmgiTpo9y+4wL+b1AQFlxAP+L0vDLssmlX74nsiaheDoruRr5jpM7Exj 51kPt6wu5dTJ9b0vBFrAJIFJjfhjD/UewxjLQkm6nK1D3cssMhkg+d8SJo83JXCv 2Vur3ipr7B81iJA2LT4Whml9x3gQfzGgNUGKaAxAJxQ9+YMj4rHwTREE0lK8TSXq A3JfRNS4fZ4= =tomv -----END PGP SIGNATURE----- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----