Message-ID: <37028asstr$1024866603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "smilodon" X-Original-Message-ID: NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 18:15:28 +0000 (UTC) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Priority: 3 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.50.4522.1200 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 18:15:28 +0000 (UTC) Subject: {ASSM} - Story, Schadenfreude, (humour, no sex,) Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 17:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, newsman, dennyw Set myself a 500 word limit with no 'compound tenses'. Comments welcome, as always. Shadenfreude "Doc, I'm really sorry to bother you like this. It was just such a shock seeing her like that. I don't want to waste your time or anything. I just need to talk to someone." " I don't mind. You're paying" "Well, it was a real shock, you see. I never thought I'd ever see her again and to run into her at Waterloo station. I dunno, the thing is, er, I know what they mean now about something taking your breath away. I couldn't breathe, like literally couldn't breathe. And the shock! Christ! It was a physical pain in my chest. Oh, I knew I wasn't having a heart attack, I can recognise a myocardial infarction when I have one, but it was real, serious pain." "I see. How long since you saw her last?" "Oh, about five years two months." "That's not 'about', that's exact. I thought you told me you were over her?" "I thought I was, too. I thought I'd cracked it. Then I see her again and everything goes pear-shaped. I really hope you didn't mind me calling you, Doc. I didn't know what else to do." " Like I said, you're paying." " Ok then. What I want to know is why she's still affecting me like this. I mean to say; you'd think I could handle after five years. It's not as if there haven't been others. It's just that she was special, I guess." " How so?" " Christ, I don't know! She came from a different world, I suppose. You know me, Doc. I'm not exactly the most exciting person in London and she was this 'society babe', picture in the 'Tattler', that sort of thing. Not that that impressed me. Of course, there was the sex. Abso-fucking-lutely incredible! I'm not exactly inexperienced, Doc, as you know, but she just knocked me out. "Go on." "Well, we met at 'Tramps'. Not my usual stamping ground but a pal of mine had got promoted so we were celebrating. I wasn't on the look out - I was going out with Melanie at the time - I just couldn't believe it when I pulled her. Anyway, we ended up going back to her place and she blew me in the taxi! Ever had sex in a black cab, Doc?" " Can't say I have." "You should try it. No I didn't mean that, man in your position, wouldn't be right. Where was I? Oh right, fantastic sex. It wasn't only that of course." "Tell me more." "She was a lovely person. And she had magnificent tits; you should have seen them, defied gravity! And they were all real. She used to have her pubes waxed very other week. I really liked that, bald as a baby. And she was really intelligent as well. Look, Doc, are you sure you don't mind? I don't want to waste your time or anything." "Stop moaning and buy me another pint. I'm enjoying it." smilodon, playing on a Sunday afternoon. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+