Message-ID: <40553asstr$1043269802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Sean Farragher" X-Original-Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1106 Importance: Normal X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 22 Jan 2003 11:28:16 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel -- Chapter 71 Night at the Gables Strip Club Date: Wed, 22 Jan 2003 16:10:02 -0500 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: dennyw, newsman If you have missed any parts of Taxi Murders the Novel, they are archived on ASSM --Google and at my web site. I welcome feedback. Chapters 1-70 are available at my site. Chapter 71 is here. Site is updated every few days: http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook Taxi Murders the Novel -- Chapter 71 TxM6 Taxi Murders the Novel Night at the Gables Strip Club (c) 2003 Sean Farragher sfarragher@nj.rr.com http://www.seanfarragher.com http://www.seanfarragher.com/Joss http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook Chapter 71 Night at the Gables Strip Club With Laurie & Henry Tuesday, May 21, 1991: 0210 Hours The taxi driver Jason, who claimed to be a descendant of the Delaware Indians, said that Laurie "was taller than trees by blood flooding rivers". Henry liked that description and always quoted it. Tonight, Laurie wore a brief, white tunic with flared salmon sleeves. It opened showing her delicate tits that appeared larger. I owe all to the wonder bra and my cleavage she'd claim.. "You're hair is amazing," he would tell her. "And your breasts are amazing too." "You like them? I know you like my hair, but you have to do something about your vocabulary, darling. It is not fitting that a college professor repeat obvious words." Henry knew Laurie was teasing. "I love it," and he paused. "You have no idea how beautiful you are?" I love it when you tell me I am smart, or you like my poems. I don't love you because you are beautiful, Laurie looked away. I know it goes with the territory. On one hand I like the obvious sexual leers, and on the other, you want to hide. "You shy. Come on. Stop making me laugh too hard." "Look at Rea. She has a perfect body." "You have a perfect body." "Maybe." Henry and Laurie looked at each other, and said nothing for several minutes. Laurie caressed Henry's thigh and stared at the dancers. Two dancers were talking off stage. They seemed to be deeply interested in the other and their conversation. Laurie strained to hear. "I love to listed to random conversations. I don't know those girls, nodding towards them." "They have nothing on you darling. You are a league above them." "Of course you would say that sweet baby. Is it true?" "Of course it is. It is absurd to say not." Sitting at the Gables, late, watching the dancers and the Yankees on TV, Henry asked an obvious question. "Why am I here just watching strippers?" Turning to Laurie, he smiled. "You're more beautiful." "No," Laurie frowned. "I am not. I'm too tall, and my tits are either too small or just everywhere." "That is not possible." "Have you had tits? Do you know how it feels to have men stare at you because of them. Worse, some women won't talk to you if you are too beautiful. "I would love to know what women feel. You ogle us. When I was younger ..." "Yes old man, she laughed, pushing her hand deeper into his lap. "Can't get it up any more?" Henry didn't protest. Leaning forward. "Shall we go home?" "No, I am not ready. I want to talk to Mary. She's asked me to come. That's the reason we are here baby." "She always has problems." "You like Mary. Don't pretend that you don't. She likes you. You'd be amazed how much. Too much. I don't want to give her a chance." "Why not? Have you slept with her?" "Long ago. We decided we liked men. Well, she did. I am still not sure. But then again, I have you now. "I can pretend to be a girl." "You'd be an ugly witch love." "You mean bitch don't you." "No, you are not a bitch, darling. I am. You're a prick. Laurie laughed. Do you want me to stop? "Stop what?" Leaning closer Laurie kissed Henry. Looking at her hand in Henry's lap. Do you want to come in your pants? I hate to waste a hardon. No one would care. People jerk off at this bar in the most obvious ways." "No, don't stop, but let's save the finale for later." "You can't imagine how many times a man has just done what I am doing to you. Do you like it?" "You are something." "Now, brilliant poet Henry. You can do better than that. 'You are something.' What am I? What the fuck am I? Tell me." "I can't tell you. You know. I tell you all the time." You are smart, beautiful and humane. Now, stop it. I know you want me to fall at your feet and worship. I will. I do. I cannot stand being in this public space and not make love to you right here. "Let me sit on your lap." "Won't the dancers complain? You don't work here anymore. Besides if you do I will come in five minutes. How will that be good for you?" "I must be slipping, she giggled. Usually, I can get them off in two. Besides I like doing it just for you." "I know." "But you usually don't let me do it just for you. You want to leave don't you? I know I do." "Sure." "Let me find Mary. I saw her slip backstage. I'll be about ten minutes." Getting up to leave Laurie passed Rea who had just finished dancing. Smiling, Laurie pointed to Henry. Henry saw the brief conversation so he was not surprised when Rea, who was a short but incredibly stacked blond, sat where Laurie was sitting. "You're girlfriend asked me to take over for her. "I get 100 for a blow job. She asked me to run a tab for her. We can do it in one of the booths." "Sure," Henry said, knowing Rea, he shook his head and leaned into her, and whispered. "You don't think I would go through with it." "I know I will." "Let's go." "I heard that you are a watcher. Maybe you would prefer to watch me with Gina. Gina baby, how ya doing?" Gina had black hair with pale Irish skin. Wearing a robe that she left open Gina kissed Rhea easily and lingered. "I don't know this handsome man, Rhea." "He belongs to Laurie. She just paid for a blowjob." Kissing Henry on the cheek, she asked. "Where's Laurie, I wanted to ask her something." "She talking to Mary backstage." "Let me find her. Now take care of this man before I do." "Let me go with you. I want to find out myself. Henry can wait for Laurie." Henry interjected. "No, you're not getting away with this." "Oh sweetheart you don't want me. Why would you? You have Laurie." "Do you think I would have done it." "Of course you would. How could you resist. You are a man or the best cross dresser fag I have ever met." Henry turned to the TV. The Yankees had lost to Red Sox at Fenway. News show was playing recap. Mattingly had just flied out with two on. Stump should have pulled him. He's not doing it. Pulled a hamstring last week. If he's not starting, then he doesn't hit. Should have let Gallego hit. That alone made Henry cringe. Henry knew Mike Gallego from the cabs. He liked the man and wanted the Yankees to do well. Mike had given Henry tickets for a game. Great seats. Right in the family section near the dugout. "Where's Laurie." Henry looked around. A beautiful redhead who looked something like Laurie, but dressed in only a thong sat down in Laurie's seat. "Need some company honey?" Henry turned. "Hi who are you? Never seen you." "I'm Christ Tina. No one can see me unless I want them." "You're a funny, babe." "No, I mean it. You appeared to be talking to yourself. Kiss me." "No, not on the cheek. Here, on my mouth." Henry kissed and suddenly Christ Tina became Laurie, and Henry realized he was on a walkabout. Henry didn't want to kiss her but couldn't stop his movement towards her. Instantly, he felt himself elevated and his heart raced. Lifting his hands to cup her breast while they kissed, he didn't realize he moved his hand, and he tried to stop but couldn't. Flipping her nipple, she bore down on him and her tongue softly rushed into his mouth and out again. Henry thought he was about to come, and suddenly it stopped. Suddenly Christ Tina became Laurie, and Henry realized he was on a walkabout. "I'm glad you're here. I was just talking to a dancer who called herself "Christ Tina. She kissed me. Did you see?" "I know." "What do you mean you know?" "I am her. Didn't you know?" "I am not that drunk to believe you, but I do. Also it doesn't mater. Can we go home?" "I want you," Laurie held Henry's hand and brought it to her lips. "Fuck me." "I will. Will Christ Tina be there?" "Why do you want me? Because you believe I am Christ Tina and I could feel your resistance to her when she kissed you. You could not stop her, but you wanted to. I felt that." "Of course." "I feet that way kissing you. I am glad." "Glad? Why?" "When she kissed me I almost came.." "I know." "I fucken love you." "Do you? Many have told me that." "I do." "I believe you. "I have never loved anyone more." "Do you think I actually believe that. Henry how could you know that. You can't compare what doesn't happen in the same time. You were different as I am. Henry kissed Laurie slowly and this time his hands reached between her legs gently, and she opened wider, offering her sex to him. Neither cared who watched. They kissed for at least five minutes. Folks walked by and smiled at them. They saw Henry's hand opening Laurie. No. Let's go home. Not here. No more. Please, Henry said. Someday I will lap dance for you. They do it all the time right here. They expect it. Don't be so shy. Please, Henry, let's go. OK. Let's go. Now. No bullshit. Make out with me in the car. Remind me to tell you later what Mary told me, and who I met." Walking out of the bar Laurie said her goodbyes quicker than usual. She had many fans and friends at the club. Lilly, the owner, was pissed. "Don't leave she said. i want to talk to you." Laurie told her she would be back tomorrow. Lilly asked her if she wanted to work? No, I am retired, Laurie added. "Ok. See you then, now don't forget." Sitting in the car, Henry was silent looking out the window at the Hudson river lights. It was almost 2:30 AM. Laurie would be driving. She didn't drink tonight and besides as she often said, it was her car. "Let's get out of here," Henry said. "You promised." "Henry kissed her and nibbled and then pushed back, please I want to spread out and I can't here." "You did promise." "No, I didn't. You assumed. That's OK. Do you want to hear what Mary said?" "She's pregnant, right?" "No, she wanted to introduce me to a couple at the bar. They wanted to meet me. "Why? Mary knows that you and I swing. She thought that we would like their special kink. "They fuck chickens?" "No, you fuck chickens. Get serious. They're brother and sister. Maria's older than him and they have been living together as husband an wife for years, so they claim. Who know what the truth is? She was all over him. Yea, she fucks him. They also said they both had sex with their mother. They spoke about it openly." "I got to hear this. What happened?" "I didn't like her. She is cruel. I told Mary that. I sense something bad about her. I don't want anything to do with her." "What's her name again?" "Maria. You got to listen better darling. I know you like to pretend you're not interested in anyone." "What's her brother like?" "Very handsome and somewhat shy. Tall and athletic. I liked him. He had calm grey eyes. They were a color I never saw before. If I didn't love you I would be attracted to him, but he didn't seem to know I was there. He's devoted to his sister. She dominates him. I don't like that usually, but I understood." "You got all of this in one conversation." "His name is Antonio. I called him Tony and he corrected me. He also said he goes by the nickname of Abel. I could call him that. He joked that his father was Caine. "When he told me his nickname Maria told him to keep quiet. I thought that was odd. She seemed so in control. It was as if she was him as well. Like I pretend to be Christ Tina for you." "So you were pretending." "No, I was not. Let me finish." "I liked Christ Tina, you know." "Of course you would. You are a slut like me. Now, let me finish please." "I love you." "I asked Antonio directly, as they were talking about the wonders of incest openly, if he had slept with his father. He told me that he never met him and he didn't like guys. Never been with one he said. I had several step fathers and like them more. I joked with him that he should try men out. Lilith didn't like that answer. She told me that she hated homos. I told her, looking into her eyes, that I am one. Well, I know I am not completely. She said that she liked women too. I asked her why she discriminated against gay men. She said, I love men too much to give them up to another dick. I told her quite frankly that she confused me as she did herself. That ended the conversation. I was glad. I felt threatened by her. She kept staring at my tits, and when I got up to leave she was staring at my ass. I asked her if she liked it. She replied. I would love to whip it, and then smirking leaned into her brother and kissed him deeply and he stood up against her and she felt his ass and they left leaving fifty dollars on the bar to cover their tab. At least they were not cheap. I don't even think they were drinking anything more than seltzer. Starting the car up, Laurie asked. "What can I do for you tonight darling?" "Be you. Fuck Christ Tina." 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