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    The line begins to blur PT 1

     

    “So your telling me that I can’t bag her is that what I am hearing from your mouth?”

     

    ‘You heard me Shane, that bitch is out of you league. Look at her does she looked confused to you?”

    “10 bucks says not only will I bag her, but I’ll bag her tonight. You down?”

     

    “You’re on. Go for it Tiger.”

     

    Tiger was his nickname for me. He had a Spiderman fetish.

     

    I see that Carmen has this crew of people with her, all wearing the colors of the Outsiders, the Outsiders. Fuck me. I was just about to walk away when one of them noticed I was too close to there side of the room.

     

    “Well if it isn’t the player?”

     

    “Whatcha doing here freak?”

     

    “Neutral ground I can go where I please.”

     

    “Yeah sure freak” the ugly one said.

     

    I walked away but Carmen seemed impressed that I was not afraid .Why should I be afraid, death was like life to me only backwards.

     

    I head back to the couch. Mark is laughing.

     

    “You know Mark there are better ways to make money.”

     

    “Yeah but that was funny, pay up.”

     

    I hand him a 10 spot. I get up and head to the bathroom.

     

    If life wasn’t a fucked up joke it was about to be one.

     

    Carmen is a few girls a head of me on line. She turns around and sees me eyeballing her. Her face is a mask of rage so I can’t tell if she wants to fuck or kill. And now knowing what I know I have to say both in no particular order. She lets the girls behind her skip her, one two then me. Her body is radiating heat and somehow her hands found there way to my body, her hands liked the feel of my stomach. “So you’re Shane huh?” she asked. “Yeah I am Shane.” I tell her. The bathroom is free and she grabbed my hand and pulled me in with her. Her escorts where way to busy playing beer pong to notice she vanished and dragged me with her.

     

    “I’m Carmen.” Is all she says before she puts her tongue in my mouth. It was so sweet.

    Comments

    1. Baby-girl, this is priceless!! Seriously, you have gotta’ continue . . . I mean finally something different, I really like this, If you don’t continue soon, I will die . . . So unless you want to be put down for 1st degree, I suggest you continue and SOON!!!! LMFAO!!! LYLAS ;-p

    2. Hey, hello . . . is this thing workin’ . . . . YOU NEED TO UPDATE NOW, LIKE NOW, AS IN NOW, WHICH MEANS RIGHT NOW!!! LMFAO!!! PLEEEEEAAAAAASSSSEEE!!!!!!!!! DO IT BEFORE I GO INSANE!!! LYLAS ;-p

    3. ‘West Side Story’ meets the ‘L Word’. Perfect. Love how you’ve written the characters & Shane & Carmens instant attraction to one another. Amazing start, plz post soon.

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