SpikeOtacon
03-27-2004, 03:41 PM
Chapter 1: Ow, my head.
I awoke one morning to find myself once again on the street, another bump on my head. That lady from apartment 12 must have had something to do with this. I'm sure of it. Damn though, she was a hottie. That sweet smelling perfume, her golden-blonde hair, thin legs....God.....I need to stop thinking of her right now....i'm getting too excited.
Anyways, I was in front of the famous Hilton hotel in the green light district of town. A pretty fancy place, but a lot of snobs. Not quite my place, but plenty of fine lookin women there. I decided to venture there in search of a date. Now, I have horrible luck with women, and one day I remembered a saying from a famous actor centuries ago.
"Being Bi-sexual increases your chances of a date on a saturday night by 200%".
I tried that, but it just didn't work out for me. I mean, I just can't stand the thought of getting in bed with another guy. Sometimes I couldn't help it, like when I had to share the cell with 'Bubba-XG6' in jail one night. Damn RAcast....Metal rods do NOT go there in the human anatomy! Jeeze....Horrible memories of that night.
I met this woman at the bar in the Red Light district, a hot-blooded section of town with bars and nightclubs at every corner. This particular young woman was in the bar I usually attend. We met for a few drinks, and then she offered me a chance to stay at her place for the night.
"What, really? I can stay for the night?" I asked, stupidly. Chicks dig that stuff.
"Yes...my room in the Hilton hotel. Green light district. You know where that is, right?"
My immidiate thought was that she must be rich, but I didn't know she was THAT rich! Whoo! What a catch! Looks, money, and she's a fast catch! Wonderful! Could I possibly have a good one here? YES!
"Can we go now? I'm feeling a bit sore.." I said, rubbing my back. Gold, pure gold. She smiled a bit.
"Of course. Bartender, place this on my tab please. His too." The Bartender nodded. God that bartender was fat.
"Of course miss H." He said, nodding and smiling strangly at me. Memories of that night with 'Bubba-XG6' came to my mind. I shook a bit, in fright. She and I left the bar, and headed to the Green light district. I spend most of the time during the walk observing her. She smelled of fresh vanilla, and walked with the stride of a supermodel. When we got to the hotel, I looked at her in amazement. This place was HUGE! She must be VERY rich! The man at the front door nodded to her as we went in. Inside it was large and spacious, the first 4 floors just dedicated to the main lobby. Such a breathtaking sight....So many people were walking about, when she wrenched at my arm, draging me off to the elevator. We went all the way up to the 69'th floor, and all the way up I looked down at the people on the floor below us, and they all got smaller and smaller. When the door opened, we got off and headed to her room. My excitement grew and grew with each footstep...
I awoke one morning to find myself once again on the street, another bump on my head. That lady from apartment 12 must have had something to do with this. I'm sure of it. Damn though, she was a hottie. That sweet smelling perfume, her golden-blonde hair, thin legs....God.....I need to stop thinking of her right now....i'm getting too excited.
Anyways, I was in front of the famous Hilton hotel in the green light district of town. A pretty fancy place, but a lot of snobs. Not quite my place, but plenty of fine lookin women there. I decided to venture there in search of a date. Now, I have horrible luck with women, and one day I remembered a saying from a famous actor centuries ago.
"Being Bi-sexual increases your chances of a date on a saturday night by 200%".
I tried that, but it just didn't work out for me. I mean, I just can't stand the thought of getting in bed with another guy. Sometimes I couldn't help it, like when I had to share the cell with 'Bubba-XG6' in jail one night. Damn RAcast....Metal rods do NOT go there in the human anatomy! Jeeze....Horrible memories of that night.
I met this woman at the bar in the Red Light district, a hot-blooded section of town with bars and nightclubs at every corner. This particular young woman was in the bar I usually attend. We met for a few drinks, and then she offered me a chance to stay at her place for the night.
"What, really? I can stay for the night?" I asked, stupidly. Chicks dig that stuff.
"Yes...my room in the Hilton hotel. Green light district. You know where that is, right?"
My immidiate thought was that she must be rich, but I didn't know she was THAT rich! Whoo! What a catch! Looks, money, and she's a fast catch! Wonderful! Could I possibly have a good one here? YES!
"Can we go now? I'm feeling a bit sore.." I said, rubbing my back. Gold, pure gold. She smiled a bit.
"Of course. Bartender, place this on my tab please. His too." The Bartender nodded. God that bartender was fat.
"Of course miss H." He said, nodding and smiling strangly at me. Memories of that night with 'Bubba-XG6' came to my mind. I shook a bit, in fright. She and I left the bar, and headed to the Green light district. I spend most of the time during the walk observing her. She smelled of fresh vanilla, and walked with the stride of a supermodel. When we got to the hotel, I looked at her in amazement. This place was HUGE! She must be VERY rich! The man at the front door nodded to her as we went in. Inside it was large and spacious, the first 4 floors just dedicated to the main lobby. Such a breathtaking sight....So many people were walking about, when she wrenched at my arm, draging me off to the elevator. We went all the way up to the 69'th floor, and all the way up I looked down at the people on the floor below us, and they all got smaller and smaller. When the door opened, we got off and headed to her room. My excitement grew and grew with each footstep...