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Her clit throbbed with the beat of her heart. Fate had let them climax together. She had been right—this was a big one. Over and over, she felt her pussy constrict around her fingers. For the first time during a show, she had truly connected and experienced mutual pleasure with someone. It was rare, since they usually came after she stripped down to nothing. Sometimes after unfastening just the first button on her blouse.
Daryl pried open his tightly shut eyes and placed his hand on the wall for balance. The entire glass in front of him was covered with dripping ooze. The cleaning lady would have one helluva time getting the streaks out of the glass. He sat down on the stool and began pulling his pants up.
He peered through the blurry window, but his dream girl was gone.
Saddened, he looked back to his belt and fastened his pants.
“Tap, tap, tap…” The woman was tapping the window to get Daryl’s attention.
He looked up, surprised, and smiled. She was saying something that he couldn’t really make out. As he unthinkingly wiped the glass to see clearer, a realization sizzled through his mind—I’m going to have to wash my hands in peroxide.
The woman winked and mouthed the words “Meet me out front.” Her eyes stared soulfully into his and the depth of her beauty made Daryl stir again.
She wrinkled her nose and smiled, then kissed the glass. She then surprised Daryl yet again by bending over, touching her toes, and pressing her ass and pussy against the window.
Out of pure desperation, Daryl leaned forward and licked his side of the glass over her pussy lips.
After sterilizing his hands and throwing up numerous times from the simple thought that he’d licked a pane of glass where numerous unknown men, including himself, had shot their seed, he was ready. Whoever said women liked the taste must have had a twisted sense of humor.
Daryl walked back out through the small, darkened door of the row of businesses. Mayble’s neon sign had a light out—it read “MAYBE”.
Things were looking up already.
A cab pulled up and Cherry opened the door. “Want a ride to my house?”
Stupid question.
Sitting in the dark cab, the two of them kept gazing back and forth in an awkward state of nervousness. They had just shared something in public that most people don’t share in private. Mutual masturbation was a sin to most, but it was a natural release for two star-crossed and lonely people. Destiny was their only path.
“We’re going to have to sneak in the back door. I live with my mom and she would really get upset if she knew I had a man in the house. I’m twenty-three, but I still answer to her.” She was tying her hair back into a bun in an attempt to look more conservative.
“Okay. You are so beautiful. I can’t believe a woman like you could be interested in a man like me.”
“Well, we all have to make a living. I do those shows and if I like someone I do more. Baby, we are going to do things you only dream of. I want to show you the way a woman should treat her man. With passion, desire and sex all night long.” She had a wicked smile and a cute laugh as she flirted with Daryl.
“This is me. Let’s go.” She tossed the cab driver a few bills and they both hopped out of the cab.
Standing in the darkness of night, Daryl looked down the street. He turned and looked down the other way.
Cherry reached for his hand and pulled him towards the large Victorian style house.
“Where are we going?” Daryl stared at the front of the beautiful house. “This house here?”
“Yes, this is my house, I’ve lived here my whole life. Be quiet, okay?”
“But…this is my house. I grew up here before I went off to the war ten years ago.”
“Big brother Daryl?”
“Little sis Cheryl?”
The family dog barked loudly as the two of them screamed in horror.
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Sonovabitch! I am so fucking tired of these idiots calling and asking me stupid questions. I just want to go home, pour myself a glass of brandy, pull out my George Clooney fan magazine and fuck my twelve-inch oscillating vibrator.
What’s that?
