A Symphony unto Oneself

Chapter 2

The Story The Authors

Julia watched him enter the bar. In an instant she knew that he was her ticket out of here. Dressed casually, the dark slacks and smooth wrinkle free shirt, covering his muscular body screamed of wealth. He pasued just inside the door, his eyes adjusting to the smoky dim interior. His features were chiseled, high cheekbones, broad brown, square stubborn jaw, covered with stubble, and Julia felt the familiar heat between her legs. She wanted to start pulling her clothes off as she walked slowly across the room. She wanted his eyes devouring her as she moved, watching each muscle move, each slow seductive motion. She wanted to stand before him, completely nude, her pale body glistening in the hazy room, and feel his breath upon her neck as his eyes caressed her every curve, explored her every crevice. She shook her head sadly, knowing that her small fantasy wouldnt happen. Guys like that didnt sleep with girl's like her. They barely noticed girls like her, let alone even thought of sharing the same bed with her. She pulled her gaze off of the stranger, shifted in her chair, feeling her jeans rub against her hot wet crotch, and wondered if just maybe this time it would be different. none

Jake noticed her immidiately...the skin tight jeans, the dry fizzled hair from too many blachings, the heavy thick make-up, doing little to hide the old worn look in her eyes. He noticed her hungry looks, but turned away. Women like her were only interested in one thing....money, and Jake worked too damn hard and long to part with any of his over a two-biy used up whore. He stepped through the crowd, his eyes never resting on any one person too long. Garth Brooks crooned from the juke box, pool balls clicked softly together on the green felt tables, the low sound of conversation rising and falling. Jake stepped upto the bar, and motioned to the heavy set balding bartender. Letty

"Buy me a drink?" Jake's head snapped around at the sultry voice. She was a vision, green eyes shining, blonde hair gleaming, and over the smell of liquor and smoke, he could get the faintest whiff of her scent...peaches. " Give the lady another, and I'll take a beer." She smiled at him, revealing straight white teeth, and suddenly Jake got a mental image of those teeth nibbling on his thighs. He ws instantly hard. Lisa

The lovely vision then let out a quick and clenched sounding, "Heh heh heh!" and vanished. Standing in her place was the reappeared Pee Wee. "You can't get rid of me that quick" ha said. "I think this is yours" and with that he handed Jake back the now slightly used Porta-Pussy. "Ok Jake let's go" Lanark

But the battries fell out none

So I kicked the darn thing across the room. It shattered into a million pieices. Andreas Bishop

I Was so embarrassed. It was the only one of it's kind. I had to make it up to them somehow so I took of my pants. Everyone gasped at what they saw. Jorgumand

It was long and metalic. Though hard and cold it had the warm silky sheen of titanium and it moved smoothly up and down in time with Garth Brooks on the juke box. It was a marvel of miniturized hydraulic controlled prosthetics. Two red laser range finding beams shot out from the two shiny black orbs at the base of the titanium shaft. All of it was radio controlled from behind, concealed in in a neat hygenic rectal implant. The miniture fuel cell powering everything ran on the unlimited supply of methane produced only centimetres away. Ignacious

But enough about me. Pee Wee grabbed Jake arm with a slightly damp hand and pulled him down the alley towards a door in the far end. The door glowed a dim and phosphorus green. "This way big boy," He said. Jake gave up. The thing seemed inevitable and the only way was to just let it happen and get it over with. This was the third spirit that Stevie had promised and the last. He hung his head and allowed himself to be reluctantly propelled to the door. As they approached the door swung slowly open for them, beyond it was blackness. A heavy dry ice mist oozed out the bottom. "Kinda spooky don't you think?" said Pee Wee. "Uh, yeah" sighed Jake. "Have fun" and with that Pee Wee gave him a shove and Jake stumbled through the doorway. There was nothing on the other side. Just blackness and Jake fell. And he fell some more. and more. and then some more and more. There was no floor on the other side of the door. From deep within the swallowing darkness he heard the rapidly fading voice of Pee Wee as he dropped into the inky blackness, "Watch that first step. It's a doozy!" Lanark

The Story	The Authors
Julia watched him enter the bar. In an instant she knew that he was her ticket out of here. Dressed casually, the dark slacks and smooth wrinkle free shirt, covering his muscular body screamed of wealth. He pasued just inside the door, his eyes adjusting to the smoky dim interior. His features were chiseled, high cheekbones, broad brown, square stubborn jaw, covered with stubble, and Julia felt the familiar heat between her legs. She wanted to start pulling her clothes off as she walked slowly across the room. She wanted his eyes devouring her as she moved, watching each muscle move, each slow seductive motion. She wanted to stand before him, completely nude, her pale body glistening in the hazy room, and feel his breath upon her neck as his eyes caressed her every curve, explored her every crevice. She shook her head sadly, knowing that her small fantasy wouldnt happen. Guys like that didnt sleep with girl's like her. They barely noticed girls like her, let alone even thought of sharing the same bed with her. She pulled her gaze off of the stranger, shifted in her chair, feeling her jeans rub against her hot wet crotch, and wondered if just maybe this time it would be different.	none
Jake noticed her immidiately...the skin tight jeans, the dry fizzled hair from too many blachings, the heavy thick make-up, doing little to hide the old worn look in her eyes. He noticed her hungry looks, but turned away. Women like her were only interested in one thing....money, and Jake worked too damn hard and long to part with any of his over a two-biy used up whore. He stepped through the crowd, his eyes never resting on any one person too long. Garth Brooks crooned from the juke box, pool balls clicked softly together on the green felt tables, the low sound of conversation rising and falling. Jake stepped upto the bar, and motioned to the heavy set balding bartender.	Letty
"Buy me a drink?" Jake's head snapped around at the sultry voice. She was a vision, green eyes shining, blonde hair gleaming, and over the smell of liquor and smoke, he could get the faintest whiff of her scent...peaches. " Give the lady another, and I'll take a beer." She smiled at him, revealing straight white teeth, and suddenly Jake got a mental image of those teeth nibbling on his thighs. He ws instantly hard.	Lisa
The lovely vision then let out a quick and clenched sounding, "Heh heh heh!" and vanished. Standing in her place was the reappeared Pee Wee. "You can't get rid of me that quick" ha said. "I think this is yours" and with that he handed Jake back the now slightly used Porta-Pussy. "Ok Jake let's go"	Lanark
But the battries fell out	none
So I kicked the darn thing across the room. It shattered into a million pieices.	Andreas Bishop
I Was so embarrassed. It was the only one of it's kind. I had to make it up to them somehow so I took of my pants. Everyone gasped at what they saw.	Jorgumand
It was long and metalic. Though hard and cold it had the warm silky sheen of titanium and it moved smoothly up and down in time with Garth Brooks on the juke box. It was a marvel of miniturized hydraulic controlled prosthetics. Two red laser range finding beams shot out from the two shiny black orbs at the base of the titanium shaft. All of it was radio controlled from behind, concealed in in a neat hygenic rectal implant. The miniture fuel cell powering everything ran on the unlimited supply of methane produced only centimetres away.	Ignacious
But enough about me. Pee Wee grabbed Jake arm with a slightly damp hand and pulled him down the alley towards a door in the far end. The door glowed a dim and phosphorus green. "This way big boy," He said. Jake gave up. The thing seemed inevitable and the only way was to just let it happen and get it over with. This was the third spirit that Stevie had promised and the last. He hung his head and allowed himself to be reluctantly propelled to the door. As they approached the door swung slowly open for them, beyond it was blackness. A heavy dry ice mist oozed out the bottom. "Kinda spooky don't you think?" said Pee Wee. "Uh, yeah" sighed Jake. "Have fun" and with that Pee Wee gave him a shove and Jake stumbled through the doorway. There was nothing on the other side. Just blackness and Jake fell. And he fell some more. and more. and then some more and more. There was no floor on the other side of the door. From deep within the swallowing darkness he heard the rapidly fading voice of Pee Wee as he dropped into the inky blackness, "Watch that first step. It's a doozy!"	Lanark

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