Saturday, November 10, 2012

Alpha Promise

Loud music pulsed behind us, I kept tuned out the best I could. Dubstep was a nice aural drug but tonight I was after something more. I sat waiting, watching everyone pass by. People were so beautiful when they thought no one was looking, no one looks here expect me. "Tell me about him." said my new friend. "Tell me about you" I said looking him over, he was a bigger man, bigger than me, but who wasn't? I was small but stocky. The kind of doll you can knock around a bit. I liked that about me. At least I did before. That was what tonight was tonight was about finding myself. I was here at a night club trying to figure out who I was, where I'd gone wrong. I mean I was pretty right, sweet? "I like to watch my friend have sex. He's an alpha. He does things to women." His voice had a pang of need that made me shiver. I was starting to ache, he was making me squirm. He put his hand on my thigh. The contrast of dark skin against my honeyed milk skin hinted at more intimate things to come. "Seems very fun." I was leaning forward to whisper in his ear, pressing into him, teasing him ever so slightly. "He'd love you, fucking that tight cunt." He said squeezing my thigh, nestling my legs apart. His fingers pressed against the fabric of my panties, rubbing my clit ever so gently. The idea thrilled me, both of them. Fucking me. It made me dizzy, my head was spinning. "Why don't you call him?" I asked with a smile. "Perhaps." He said before taking a swig of his beer. His fingers worked my clit and I was forced to keep a straight face and complete and total composure while he made have an orgasm there on the bar stool. I couldn't help but giggle. "Well alright." I said.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Wildlife: Sketch: Spooky Girl

I remember her the first night we met. Properly, for the first time. It was last year, and we were both first years. It was at the All Hallow's Rave. The rave was not sponsored by Inglewood in any way. I was rolling pretty hard, I could see ghosts floating in the air. Some appeared to be dancing with Aether. Further past them, I saw her. The girl. The only girl. I noticed the glitter on her cheeks; it sparkled like diamonds on ivory skin. She was spinning like a younger child.

It seemed to me like she was dancing on the edge oblivion and she just didn't care. I loved her from that very moment. She spun into all of our lives. I had to introduce myself.

"My names Sketch." I yelled over the music when she had come close enough. Hopefully she could hear me. Perhaps it was just the idea that she couldn’t that I was nervous. She stopped for a moment and just smiled before taking hold of my wrist for leverage and leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

"Cassette." If it had been a movie, we would have spent forever talking to each other in the most crowded and noisiest places we could have ever thought to try and talk in. However, it wasn’t like the movies at all. Instead of saying anything else, she pulled me onto the dance floor. Since then, our lives have gotten more colorful and magical. More chaotic and turbulent. Also more confusing and tearful. Still, I wouldn't trade it for the world.