The Dark Alley Way, chapter 2
I was sitting in a café, reading my Vivian Livingston Book, and the café was vacant except for one guy sitting in the corner, heavily indulged in his news paper, reading about the war going on.
So I sat there, silent, drinking my coffee. But I could fell motion going around behind me and just thought that the stranger(hint hint) was just about to leave. But then I felt this warm air breezing behind my neck. Like a hot heavy breathing. I just frooze up. Then I heard a whisper in my ear: “did u see me on t.v. that day?� HOLY SHIT!! Could it be? I turned my head around. Yes, yes it is! What I saw was this tall figure, sexy still, black hair, a stubble for a beard, and bright green stoner eyes. His hair was a bit messed up, like he had just woken up. He starred down at me with this sexy I want you stare! Yes, you probably guessed it by now, it’s Billie Joe! He grew up so hansom and beautiful.
“Yes, yes I did see you!� I got up and hugged him as tight as I could. And he held me back.
“It’s so nice to see you.� he said
“well, I can’t believe you recognized me!�
“So how’s life? Still modeling, uh?�
“No, no I quit! I couldn’t take all the high heels and deiting disorders.� i laughed. He laughed. It was a like a movie (or a made up story)!
About an hour later, we were walking down the street to the alley way. We were discussing...well...everything that was going on in our lives. Course I knew most of his, cause he was now a celebrity. When we got to the alley, it had been totally trashed, much like my apartment. Lots of wood and bricks, and what looked like part of a roof, was lying on the ground. We decided that it wasn’t much of a total loss, so we went on.
*Two days later*
I sat in the tub, all pruney and such, with my legs wrapped around Billie Joe, washing his back with a cloth. It was basically the bathtub scene from Pretty Woman (those of you who have seen it know what I’m talking about...and if you haven’t seen it, you haven’t lived! If you’re a woman, then it is a must see! Over and over again!) I loved him, and he loved me back in the same ways. I dropped the cloth into the water and wove my fingers through his hands. He leaned his head back over my shoulder and kissed my neck, then chin, then my cheek, and then lightly over my lips! He turned his body around and started heavily tongue kissing me. It was one of those fog-up-the-mirror kind of kisses. So hot, it could be made into a celebrity sex tape, Paris Hilton style. (now, don’t go judging me! I hate Paris Hilton more than anyone and would be the first to laugh at her if she got shot in the head while on the runway!) But I had to stop him because the tub was getting really uncomfortable and the cloth was now moving it’s way up my ass. (Just kidding!)
“Billie! It’s really uncomfortable in this bath tub. Could we please move into the bedroom?�
“Okay� he said pleasantly. He just starred at me with his beauthiful eyes and then got up off of me and pulled me up so that my body smacked back onto his. We were just standing there, naked, in the middle of the bathtub , but then he started kissing me playfully.
Okay, guys, my fingers are starting to hurt from all the typing. I’ll get to the hot, good part tomorrow. But, I’m telling all the guys out there that are reading this to get ready to be “excited� (no, just kidding)! But it gets kind of really hot! (And just for the girl- sexy_rocker15- I was very disgusted with your *the new kid* stories because Billie Joe was bi! So I sent u a suggestion on what to do with part four and five, well five I’m not quite sure about, but I think that you’ll manage to come up with something. It should be under gstringsRAhazard@netscape.net in your mail) and if u guys have any ideas on how Billie Joe would go into the sudden deadly panic attack (is what I’m planning on doing in part 3 or 4) then just give me mail at gstringsRAhazard@netscape.net or AIM me at gstringsRAhazard on AOL instant messanger! I’ll be happy to answer and reply to any mail that I get from fellow GD lovers and lovers or haters of my story! I’m also very friendly–said in horny, male, child molester voice..
So I sat there, silent, drinking my coffee. But I could fell motion going around behind me and just thought that the stranger(hint hint) was just about to leave. But then I felt this warm air breezing behind my neck. Like a hot heavy breathing. I just frooze up. Then I heard a whisper in my ear: “did u see me on t.v. that day?� HOLY SHIT!! Could it be? I turned my head around. Yes, yes it is! What I saw was this tall figure, sexy still, black hair, a stubble for a beard, and bright green stoner eyes. His hair was a bit messed up, like he had just woken up. He starred down at me with this sexy I want you stare! Yes, you probably guessed it by now, it’s Billie Joe! He grew up so hansom and beautiful.
“Yes, yes I did see you!� I got up and hugged him as tight as I could. And he held me back.
“It’s so nice to see you.� he said
“well, I can’t believe you recognized me!�
“So how’s life? Still modeling, uh?�
“No, no I quit! I couldn’t take all the high heels and deiting disorders.� i laughed. He laughed. It was a like a movie (or a made up story)!
About an hour later, we were walking down the street to the alley way. We were discussing...well...everything that was going on in our lives. Course I knew most of his, cause he was now a celebrity. When we got to the alley, it had been totally trashed, much like my apartment. Lots of wood and bricks, and what looked like part of a roof, was lying on the ground. We decided that it wasn’t much of a total loss, so we went on.
*Two days later*
I sat in the tub, all pruney and such, with my legs wrapped around Billie Joe, washing his back with a cloth. It was basically the bathtub scene from Pretty Woman (those of you who have seen it know what I’m talking about...and if you haven’t seen it, you haven’t lived! If you’re a woman, then it is a must see! Over and over again!) I loved him, and he loved me back in the same ways. I dropped the cloth into the water and wove my fingers through his hands. He leaned his head back over my shoulder and kissed my neck, then chin, then my cheek, and then lightly over my lips! He turned his body around and started heavily tongue kissing me. It was one of those fog-up-the-mirror kind of kisses. So hot, it could be made into a celebrity sex tape, Paris Hilton style. (now, don’t go judging me! I hate Paris Hilton more than anyone and would be the first to laugh at her if she got shot in the head while on the runway!) But I had to stop him because the tub was getting really uncomfortable and the cloth was now moving it’s way up my ass. (Just kidding!)
“Billie! It’s really uncomfortable in this bath tub. Could we please move into the bedroom?�
“Okay� he said pleasantly. He just starred at me with his beauthiful eyes and then got up off of me and pulled me up so that my body smacked back onto his. We were just standing there, naked, in the middle of the bathtub , but then he started kissing me playfully.
Okay, guys, my fingers are starting to hurt from all the typing. I’ll get to the hot, good part tomorrow. But, I’m telling all the guys out there that are reading this to get ready to be “excited� (no, just kidding)! But it gets kind of really hot! (And just for the girl- sexy_rocker15- I was very disgusted with your *the new kid* stories because Billie Joe was bi! So I sent u a suggestion on what to do with part four and five, well five I’m not quite sure about, but I think that you’ll manage to come up with something. It should be under gstringsRAhazard@netscape.net in your mail) and if u guys have any ideas on how Billie Joe would go into the sudden deadly panic attack (is what I’m planning on doing in part 3 or 4) then just give me mail at gstringsRAhazard@netscape.net or AIM me at gstringsRAhazard on AOL instant messanger! I’ll be happy to answer and reply to any mail that I get from fellow GD lovers and lovers or haters of my story! I’m also very friendly–said in horny, male, child molester voice..
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