Sunday, April 26, 2009

The Slut - part 3 - James Bond

The Slut - part 1 - the meetup

The Slut - part 2 - the tennis whacking


"On good days i make 10 grand off you on bad days you still give me 3k and you've been demanding my services like almost whole week, why almost, the whole week!!! Why don't you simply buy me out?"

"Hmm, now thats an interesting thought, i think probably cause I'll get bored of you soon and more so look at your shoes, all this money and you can't wear polished shoes, mud caked soles, yikes!!! and you want to be my keep.

"So you think, the class, the style is in the shoes? You women!!! you really think a spy ever looks like James Bond? If they were, they'd be shot, probably by their own colleagues lest they become a safety hazard for everybody else, paah!!!"

He had never spoken to her like that, the saintly eyes were glowing red. For the first time in her life, she was caught off guard, she hadn't seen this coming and she didn't like she was in control.

"Come, we're in luck, there's still time" He said taking her by her hand

"Where are we going?"

"To a bus stand" was all that he said.

They parked their car a close distance from the bus stop, got out and stood under a tree closer to the stop.

"And what are we looking at" she asked bemusedly

"Can you see that old man, reading the newspaper, him"

"Him!!!" see said almost in shock, he had dragged her all this way to show an old gentleman, no not gentleman, an old, tramp, yes tramp was the closest approximation she could think off

"This is your icon for panache?"

"Yes, now sssh, observe, look at his clothes"

"Patched up, worn shoes, torn, no just worn"

"But notice the clothes look freshly washed and the shoes are you are right torn, he has gotten them sewed back to last a while longer"

She saw his face, the concentration with which he was seeing the old man, man he musn't have looked at her that adoringly when he was fucking her, the way he was looking at this man now.

The bus was coming, she was finally thankful that this circus ride would get over soon

"Ok now watch and since you don't really see that well" now he was crossing his limits, her hand was in her handbag gripping her Beretta, maybe she should right now and here, first the old man, then him, she felt wet.

"Stop fantasizing with your Beretta and see, see him fold the newspaper, see him get onto the bus"

She jolted back into reality and she saw, she remembered and she remembered her youthful days, the quick three step action, the light jump of the basketballer, what had he called it, the langoor jump, she smiled, yes he was right, this old man, had unknowingly done it really well

"Lets go back to the car, i've seen" He smiled at her. Once in she held his hand "wait don't start the car, I need to slap you first"

"It's no fun if you're gonna tell before doing it, but how may I ask did I earn the reward"

"You read my mind too much" and with that she hit him across the face

This time he didn't reply back, no smart assy comments.

"The cat got your tongue" she asked

"Wow, thats like the best slap ever, where had you been hiding it?"

And she again went back fifteen years, when she had been first complimented for her slap "you have a slap to die for he had said" and he had died

"I'm thinking I may keep you as my toyboy"

"toyboy, hmm, aspirational career" he said laughingly

9 comments:

  1. my God you and your slaps!
    thish thosh!
    keep it comin... i think it still is takin its time to grwo on me ;)

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  2. @Am Desi...yeah...building up the tempo :P

    but don't get fooled by the sex and kinky things...this is a romantic story, you'll see :)

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  3. tennis..smart ass comments...foot fetishes...bdsm....
    correct me if im wrong but i can see some pretty obvious resemblances here... :P

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  4. I don't like her still! :P
    But the story sure has me hooked. :)
    Am going to read the next part now

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  5. @confusion...

    you'll always see some resemblances, after all the characters are my creation :P

    @siras...u keep trying to like 'her'...i would presume the girls wud be more thinking abt the 'him' :P

    @LSL...oh the flashbacks are important here...wait till u read more

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  6. I would like to slap her across her face also! lol But I have to say she is right about the shoes.. Shoes can make or break a person no matter what!!

    Yeah I have to agree with most of the people.. She is such a bitch! but I am kinda liking her just a tinge!

    Ne

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  7. Oh but I already like 'him' :P

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  8. "you have a slap to die for he had said" and he had died" ... Nice

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