Lady Death Revenge of a Woman of the Night) (X rated Graphic material) excerpt from "Don't Write This!"
Chapter 5
“You don’t remember me?” She asked
“Oh yea, You the hot girl about to make all my desires come true.” Sleazily he answered. He couldn’t even count on one hand the times that a female came in this perverted world of his. Within a minute the lonely desperate male customers were around her.
She responds to h ‘All Your XXX Fantasies Are Here.’ This place smells of semen, sweat and mildew. Has ten booths where the customers deposit quarters to watch fifteen minutes of a large high definition screen shows ladies taking off their clothes. The experience is great, it responds to the male’s request “Take it off.” The video peep show responds with things like, “Put in another three quarters and we can play with ourselves together.” The man can’t help himself. In two hours time most of them spend about a hundred dollars. The money in the slot accepts quarters, one dollar, five dollar, ten dollar, and twenty dollar bills.
About a decade ago there used to be real women for the peep show.
She was the last girl left as the wicked winds of Katrina were at her fiercest.
“That’s right all your fantasies,” she says slow and seductively as she slides her right hand to her grown. With her left she plays with the owners hair. She looks at one of the pervs in the circle. They're all horny with erections tenting their pants.
Some of them had visions of running a train on her.
The other nine girls were allowed to leave during Katrina’s winds. She was desperate. She was addicted to heroin then and she was barely showing the signs of her pregnancy. Pregnancy that was the result of sex favors for heroin.
The owner, goes by the name Sleazy Stan, to him she was a big payoff. All the pervs who had the notion “I’m gonna go out having the best sex before I die,” were there and some of them had withdrawn their savings and retirements for a
Final Peep Show.
“I DON’T WANT YOU. I WANT YOU!” With that she quickly stopped her fondling and stared seductively at the most desperate john there. He had on suspenders with his gut folding grossly over his penis. Then she strolled slowly toward the booth where her father had died. Two of the johns dragged him out into the parking lot out back and beat him to death. Then they fought each other. “Which one of you real men will protect me?” She asked as she exposed one of her breast out of the tight blouse she was wearing. Of course, Sleazy Stan went out back with his twelve gauge shotgun and shot the two dead.
“EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT! SHE’S MINE!”
“Oh you’re so brave ooh ahh that gets me so wet! Makes me want to fuck!” She moans and groans. “I want it up my ass and my pussy!”She takes her g string panties off from underneath her miniskirt.
Sleazy Stan locks the front door.
“There’s enough of me for everyone,” she says as she steps behind the booth curtain.
Her voice was hypnotizing. All the johns obeyed her.
“Two hundred dollars,” she commands.
As the flood waters came over the Biloxi beach barriers, Stan took twenty thousand. Leaving her and the johns there to drown.
Two follow her in.
From behind the curtain the two are grunting like animals.
None of the other johns were suspicious when they had walked out of the curtain alone.
“Five hundred dollars for three more! Right here in the middle. She removes her clothes.
She had tan skin that looked shiny as if she had applied olive oil.
“LETS FUCK AND SUCK IN THE DARK!” The remaining johns quickly got nude. They thought they were surrounding her at the ready. She had them hypnotized with their lust.
“That’s right boys stroke your cocks!” She commanded.
“Stan I want you all to myself!”
The others didn’t notice as she lead Stan into the curtains. Nor did they see she had Stan’s Shotgun in her left.
Behind the curtain:
“You remember me now Stan?” She changed her tone to anger breaking the seductive spell she had him in. Stan saw two men performing unspeakable sexual acts on one another.
“Turns you on doesn’t. I WANT YOU TO SHOOT A LOAD ON MY HARD NIPPLES!” With that tone she casts him into her spell again. Had him thinking he was masturrbating as he held his shotgun. Killing the two. Then he walked into his stores big floor and shot all the johns who were having an orgy with each other.
“When the Biloxi Police arrived she was gone. Stan was taken.”
“Honea that’s a great story. How do you make up such great stories?” I asked mesmerized.
“Because,” he pauses watching my response.
“Well?” I ask. The psyche tech comes in, “That’s enough for today Mr. Thomas!”
Thomas had chocolate all over himself.
“Because it’s true. Mr. Sleazy Stan is here now with us in Whitmore. Once they find him sane enough they’ll lock him up for life.”
He followed the tech, then he turned around “STEVE!”
I look at him my mouth still open in shock.
“I THINK YOU ARE ALMOST READY?”
“What did he mean by that?” I kept mumbling to myself over and over on the drive back to the apartment.
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“You don’t remember me?” She asked
“Oh yea, You the hot girl about to make all my desires come true.” Sleazily he answered. He couldn’t even count on one hand the times that a female came in this perverted world of his. Within a minute the lonely desperate male customers were around her.
She responds to h ‘All Your XXX Fantasies Are Here.’ This place smells of semen, sweat and mildew. Has ten booths where the customers deposit quarters to watch fifteen minutes of a large high definition screen shows ladies taking off their clothes. The experience is great, it responds to the male’s request “Take it off.” The video peep show responds with things like, “Put in another three quarters and we can play with ourselves together.” The man can’t help himself. In two hours time most of them spend about a hundred dollars. The money in the slot accepts quarters, one dollar, five dollar, ten dollar, and twenty dollar bills.
About a decade ago there used to be real women for the peep show.
She was the last girl left as the wicked winds of Katrina were at her fiercest.
“That’s right all your fantasies,” she says slow and seductively as she slides her right hand to her grown. With her left she plays with the owners hair. She looks at one of the pervs in the circle. They're all horny with erections tenting their pants.
Some of them had visions of running a train on her.
The other nine girls were allowed to leave during Katrina’s winds. She was desperate. She was addicted to heroin then and she was barely showing the signs of her pregnancy. Pregnancy that was the result of sex favors for heroin.
The owner, goes by the name Sleazy Stan, to him she was a big payoff. All the pervs who had the notion “I’m gonna go out having the best sex before I die,” were there and some of them had withdrawn their savings and retirements for a
Final Peep Show.
“I DON’T WANT YOU. I WANT YOU!” With that she quickly stopped her fondling and stared seductively at the most desperate john there. He had on suspenders with his gut folding grossly over his penis. Then she strolled slowly toward the booth where her father had died. Two of the johns dragged him out into the parking lot out back and beat him to death. Then they fought each other. “Which one of you real men will protect me?” She asked as she exposed one of her breast out of the tight blouse she was wearing. Of course, Sleazy Stan went out back with his twelve gauge shotgun and shot the two dead.
“EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT! SHE’S MINE!”
“Oh you’re so brave ooh ahh that gets me so wet! Makes me want to fuck!” She moans and groans. “I want it up my ass and my pussy!”She takes her g string panties off from underneath her miniskirt.
Sleazy Stan locks the front door.
“There’s enough of me for everyone,” she says as she steps behind the booth curtain.
Her voice was hypnotizing. All the johns obeyed her.
“Two hundred dollars,” she commands.
As the flood waters came over the Biloxi beach barriers, Stan took twenty thousand. Leaving her and the johns there to drown.
Two follow her in.
From behind the curtain the two are grunting like animals.
None of the other johns were suspicious when they had walked out of the curtain alone.
“Five hundred dollars for three more! Right here in the middle. She removes her clothes.
She had tan skin that looked shiny as if she had applied olive oil.
“LETS FUCK AND SUCK IN THE DARK!” The remaining johns quickly got nude. They thought they were surrounding her at the ready. She had them hypnotized with their lust.
“That’s right boys stroke your cocks!” She commanded.
“Stan I want you all to myself!”
The others didn’t notice as she lead Stan into the curtains. Nor did they see she had Stan’s Shotgun in her left.
Behind the curtain:
“You remember me now Stan?” She changed her tone to anger breaking the seductive spell she had him in. Stan saw two men performing unspeakable sexual acts on one another.
“Turns you on doesn’t. I WANT YOU TO SHOOT A LOAD ON MY HARD NIPPLES!” With that tone she casts him into her spell again. Had him thinking he was masturrbating as he held his shotgun. Killing the two. Then he walked into his stores big floor and shot all the johns who were having an orgy with each other.
“When the Biloxi Police arrived she was gone. Stan was taken.”
“Honea that’s a great story. How do you make up such great stories?” I asked mesmerized.
“Because,” he pauses watching my response.
“Well?” I ask. The psyche tech comes in, “That’s enough for today Mr. Thomas!”
Thomas had chocolate all over himself.
“Because it’s true. Mr. Sleazy Stan is here now with us in Whitmore. Once they find him sane enough they’ll lock him up for life.”
He followed the tech, then he turned around “STEVE!”
I look at him my mouth still open in shock.
“I THINK YOU ARE ALMOST READY?”
“What did he mean by that?” I kept mumbling to myself over and over on the drive back to the apartment.
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