I seize him in a
quick glance; easy to read, just like all the other men; surely not a Ulysses
of his species. Car keys in hand, must have a family at home, clothes clean and
neat, you let your wife do your clothes so you can come and fuck around with
other people, right? Starting the balding process, must be over 30, probably
also has a kid or two and judging by the shoes you also have a dog. You little
prick, you are living the white picket fence dream in some suburbia, that’s why
you chose this backcountry pub to get wasted and get an easy fuck away from
your dream that turned into a nightmare. In your head.
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Just waiting to drown some sorrows. Not much
really.
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Such a pity for a young beautiful girl like you
to stay here all alone. I am here with some friends (points at idiot group from
the corner). Maybe you would like to join us.
30
seconds, dozens of synapses, Matrix all over in
my head. You are judges and sentenced.
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Sure, I would like that, thanks.
Here’s a smile for
you, you little loser with a small dick complex. Oh and your friends seem
extremely bright as well.
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Sorry, I didn’t get your name.
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Lysa. How about you?
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George. Hahah just George will do. And my
friends here, JD and Bob. We work for the same company, you know. So we started
by being workmates and then we noticed we can also share a beer and such, you
know, men talk about our own problems.
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Interesting.
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She was sitting at the bar alone so I got here
to stay here with us, I am sure you don’t mind. Lysa, my friends, folks, Lysa.
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Nice to meet you all.
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Hey there. Long Friday for you too, I assume.
Going through a week of work is exhausting.
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Yes. I work for an international organized crime
association. We had a lot of work this day. (Smile)
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Hahaha you also have the sense of humor I see.
That is good cuz’ we are also a bunch of funny people.
Pretend to be
drunk. Pretend to be blonde. Pretend to be easy and most of all pretend to be interested
in the bollocks that comes out from their mouths. Pretend to know nothing of
the surrounding world, environment, politics, philosophy and act like football
and boobs are the best part of your life, and making sandwiches for you man
after offering him a nice blowjob. Pretend you hate kids because they come with
a commitment and we do not like that. Pretend you are not into long term
relations because you always want to be free. Commitment scares the
motherfuckers. We do not want that. Pretend that one night with this little
baldhead with no hopes and dreams and a shitty brain is all you could ever want
from life. Pretend you did not pour that Rophynol in the moron’s drink. Sleep motherfucker
sleep.
*
- Wakey wakey dear, we do not have the entire
night, you must get back to your pretty wifey, don’t you? The wife that gave
her life away to make a meaningless prick like you happy, she made you a few
kids that you do not give the least shit about and tries to remain a size 6 for
the rest of her life so that she is still attractive for the man that no longer
gives a fuck about his own looks. Oh but that is not enough, doesn’t she know?
Lust comes in waves and at nights lust is killing you, but not for the same old
used vagina. You crave for something new. You crave for the unknown that is
sitting at the bar and is interested in your stupid smalltalk.
Oh my, sorry for
being so rude. This is my apartment, the place you wanted to end up this night,
right? Well look dear, that wish just came true. Smile. Oh sorry you can’t
because of the tape, but we would hate to have you screaming all around the
place and waking neighbors wouldn’t be sugar? Oh and your hands might also hurt
because of the cuffs but frankly I was afraid that you might oppose to some of
the treatments that I want to try on you. So I hope you feel comfortable here.
I was thinking
what would be the most appropriate punishment for you. But then again dear, who
am I to judge your actions. And who would I be to sentence you to one thing or
another. I was just thinking that if you were my husband instead, your dick
would be laying next to you on the floor while you would bleed to death. But it’s
Friday and I feel generous today.
Therefore, I will
have my friends to come and take care of you. Remember I told you where I work
and you found it funny? I guess truth is amusing and seems like a lie for those
who are only used to feeding lies to others. But surprise, surprise. But you
will make it out alive I can promise you that. You can thank me later dear. Oh and
once they are done with you, you can be sure that you will be watched; every stupid
little move of yours, every time your little dick wants to come out from your
pants. We will know.
Take him out of my
house!
