Lolly pulled up her skirt. She turned and flushed the toilet. Then, she stepped out of the stall, moved to the sink, and washed
her hands. She tucked a dark curl behind her ear, and removed the round sucker from her mouth. Lolly puckered her lips at her
image in the mirror, and blew a kiss, then headed out the door.
The blood began to pool and coagulate on the bathroom floor, slowly heading towards the drain at the center. It would be another
hour before anyone noticed Mrs. Srukin's car was still parked at the fire exit of the small mini-mall. And it would be another two hours
before anyone bothered to use the hidden and dingy bathroom at the back of the mall's stores. By then, Lolly would be long gone.
The streets of Phoenix, Arizona bustled like the streets of how many other cities at four in the afternoon. The sun beat down on the girl
as she strolled down the street, the drug still running rampant in her system, making her sway her hips as she placed one foot before
the other. Her eyes looked out over the rim of her sunglasses, looking over the horizon, over the cityscape that consisted of far distant
sky scrapers on one side of the bridge and factory towers on the other.
Ah, humanity, in all its steel enormity, rushing in on her mind, filling her nose with its intoxicating stench, her ears with its entrancing music,
her soul with its seeping sickness.
She spread her arms wide and laughed, pausing on the sidewalk. All this humanity, crowding over the surface of a dustball tossed from
the center of the real world and caught in the gravitational pull of a star. All this excitement, and faith in progress! And not a one here knowing
they really meant squat to any other force in all the universe!
A sleek black car drove up along side the girl just then. Lolly was ignorant of it. She twirled where she stood, her mouth open and smiling,
not noticing the back doors opening, and two men coming to stand near her. Tripping up on one of her high heels, she stumbled into the
arms of one of the large black suited men. He sighed quietly and hoisted the slender girl into his thick arms, and then placed her into the
back of the car. His partner pressed a tiny earphone into his ear, looking both ways down the sidewalk menacingly, then entering the car.
Once again, Lolly was on her way back home.
The moon crept up over the horizon. Lollyena watched it with blank eyes through the opened balcony doors. Those doors were open every
night. She sighed, closing her eyes as a subtle breeze entered into the room, knowing that outside the air didn't stir at all. She rolled over onto
her back, and the silken pink sheets slipped from her body. Lolly looked up at the draped silken canopy above the four poster iron bed, and
sighed inside quietly. The mattress indented next to her, and she felt a hand caress her stomach as gently as that misplaced breeze. She blinked
a few times, fighting herself and her body. But it was a war she would not win, could never win. The hand moved up to cup one of her small round
breasts, a thumb moving over her nipple, swelling it.
"I hunger for you..."
The voice was ethereal almost, and as always, impossible to resist. Lolly felt her body reacting to the touching, and felt her soul reacting to the words.
She closed her eyes as the hand moved to her cheek, turning her face into a deep and drawn out kiss. Her body was pulled over onto her side, and
she lay next to him. She could feel his naked flesh, could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh like fire. Lolly began to shake with a need of her own.
He slipped his hand down to her puss, while keeping his lips pressed against her mouth. While his finger slipped between her nether lips, his tongue
slipped into her mouth. While his finger penetrated her in slow motion, his tongue lay against hers, ontop of hers, next to hers. Then he removed his hand,
and pushing on her hip, turned her to again lay on her back. Still his mouth stayed locked with hers in that incredibly soft kiss.
Lolly put her arms around his neck as he parted her thighs with his and moved between her legs. His long hands gripped her ass and lifted her up to him.
And his perfect and hard cock entered her like a brand, burning all the way.
As always, Lollyena squeezed her eyes shut hard against those first tears of pain. After so many years, she still was not used to this. Her body still remained
tense in the beginning, and his entry was always painful. But soon, the burning ended, and all that remained was the insane pleasure of him filling her, to the brim.
Her hands curled in his hair, and she tilted her head back, breaking the kiss and moaning. As her head moved back against the silk cushions, his lips sought
her neckflesh and dropped kisses against her pulse. His tongue licked at the few small circular scars there, pressing into them. With every slow thrust into her,
he seemed to swell inside, getting bigger and harder. Lolly felt herself beginning to climax, to reach a pinacle from the passion and the presssure. She shook
her head side to side on the cushions, and he lifted his mouth and she knew he was watching her. Her back arched and she pressed against him. She felt his
hands come over her's one at a time and put them above her head, holding her there.
And Lollyena lay underneath his body, his hands holding her's tightly, his breath against her chin and cheeks. She came then, and felt him explode inside her
at the same time. She was filled with his warmth and she sighed, deeply, as he moaned and dropped to her chest. For moments, they lay like that, with him
ontop of her, not heavy, just there.
Lolly tried to keep her eyes shut. She tried to tell herself that if she opened them, it would be exactly like it was every time now. But she tried and failed, again.
Slowly, Lolly opened her eyes.
And nothing was there. As soon as her eyes opened, the slight weight on her disappeared. Her hands became free, and his cock was no longer inside her.
Lollyena could feel the tears coming now to her eyes. It was always like this. She sat up quickly and caught barely a glimpse of mist as he disappeared under
the door. She blinked, and then let herself fall back onto the mattress, pouting and sobbing.
This was his way of hurting her, his way of saying, don't leave again.
And this time, Lollyena laughed. It started out small at first, then she let it bubble out of her mouth. Then it became one of those engulfing laughs that brought the
whole body into the action. She curled up on her side, howling and cackling. And knowing full well she would leave again, given the chance.
And the breeze disappeared, sucking the life from the room as her laughter returned to desperate sobbing.
