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Subject: {ASSM} TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel Chapter 112   July 20 1986 -- "Cab Stand Sex Almost"
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If you have missed any parts of Taxi Murders
the Novel, they are archived on ASSM -Google
and at my web site. I welcome feedback
in email. sfarragher@nj.rr.com


Chapters 1-113 are available at my site.
Updates will be posted at least weekly.

Thanks,
Sean

http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook


(c) 2003 Sean Farragher

sfarragher@nj.rr.com


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http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook




TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel -- Chapters 113 --
Fort Lee, NJ, Taxi Stand

Sunday, July 20 1986 -- "Cab Stand Sex Almost"

Fort Lee, NJ Taxi Stand: "On the Light"

Summer radiant Laurie breezed by the taxi stand looking for her sometime
"boyfriend" Henry.

Knocking on the window, Henry's eyes locked with her roll the ass motion.
Then Laurie leaned inside and tried to grab Henry's hand. The taxi driver
pulled back, mocking her, pretending to be angry and tried to open the cab
door. Laurie pushed back forcing it closed.

"No, you're going nowhere Mr. She pushed the door lock in.

"Hey, don't take this too far babe," Henry starred back and then looking
down at her tits and ass, said. "How could someone be so delicious and
nasty at the same time.

Not taking no for an answer, Laurie reached into the window.

"What you got in there for me? I bet I know."

Henry paused and then gestured holding his hands up empty. His weathered
face lit up. Laurie brushed her hand on his face, and Henry kissed that
hand. His mood changed. He became gentle. She became soft and yielding. It
was a scene out of a surrealist film. Hard to be believed it had happened.
This was not the first time Laurie had surprised Henry with a visit on the
stand. Normally, she stayed away. She knew, as he repeatedly said, could
not be with her as long as she did drugs and sold her ass. Laurie made
Henry sad but he learned to accept his limitations.

Laurie stood there for a minute. No one spoke. She watched him become
uncomfortable, and he hoped that a fare would walk up to the cab and he
could just leave.

Pushing back against the half closed window, "You've got to have
something," Laurie did not smile making this second request.

"No. Got to work. No time Miss Fallon. Aren't you expected at the
plantation?"

Henry stopped after saying that realizing it was a poor choice in humor.
They both knew that Laurie did drugs had rich grandparents who mostly had
disowned her, and Henry getting angry wished he had never met this
beautiful dangerous woman.

"I'm sorry that was unfair."

"No problem. You see I was supposed to have a date with this cab driver,"
Laurie said in a sarcastic tone. "He promised to take me into the city and
then fuck me, but he never showed up. That was three months ago. I waited
and waited and had to take care of myself, but you love to hear that so I
ain't telling you more, Mr. Whitman."

"Miss, what kind of guy do you think I am?"

Laurie withdrew, and lingered for a second, and then after lighting a
cigarette she pressed her breasts down on Henry's arm and blew smoke into
his face.  She knew Henry hated it.

Henry coughed and tried to roll the window up, but stopped when she
frowned.

"You're right. I deserved that."

"Wait, I got something for you."

Laurie slowly opened two buttons on her pale blue traditional dress shirt,
and leaned down so he could see. When she had his attention she opened two
more.

"I never wear a bra. I got to practice. Lily gave me a job at the gables.
Hope you can come down for a lap dance. I will only charge you double."

Henry, in a better mood, leaned back and unbuttoned his jeans.

"I never wear underpants."

"Take me anywhere, please."

"I can't. I am first up on the light."

"Fuck you."

"I wish."

"Promises. Anytime big boy, but then you chicken out and don't show up.

"Long term, what would I do with you? I can't afford you."

"You never pay and who said anything about something more than a one-night
stand. You have no problem with that, do you?"

"Can't afford to give you free rides or buy you nose candy."

"Sure you can. You don't want to. You got a bee in your ass about it.
You'll do weed and acid, but no not cocaine or smack. You're missing out."

Laurie pulled up, fixed her top, and started to walk away. The she stopped,
turned back, and leaned into the window again. By this time one of the
other drivers, a part time dispatcher named Mike had gotten into the back
seat of Henry's cab, as drivers do on the taxi stand where bullshit and
permissions for it are easy.

"Will you kiss me goodbye?" Laurie kissed him.

"This asshole giving you a hard time. If he won't, I volunteer."

"Mike. I don't think so. What would your girl friend say if you showed up
my sweet wet ass, and besides I heard you can't get hard, so what's the
use."

Henry gave Mike Rosen a dirty look before the conversation, if you could
call it that, turned ugly.

"Let me out Laurie," Henry insisted.

She stepped away from the door and turned her back. Henry turned her around
and kissed her, saying simply, you'd be my death darling, but I cannot
stop.

"I'm just a slut."

"Don't put yourself down. This asshole in the backseat is a bullshit
artist."

"You're an Ass," Mike said. This cunt is a piece of shit. Mike quickly got
out of the back seat of the cab.

"You're a sad fuck Henry," he said as a parting shot. "How the fuck I'm
supposed to know you care for the bitchen ho."

After withdrawing, Laurie stood there and talked more, and out of no where
used to the bullshit from taxi drivers like Mike reminded Henry her
birthday was three months away. Laurie often changed the conversation and
tone quickly. It was as if she didn't really listen to herself or the
commotion that resulted from what was said

"How about a ride so I can get some candy?"

"No, Henry said. Fuck no. Get the fuck out of here."

"You'd do it for a blowjob. You're just like most of the guys here."

"Stop slumming Laurie. It's not funny."

Henry softened. He was not sure why.

"I can't ride you now. Meet you in an hour at the Plaza diner."

OK, maybe I will come back, we'll see, but just before walking away, she
smiled, reached up and kissed him this time, lingering.

"You smell like the cabs Henry, but I love it."

"I guess I'll meet you but don't expect anything, huh, and Laurie brazen
rubbed her tits against his hand, not just lingering letting him feel and
even see how her breasts were unencumbered.

"You smell like clean skin and flashing gray eyes and auburn hair," he
whispered talking while running his fingers through her very long hair."

"Watch it Mr. I need to work too. Don't mess it up too much unless you want
to take me home."

Henry stepped back, crossed his arms and he watched her. Laurie seemed
small although she was almost 6 foot. She seemed wary and vulnerable with
her soft, fake sexy southern voice. Laurie was opposites. Raised in
Gainesville Florida and Ridgefield NJ, she looked like a saint at times,
and when she needed it could scream and bite and fight like WWF wrestling
bimbo.

Lighting up a cigarette, smoking it in that brazen way folks do as an act
of celebration, Laurie looked back. She had no idea that Henry felt more
sorry for her than in love at that moment.

"I will be back later. Please, she said. I love you."

I must be mad turning this down.

Henry knew he would have to pay for the call at this time of day. It was
worth it, he reasoned, but I need the money more than sex with a woman who
wouldn't sell her mouth for shit. I love her too much. What the fuck.

Later, he picked her up. They went back to her place and they mostly slept
together. When he left the next morning Henry was sad. It took him weeks to
get over a night with Laurie. He ached for her. He told her that and she
laughed.

As things go Henry did not see Laurie for several months, and then he
didn't see her for almost a year. Laurie had lapsed into heavy drug use and
was working 23rd Street in New York City on the East side staying away from
Fort Lee.

Henry loved the strip bar the gables but when Laurie became a featured
attraction there, Henry was glad knowing she'd wouldn't be working the
streets every day. He realized the more he tried to change her, the more
she didn't, so he stopped, found a reasonable school teacher for an evening
out and actually almost forgot her.

Henry knew that Laurie was a rich girl granddaughter of money. He knew the
Herrig estate. They were good customers, and when he rode into that
quagmire and found her that day in 1987, almost a year later, Henry let it
all go, gave it up, and he realized he could never walk away again. He also
knew he could never tell her. If she knew it, he would be lost and he
didn't want to fall down and die give his life up to a girl who might not
even want him unless he had cash for blow. He knew drugs ruled her life.
Love was secondary to that desire to fuck it all up, and to actually die.
What Henry didn't know and what would have scared him more. Laurie began to
work the porno circuit, and her face, mouth and ass became famous in the
cheap loops on 42nd Street. She was a natural, but porn stars can't be hard
line drug addicts. They need to make appointments, look bright and cheery.
Many of the most famous porno babes had husbands, children and a reasonable
normal life.

Laurie's life had gone uphill and down during this time, and Henry not
seeing all of it forgot her. Later, he wished he had not, but that is the
risk we take when we think with our dicks. Cab drivers rarely think beyond
their dicks, but Henry was unusual, and Laurie eventually would believe
that she was worth the love of this strange man with a difficult life and
conflicting motivations.







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