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Hit and Run Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross all rights reserved Story Codes:
F/F, Violence, Nonconsensual This is my Fascist Story
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm email: rache696@yahoo.com

   Intended for adults only.  This story could be true.  Edited 082208 -rr

   Hit and Run by rache

   "Shit.  That's her," Marli pointed at a blonde girl standing in line at
the Orange Julius counter.

   "Are you sure?" I said, the girl was small, just a waif really, and she
looked barely eighteen if she was even that old.

   "You should go kick her ass," Lisa whispered, leaning across the little
round table we were sitting at.

   "You think?" Marli licked her lips.  She wasn't very big either, all of
5'1" if she was lucky, and a hundred pounds maybe.  She looked like she was
still in 8th grade, not a nineteen year old college freshman.

   "You sure that's her?" I repeated.  We'd just been talking about Marli's
ex-boyfriend, Jimmy, and how he'd dumped Marli for some blonde bitch.  It
seemed sorta strange the girl would show up like three minutes later at the
same mall we were at.

   "Yeah, I'm sure," Marli nodded, never taking her dark blue eyes off the
girl.  She looked pretty intense, even more than usual.  Marli was never
really happy, I don't think, but when she smiled she was so pretty.  Now
she looked like a vampire almost, at least to me, with her straight black
hair and pale skin, but mostly just the way she looked...hungry.

   "Go do it, shit.  She's all by herself," Lisa said and she was tall and
blonde, as pretty as Marli but completely different.  She had soft blue
eyes and a ready smile, like a rural beauty queen with her golden hair
falling in waves.  But I knew she was a little crazy, a little cruel
sometimes.

   "I will," Marli was nodding and getting up.  "Fuck yeah."

   "Marli..." I said, but she couldn't hear me.  She couldn't hear anything
right then and Lisa and I sat there and just watched as Marli walked up to
the girl slowly.  I was frightened more than anything else, not really sure
this could be happening, but there it was.  My heart was pounding and
adrenaline was filling my veins.  It was fight or flight and I'll confess I
was something of a coward right then.

   Lisa watched with a smile, leaning forward and licking her lips like a
she-wolf scenting blood or in heat maybe and smelling sex in the air.  Her
angelic features were twisted with some secret desire I was sure she'd
never revealed to anyone before.  She was flushed and fidgeting, her feet
tapping like she wanted to get up, and I saw her hands curling into little
fists as Marli closed in on the unsuspecting girl.

   It was so fast I almost missed it, but everything was slow motion too.
It was strange and disorienting and I thought my heart had stopped.  Marli
didn't say a word and I don't think the young blonde girl ever saw my
friend coming, not once, but perhaps she did.  Marli's fist came around in
a big looping arc, fast and strong, like she was putting everything into
that one punch.  All of her anger and frustration, every little emotional
pain she'd ever had to suffer growing up.

   Marli's fist exploded across the girl's upper lip and nose, snapping the
blonde's head around 90 degrees and I could see drops of blood and spittle
spraying into the air.  Marli's hand just went right through the girl's
face, or so it appeared, and she dropped without even so much as a whimper
that I could hear.  There was just the awful slapping, cracking sound of
Marli's fist striking her flesh, and the dull thud of the young woman
hitting the cold, hard floor.

   "Holy shit!" Lisa giggled, covering her mouth.  "Fuck!"

   "Jesus..." I let out a deep breath without realizing that I'd been
holding it.

   Marli stood there for a second, looking down, and then turned away,
walking back towards us.  Her face was smiling and she looked beautiful
again, but my eyes were drawn to her right hand, stained red now with the
girl's blood.  She took a half dozen steps and then we heard someone
scream, a girl, and someone else yelling something, a man, and then Marli
was laughing and running. 

   We were all laughing and running, even me, and I didn't know why.  Maybe
because it just felt good to run away, to get away from danger.  Laughter
releases tension or something, so I laughed and smiled as we ran through
the mall and out the big glass doors.  We ran through the parking lot as if
we were lost, three girls giggling and breathless, zig-zagging this way and
that.  People stared at us.  Traffic stopped as we ran in front of cars and
kicked abandoned shopping carts out of the way.  There was the honking of
horns and more yelling, but only because we were annoying the people
outside.  The people who had no idea what Marli had just done.

   "Ohhh God!" Marli gasped, leaning up against Lisa's old Toyota.  "Oh
shit, did you see that?  God!"

   "That was so cool!" Lisa was wide eyed and panting like we all were,
holding her side and shaking her head.  "You broke her fucking nose."

   "Probably knocked out her teeth too," I panted, blinking and sucking air
and looking around.  "I can't believe you did that."

   "Oh yeah!  I did it!" Marli held up her hand, still wet with big
spatters of the girl's blood across her knuckles and wrist.  "Oh shit, I
feel like I just came!" she told us and then giggled.  "I swear, I'm
fuckin' soaked down there."

   Marli looked down at the crotch of her jeans and maybe there was a
little wet spot.  I couldn't really tell, but it made us all laugh.  She
reached down, pressing her left hand between her thighs and squeezing her
sex while she looked at her fist, turning it this way and that.

   "Lick it," Lisa breathed.  "You got her, taste her."

   I turned to stare at Lisa, wondering what she meant.  My heart was still
going a hundred miles an hour and I thought I could feel myself a little
moist too, down in my sex.  I didn't know what to think.  It had been
horrible to see, but so exciting too.  Nothing like that had ever happened
to me before.  I'd never seen anyone get in a real fight, never seen blood
spilled.  Now I had and I didn't know how I should feel.

   Marli was licking her skin and smiling at us, letting us see her tongue
as she dragged the tip across the stains on her bone white skin.  She was
rubbing herself too, right there in the parking lot, leaning against some
stranger's car while Lisa and I watched.  She sucked her fingers between
her lips, sliding them in and out of her mouth like little pale cocks and I
felt my pussy getting greasy, trembling slightly inside.

   "Oh fuck that's so cool," Lisa sighed and she glanced at me, seeking
some sort of agreement and I nodded slowly.

   "Hot, yeah..." I closed my eyes, leaning back against the cool metal,
wondering what was going on.

   -=6=-=6=-=6=

   I hadn't been at college very long.  None of us had.  We were all
freshman and all roommates in the same dorm.  Lisa, Marli, and me.  We'd
gotten along well right from the start, probably because our temperaments
complemented each other.  Marli was intense and aggressive and liked to be
in charge.  She could have been a bully, and maybe she was, I don't know,
but being a freshman at a large university has way of taking the bully out
of people, at least for a little while.

   Lisa was the sort of person who liked to be with people like that.  She
liked to use people, that was her skill, and it was easy for Lisa to get
what she desired from Marli.  She just had to persuade Marli to want what
Lisa wanted her to want.  I was a born follower, I suppose.  I felt like a
little sister to those two girls, although I was a few months older than
Marli, and just a month younger than Lisa.  I accepted my role and I don't
think Marli or Lisa ever took real advantage of me, but they could have.

   I went out with my boyfriend that night, after Marli had punched that
small blonde girl in the face, and I was straddling his lap before he could
start his car and get us out of the parking lot.  I'd been hot for it all
afternoon and I'd masturbated twice, just as I was certain my roommates
had, judging from the sounds coming from their small bedrooms.  I was noisy
too, I knew, and knowing they could hear me only made it better for all of
us, I think.

   But it still wasn't as good as having Paul's hard cock inside me.  I
practically raped him, saying little more than "Hey!" before we were
kissing.  I sucked his tongue into my mouth hard, pressing my body against
his, my little brown Amerasian ass against the steering wheel while I undid
his pants.  Once I had his stiffening cock in my hands, I reached under my
skirt, pulling my panties to the side and guided him into my hot, hungry
hole with nothing more than a loud sigh between us.

   "Uhhh...shit...what's with you tonight?" Paul whispered, grabbing my ass
and just holding me as I worked my hips up and down.  I was fucking him for
change.  It was all me and all he had to do was sit there and let me get
off on it.

   "Shhh...don't talk...just fuck me..." I breathed, pushing my sex down
hard enough so that I could feel his thickness splitting my tender folds
and reach for the very bottom of my cunt.  His cockhead crashed into my
cervix and it hurt, but that was what I wanted and I didn't care how it
felt for him.  "Fuck...fuck me...you fucker...Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!" I was
screaming and my boyfriend tried to kiss me and shut me up.

   And while I rode his cock all I could think of was that instant, that
magical moment when Marli's fist met that innocent girl's beautiful face.
How her head had snapped around and blood had suddenly appeared from
nowhere, just filling the air with a crimson mist.  The way her body went
slack and fell in a sculpted heap.  And Marli, beautiful, sexy Marli was
standing there, her fingers dripping with blood, watching and smiling.

   I was cumming.  Just like that, I was cumming hard and I pushed myself
down until I could feel the blunt head of Paul's cock bruising my cervix,
straining and stretching the tender walls of my cunt.  I was grinding and
sobbing with pleasure, my back arched and head tilted upward.  I was
cumming so good, seeing Marli behind my tightly shut eyes, rubbing her
dripping sex with bloody fingers and she was cumming with me.  She was
inside me and it was the best orgasm of life up until then and I never
wanted it to end.

   -=6=-=6=-=6=

   "Fuck." Lisa was lighting a cigarette, even though it was a non-smoking
dorm.  They all were.  "All I could think about was you fucking up that
girl."

   Marli smiled, dunking a bit of toast in her coffee.  "You look like you
had a good night," she said, looking at me.

   "Oh, yeah," I blinked.  My body was sore, I'd fucked Paul's cock as many
times as he could get it hard, and I was still horny when he'd dropped me
off at three in the morning.  "We fucked all night."

   "How many times you do it?" Lisa asked me, getting up to pour me some
coffee.

   "Uh, I dunno.  i guess five times?" I laughed and sat down at the table
in our little kitchen.  "It took forever to get him off the last one," I
shrugged.  "He wasn't very hard."

   "Poor baby," Marli shook her head.  "All I got was blisters." She looked
at her fingers like she might really have some.

   "Here," Lisa was sliding the coffee over for me and I started spooning
in the sugar.  "We gonna do it today, right?" She looked at Marli, our
leader.

   "Do what?" I asked.

   "Play Hit and Run," Lisa giggled, glancing at me, but focused on Marli.

   "Yeah, but we gotta go someplace else," she nodded, dunking some more
toast.

   "Wait, you mean..." I stared at them.  "You can't be serious." I felt my
heart skip a beat.

   "Hell yeah, we're serious!" Lisa smiled at me, brushing a thick tangle
of blonde hair out of her face.  "I wanna do it too."

   "I wanna do it again," Marli said, chewing her toast slowly.  "You wanna
do it too, don't you Rachael." It wasn't a question and my friend was
grinning and nodding her head slowly.

   I looked at them, feeling my stomach churning.  Just the idea was making
me a little nauseas, the sort of thing you feel when you're so nervous you
might puke.  I was excited too though; I knew it and I could feel it.  I'd
gotten off all night long, not on my boyfriend's cock, but on Marli's
bloody fist.

   "Yeah, rache wants it," Lisa nodded, grinning at me.  "It's okay, we're
cool...Admit it, you got off on it didn't ya?"

   I swallowed hard and nodded, just a little, feeling my face turning red
with heat.  It had to be wrong, really wrong to admit such a thing.  And
then how much worse to feel it in the first place?  But to do it...We
couldn't really do it, could we?  Could I?

   "I bet she was thinking about it all night, huh?" Marli laughed at me.
"Look at her blush!" She glanced at Lisa and I heard my blonde friend
chuckling too.  "You gotta go first today, rache.  I wanna see you fuck
some girl up!"

   "But...what if we get caught?" I asked weakly, feeling like the coward I
was and looking for an excuse, a way out.

   "Get caught?" Lisa shook her head.  "We ain't gonna get caught.  We'll
go where nobody knows us anyway and just do it.  Hit and run, fist tag with
some stranger's face and then...what?" she asked rhetorically, like nothing
could happen after that.  Not to us.

   "The renta-cops get us?" Marli took the sentence up like they were
twins. "I don't think so.  Nobody's gonna catch us and it'll be so cool. 
Believe me, rache, you're gonna love it."

   -=6=-=6=-=6=

   After lunch we were at Pinewood Mall, which was a long ways from school.
It was busy, but not really crowded, and we sat in the food court drinking
Cokes and watching the people walk around.  I felt like a criminal already,
just sitting there, and my heart was beating so hard I thought I'd have a
heart attack

   "How about her?" Marli said softly, gesturing slightly with her soda at
a young woman, twenty-something years old and plain.

   "No," I shook my head and I'd been doing that for half an hour.  My
friends were getting impatient and maybe I was too.

   "You gotta pick somebody!" Lisa grabbed my arm.  "Come on.  It'll be
good, just do it."

   But I didn't know if I could.  I was scared and nervous and filled with
a sort of sexual energy that seemed dark somehow, like it was eating away
at me like cancer.  I could feel it inside, making my bones ache.  It was
all the way down, in the marrow that made my blood, gnawing at my soul and
I wanted to hate it so bad.  But I didn't hate it.  I was afraid of it.  I
loathed it.  But I didn't hate it.

   And then I saw her.  A woman about thirty years old in a business suit.
Like a lawyer maybe, or a loan officer at a bank.  A professional woman so
cold and lovely the way she was made up just perfectly.  She was
untouchable with her pressed skirt and silk blouse.  I didn't hate her
clothes though.  I didn't hate her makeup or her expensive hairstyle, or
leather shoes and designer purse.  I didn't even hate her.  I loved her.  I
loved her eyes, which were so dark as to be black, her full lips painted
red just for me.  I wanted her, sexually, like an animal.  I wanted to own
her and possess her and fuck her.

   "That one," I said, barely able to get the words out, and before my
friends could say anything, before I even knew what I was doing, I was up
and walking toward her. 

   Inside I was shaking like a leaf, trembling with fear and excitement as
my body thrust it's primitive chemicals into my blood.  It was instinctual,
the way my body moved, and all I was aware of, I mean truly aware of, was
the heat in my sex.  The sudden tremor that seemed to rise from the bottom
of my belly, growing with each step I took.  My nipples were hard and
itching and my clit throbbed with excruciating desire. 

   She might have seen me, and perhaps the woman smiled, I could never be
sure afterwards.  I was just a small, thin girl, Amerasian with brown skin
and almond eyes, pretty and interesting in the way westerners find young
oriental women.  Everyone smiles at me, and so I like to think she did as
well.  She may have seen the recognition in my eyes and wondered if she
knew me.  Perhaps the woman even found me attractive and her mind conjured
brief thoughts of the things a woman like her could do to a little girl
like me.  But regardless of what she was thinking, we were destined to be
lovers and the moment was upon us.

   I'd never punched anyone in my adult life, nor anyone as a teenager, for
that matter.  Marli had tried to give me advice earlier, but I had no
thoughts at all of my friends.  I walked up to the woman, outwardly calm,
smiling and looking into her eyes, her deep dark eyes, and then it
happened. Without any thought or deliberation, I struck out with my
emotions, the suddenly irresistible desire to love her in the most violent
and terrifying way possible.  I hit her, punching straight into the center
of her beautiful face, driving through her nose as if my target were on the
other side of the woman's flesh and bones.

   The woman's head snapped back, straight so that I could see the soft
white skin beneath her chin.  Blood gushed intensely red, so red it hurt to
look at it, running down her cheeks and neck.  I could feel it on my hand,
smearing across the inside of my forearm as my fist continued along her
upturned face for a split second.  She dropped her purse, I think, and
moaned.  I remember that sound, guttural from way down deep between her
perfect tits.  She was falling then and I stood there, holding my breath,
feeling my cunt collapse on itself as the trembling inside became a violent
shiver and then something else.  I was cumming wildly, my knees growing
weak and my head spinning.  A voice was yelling at me, inside my head, my
own voice, telling me to run and I did.

   I don't remember running away.  But I remember feeling a hundred feet
tall.  I remember laughing and punching the air and rubbing my sex under my
skirt, slipping my blood stained fingers inside my panties and fucking
myself as I roamed aimlessly through the parking lot.  I was mad, crazed
with lust and there was no fear in me, just that awful dark that should
have felt cold.  But it was hot, the shadow burning through me, consuming
me with it's greedy lust.

   "Ohhh...God!  That was awesome!" Lisa was laughing, dancing around as I
stood there next to her car.

   "You did it.  Fuck if you didn't do it, rache!" Marli was smiling and
slapping my shoulder like we were a couple guys at a football game.

   "Taste it!  Lick the bitch!" Lisa was telling me.  "You own her ass! 
You fucked her so good, Rachael...Fuck!"

   I smiled, nodding and feeling drunk.  My hand was red, not with a lot of
blood, but enough anyway and it was pink now as I'd been rubbing my
drooling cunt with my fingers.  I made a fist and touched my tongue to it.
Tentatively at first and then eagerly as I tasted the woman's blood mixed
with my orgasm.  I could smell her on me, her wet living blood cooling on
my flushed skin.  I licked and sucked and swallowed the woman, fingering my
cunt with my other hand, and remembering how she'd looked and how she'd
felt.  How her dark eyes had gone wide, just at the last possible instant
before my fist exploded against her nose.  I was cumming again while my
friends watched and cheered me on.

   -=6=-=6=-=6=

   Ninety minutes later at a mall in Pepper Springs, Lisa broke her cherry.
She'd spotted a woman who looked like her mother, or so Lisa had eagerly
told us.  Exactly like her, Lisa whispered, down to the smallest detail,
and that was the woman Lisa wanted.  She was older, in her fifties I think,
or maybe just late forties, but it didn't matter anyway.  She had blonde
hair going white with grey, blue eyes, or green maybe.  It was hard to
tell, but she was attractive in a maternal way.  She looked like Lisa in
twenty-five years and that was all that mattered.

   "I want to fuck her so bad..." Lisa could barely speak she was breathing
hard between trembling lips.

   "Go do it...fuck her...do it..." I was saying and I knew then that the
last of my humanity was gone.  I was primal and animal.  We were all
predators now.  We wanted violence and blood to feed our sexual appetites.
We were corrupt and that made us superior, like wolves among sheep.

   "Get her," Marli smiled and her eyes shone malevolent beneath the
fluorescent lights.  "Tell her you love her, Lisa.  Show her."

   We watched the tall blonde move slowly, stalking the woman as she stood
alone, and Lisa was so beautiful that she was attracting attention just by
being there.  She looked like a goddess and I fell in love with her right
then, feeling my body shudder with the realization.  Marli reached over,
taking my hand and I gave her a squeeze, both of us holding on to each
other as we stared at our friend with increasing desire.  Marli felt it
too, I realized, and I had to swallow thickly to keep my heart in my chest.

   Without a word of warning, Lisa did it perfectly.  The same way Marli
had done it the day before.  The same way I'd done it some two hours and 70
miles ago.  Lisa just walked up and threw her clenched fist into the
woman's mouth.  We could hear it clearly from 30 feet away, the sound of
Lisa's knuckles impacting the woman's lips and teeth.  It was a dull, wet
smacking sound that seemed to echo in that awful sudden silence.  The whole
world stopped just to watch the woman choke on Lisa's loving fist before
falling into a rumpled, groaning pile of broken flesh at the younger
woman's feet.

   Lisa shook her hand and I knew it must have hurt, hitting the lady right
in the mouth like that.  There was a collective gasp and then a scream and
then we were running, the way we always did.  Laughing triumphant and
shouting towards the heavens.  It was glorious and there was nothing to
stop us.  Not even God looking down from heaven could have ended our
jubilant celebration.  We ran, circling the big parking lot, giggling and
singing and marking our excessive desires with hugs and kisses.

   Lisa especially, who had caught both Marli and I within her rapture, was
the center of our attentions.  Marli kissed her hard, almost bringing them
both to the ground with lust exuberance, but I was the one dropping to the
hard, rough asphalt, scratching my knees and pressing my head between my
two friends.  I found Lisa's pussy under her short, pleated skirt, and I
pressed my face blindly to her sex, mouthing her through the thin material
of her panties.  They were wet already and smelling of her ripe excitement.
I sucked and bit and used my fingers to rip them away so that I could reach
Lisa's humid cunt with my tongue.  My kisses were frantic and I stabbed my
tongue inside the girl's sex quickly, parting her swollen labia and
spilling her orgasm over my flushed cheeks.

   And above me they kissed, my two friends and dark accomplices in this,
our rebellis passio.  Their hands on each others' breasts, their tongues
delving deeply between their lips, writhing and mingling so that their
salvia spilled from their mouths.  I sucked Lisa's pussy while she came
again, filling the emptiness in my belly with a fresh flood of her sweet
orgasm.  It was bitter and sharp and it made me confused with lust until
Marli was pulling me to her own cunt, thrusting her sex against my open
mouth and grinding herself against me as I sucked her hard little clit.

   I couldn't see Lisa tasting her anonymous lover, the woman who so much
resembled her mother, but I knew she was doing it.  Lisa was licking her
hand clean, drinking the woman's blood and swallowing the memories of what
she'd done.  She owned the woman forever now, possessed her the way Marli
and I possessed our own secret loves.  This was our life now, our religion,
and it made us sisters in a dark and primal faith.  We made love often
after that, after every woman that we took with rapine pleasure, and we
distanced ourselves from all others completely.

   -=6=-=6=-=6=

   There was a knock on our door, very nearly a year to the day after Marli
had taken the very first girl.  The blonde waif who hadn't stolen Marli's
boyfriend at all, as it had turned out.  But that hadn't mattered to us at
all, and if anything it was a fine joke that made us all giggle.  We'd long
since left college and moved around the country, working odd jobs, doing
whatever we needed to in order to support ourselves and our addiction, or
religion as we called it.  We'd had dozens of women each, young and old,
beautiful and plain, but all of them attractive and desirable to us in one
way or another.  That was the only requirement.  They were meaningful and
personal symbols, and whatever importance those women possessed came from
our desires alone.

   Lisa was at work, stripping at Pure Platinum for tips and a percentage
of the drinks she sold.  She'd turn tricks for a little extra cash in the
parking lot, but only so we could move on that much quicker.  I spent my
afternoons working as a Technical Support Assistant for Microsoft, having
gotten my certification a few months before.  It was easy and I could do it
from anywhere, all I needed was my laptop and a phone, and a bank account
for my paychecks.  Marli worked as a bartender at Sappho's, a lesbian club
downtown, and she occasionally brought someone home for us to play with. 
We were gentle with each other, but we had a tendency to break some of
those girls.  They were too soft and trusting and they were the sacrifices
that barely kept our passions at bay.

   Marli was home that night though, Sappho's being closed on Mondays, and
we were together on the couch, her legs over my thighs as I painted her
toenails black.  She'd gone for the Goth look so popular now in Denver,
which always seemed to be a decade behind the times.  But it suited Marli
anyway, and she looked like a vampiric princess with her pale skin, jet
black hair, and brilliant white teeth that she would put to such wonderful
effect on the cunts and nipples and supple flesh of her lovers.  I was
scarred with Marli's affections in the soft hollows of my thighs, as was
Lisa, because Marli was our leader and we belonged to her.

   Knock...Knock...Knock 

   "What the fuck now?" Marli shook her head as we looked at the door.  We
were in a tiny apartment, tucked above a Christian Light soup kitchen, and
no one in this town knew us for what we really were.  "Fuckin' landlord
wants another blowjob," she grinned at me and I stuck out my tongue.  I
took care of the rent and the owner was a fat prick who knocked off an
extra ten if I swallowed.

   "Don't smudge your toes!" I warned her with a frown, watching Marli get
to her feet and walk carefully to the door.  She was wearing nothing but a
loose pair of black panties.  I was wearing nothing at all and I flicked my
clit, taking a deep breath and wishing we could get Marli's toes done so we
could go out.  There was an under twenty-one club where the high school
girls went looking for cock, but give them a little dope and they'd drink
the piss from my cunt with barely a whimper.

   Marli opened the door and I blinked at the girl standing there.  She was
small and thin and beautiful, with her long blonde hair loose around her
shoulders.  She looked at Marli and her eyes were wide, as if she were
suddenly terrified, and perhaps she should have been.

   "I know you," Marli said and it sounded like she was smiling, although
she had her back to me so I couldn't know for sure.

   "I...I've been looking for you..." the girl said with a hard swallow and
I stood up slowly, moving closer, "...for a long time."

   I could see her eyes, soft and blue and glistening in the harsh light of
the bare 150 watt bulb that hung from the ceiling.  She'd been crying, was
still crying just a little, and I felt a rush of heat as I saw her nose,
crooked and imperfect.  It had been broken and maybe some doctor had tried
to fix it, but it remained a beautiful reminder of Marli's first kiss.

   "What do you want?" Marli asked, reaching out to touch the girl's face
and she flinched, just a little, and it was so sexy I felt my tummy
churning with warmth.

   "I...I want to be with you..." she whispered and I had to lean close,
putting my face next to Marli's, practically resting my head on my friend's
shoulder as I pressed my body to her back.  "I want to do what..." she
paused, closing her eyes for a second, "...what you do...what you did...to
me."

   "Why?" Marli asked softly and she was taking the girl's shoulders and
drawing her across the threshold and beyond the door.  I reached around my
friend and my hands found the girl's waist and then her back.  I was
pulling her, as was Marli, into our embrace. 

   "Because I love you," she said so softly I might have imagined it. 
"I...I want to be with you.  Forever."

   She was kneeling then, Marli's gentle hands pushing the girl down to the
floor where she belonged.  I smiled over my friend's shoulder and kissed
her neck before letting her go so I could close the door and lock it.  We
wouldn't be going out after all.



   End rache696@yahoo.com

   Note: I know, I know...You thought she was gonna pull a gun.  Fuckin'
sheep.  -rr

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