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Taylor
Kicked out. Just great. I kicked a rock around and then let it really have it. Just my luck it hits some huge guy in the leg, and he sees that it was my fault. Not really wanting my life to get any more fucked up I just took off down a dark ally hoping to lose him. I slid down against the wall and leaned up against a garbage can near the back.
Then all of a sudden a back door to the strip club opens, not wanting to be seen I didn't move. I sat in fear that it was someone else out to get me. Then another thought crossed my mind, maybe it was someone to take me out of my misery and just kill me now.
I looked up slowly to see a pair of long beautiful legs in tall high heels, and a short skirt right infront of me. Realization sunk in as I looked up further to the long blonde hair that cascaded down this woman's back. There was no mistaking that beautiful hair, this was the goddess I saw dancing tonight. I watched as she lit a cigarette and took a drag before walking down the ally slowly, obviously walking in heels down a bumpy rocky ally isn't the easiest thing to do. I sat there watching her walk away, and I had to do something. I don't know why but I had this feeling inside that told me I couldn't let her leave. I racked my brain for her name.. Sandy..Sarah...Sherry..Shalie...Sharee....Sharice!
"Sharice!" I yelled to her. She looked alarmed. I didn't mean to scare her. Duh, Taylor yelling a woman's name while she's in a dark ally, real smooth.
"Um, who's there?" she asked with her voice shaking. God, she had a beautiful voice too. I felt my heart melt as I stared at her from behind.
"Um..I'm..Taylor." I said unsurely.
"Taylor who?" she asked. She still hadn't turned around and I didn't know how to get her to. I stood up and started to walk towards her. She turned around upon hearing my footsteps and finally looked at me.
"It's you" she breathed sharply. I didn't know whether to take that as a good sign or a bad sign.
"I didn't mean to scare you..or anything" I said looking down at the ground. Here I was being the idiot again. Why couldn't I just leave that to my brothers? They were so good at making themselves look like fools, did I really need to do it too?
Sharice
My angel. God, he looked even better then he did in the club. I looked him over, he was clad in the original jeans and T-shirt, but on him it looked so sexy. Oh shit. He can't be sexy, he's a child. What the fuck is wrong with me? I was snapped back into reality as his smooth voice filled my ears.
"I'm sorry for bothering you" he said. He was looking down and seeming so innocent.
"Sweetie you never have to say sorry for anything to me" I said smiling at him. He looked up and smiled too.
"Thank you Sharice." ohhh how I love to watch those lips say my name. The scene sends electricity through my body. His lips were so moist and he would slide his tongue out and lick them every few seconds to keep them that way.
"Um.. I should get going. Its late. Did you need something?" I didn't take my eyes off his lips. I was afraid if I did I might miss that luscious tongue that I wanted on my body so bad.
"Just you" he muttered and then shook his head. I don't think he meant for me to hear that. "No..I'm ok" he said staring at me.
"Taylor..." I whispered, knowing that if I uttered these next words I couldn't take them back.
"Yeah?" he asked, still not taking his eyes off of me either.
"Do you want to come over to my place?.. Only for a little while." I said quickly. I swear his eyes never shined so much before, and the smile that appeared on his face was so sweet, I just wanted to kiss him right there.
"I'd love to!" he said, obviously excited about the idea. I was very excited by the idea too. I could feel it in the crotch of my panties.
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