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Story Time and Erotica (Part Eight) (1459 hits)

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Submitted by heyzues (View user info) at 2004-10-20 18:10:02 EDT


Part One- http://www.ubersite.com/m/43474
Part Two- http://www.ubersite.com/m/43842
Part three- http://www.ubersite.com/m/44391
Part four- http://www.ubersite.com/m/45028
Part five- http://www.ubersite.com/m/46274
Part Six- http://www.ubersite.com/m/47620
Part Seven- http://www.ubersite.com/m/48601

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Bob awoke at eleven o'clock PM, still holding onto Lucy. He could feel that she was awake too. "I can't believe you stayed with me this entire time." He whispered into her bleach blond hair.

"I'm a night person anyways." she said, tightening her grip on their intertwined fingers.

"Could you feel my dreams too?" He asked in less of a whisper, and more of his normal voice.

"No." She began lightly dragging her polished blue finger nails along the inside of Bob's forearm with her free hand.

Though his telekinetic abilities didn't work, he could still feel the surface emotions that Lucy was experiencing. Right now all he could feel from her was comfort, but before he felt something different, Desire. Feeling desired by Lucy made Bob want to stay in the bed with her just a little longer. Desire was an emotion that Amy would never feel for him, no matter how much he desired her.

Bob kissed Lucy on the neck before sitting up slowly, pulling his numb arm out from under her. "I guess I better get ready." He commented while rubbing his eyes with the tips of his fingers. As he got up to walk to the bathroom he switched the wall light on, illuminating the room with a soft orange glow. "Hey, could you like, call room service for me and see if they could bring up a toothbrush and a razor, while I'm in the shower?"

"Yea, you're probably going to need some new clothes too." Lucy was sitting up in the bed stretching. "When was the last time you ate?"

A fruit cup and a soda was the only thing that Bob had eaten in the past two days. He poked his head out of the door to the bathroom "Not in awhile. You gettin room service?" She nodded. "Somethin with fish in it, you know, brain food." She nodded, again, while yawning and picked up the phone laying beside the bed.

Bob smiled at himself in the mirror as he got out of the shower, he had spent at least half an hour in. He performed an impression of Quagmire, a chauvinistic character on the popular animated TV show Family Guy. "Giggidy giggidy giggidy, allllright." Then put a fluffy white Bellagio hotel robe on and stepped out of the bathroom.

"I think some ones trying to reach you." Lucy, who was also wearing a Bellagio robe, nodded to a rumpled pile of denim, in the middle of the room, that was currently performing a rendition of the Super Mario Bro's theme song. She handed Bob a plastic bag emblazoned with the Bellagio crest. "That's the second time it rang." He ran over to the pants and ruffled through the pockets, revealing the silver phone.

"Hello?" Bob answered into the phone while sitting on the edge of the large bed. He felt breezy being naked under the fluffy robe.

"Hey it's me."Amy's voice replied from the speaker. "I'm, uh, outta the hospital. They let me out a few hours ago." Bob turned his head to look at the platter of food that had been brought up with the plastic bag containing his toothbrush and razor. He also noticed that Lucy was watching him from the bathroom door, he smiled at her to assure her that everything was okay, even though talking to Amy was lowering his mood. "I wanna talk about what happened the other night. You wanna meet some where?"

"I'm in Las Vegas right now, so we can't really meet." Bob was very blunt when he spoke, that's how he was whenever he was just waking up.

"When did you go to Vegas?!" Amy asked, "I just talked to you this morning."

"I left ,some time, between then and now." His anger was coming out in the form of sarcasm. "You know what really pisses me off? How I brought you back from the dead, and afterwords you look at me like I'm some kind of monster." Bob's voice remained monotone throughout.

Silence, he caught her off guard "That's because I didn't understand....I still don't understand, how you did it!" she was heated by his words. "I mean what kind of person can do that? I asked the doctors and nurses who where there, what happened, and their stories are so..so...out there, that I don't know how to react!" Her Spanish accent started to come out as she got angrier.

"I'm sorry," He wasn't really sorry, but for now, it made things easier. "I shouldn't have expected you to handle it any differently, but I had hoped that maybe you would." Bob was still angry at her for turning against him so easily, despite the fact that she had known him for over three years.

"So....are you going to tell me how you did it, or what?"Amy asked, trying to place the focus of the conversation on him instead of her.

"Do you know what telekinesis is?" Bob knew that, regardless of being a very good person, Amy might not pick up on the concept too fast. He worried that his explanation of, not only, how he did it, but the history behind his ability's, might get tiresome.

"Yea, that's where you move stuff with you're mind. Right? Are you psychic or something?" Her tone changed from anger to amazement.

"Yes, I am psychic." He paused for a second deciding if he wanted to spend the time explaining. He could only imagine the onslaught of questions he would get. "I healed your wounds with my mind." Bob decided to go with a simpler explanation, and fill in the holes later. "I don't really have time to talk right now. When I get back we'll talk some more. Okay?"

"Well...um..It's just a lot to process. How long will you be gone? How long do I have to wait before you'll tell me exactly what happened?" She was tired of waiting for answers.

"I don't know when I'll be back, it won't be too long. When I get back I'll explain everything, I promise." He hung up before she could object. He stood up and turned around just in time to witness Lucy exit the bathroom, she only had a towel on, she looked enticing.

"So, how did it go?" She asked, smiling.

Bob had trouble speaking, "Yea...it was..uh Okay."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Her voice sounded very smooth.

"Not much to talk about." Bob struggled to focus through the testosterone coursing through his brain. "So.... you said something about..... clothes?" anything to distract himself.

"Yea, I better put some on, before you turn into a caveman." They both smiled at each other, before she grabbed one of the two shopping bags off of the bed and started pulling out articles of clothing. "You look like a tee-shirt and jeans kinda guy." She threw him a pair of dark blue denims and a blue shirt with orange letters. "You're about the same size as Dick, right?"

"Free Sample?" Bob was reading the letters on the shirt. "I don't even know what this means." He put on the pants and the shirt, inspecting himself in the full length mirror, that ran along the wall. Lucy appeared beside him in tight white pants with a large leather belt, and a tan button down sleeveless shirt.

"I don't think it's supposed to mean anything, it's just supposed to be funny." Bob rolled his eyes and walked over to the food.

After eating and washing up, they headed for the lobby to meet Dick who was already waiting for them at the pick up area, in a dark blue 2004 jaguar XK convertible. "You have a thing for jaguars?" Bob asked in the bustling pick up area.

"You bet." Dick replied. "You ride with me, Lucy will follow us." Behind him was the silver vehicle from before. Bob hopped in the vehicle and Dick drove off through the crowded parking area. Dick turned to Bob, "I told you she would take your mind off that girl." Bob just smiled
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Submitted by heyzues (user info) at 2004-10-28 06:26:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

This is the only post of mine that I haven't rated.










Damn!

Submitted by TheMidnight12AM (user info) at 2004-10-20 19:32:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1

Decent, but the dialogue could use a little work.

Submitted by triple_optics (user info) at 2004-10-20 18:13:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1

next time, post a picture of tawnee stone


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