The corner of the party

[Guest]

Fists starting flying, chains were swinging through the air, a gunshot rang out. Somehow the girls had managed to get out of their cuffs. Things were happening so fast. The girls, apparently feeling sorry for Richard, grabbed him. They tried to take his cuffs off, but there was too much going on. The blonde just said let's get him out of here this way-it might turn out to be more fun anyway. Richard wasn't sure of that comment, but knew if he got with them, he would have his revenge on these two, maybe with a little help from his own friends. Somehow the girls managed to get him out the door of the clubhouse while the fight raged on inside. The only available vehicle seemed to be the pickup truck, which fortunately had the keys in it. Throwing Richard in the middle, they quickly drove off.

 

[Guest]

Unless Richard tries to get his revenge on the two women, I guess this is the end.

 

[Flewker]

!

Well, this wasn't quite how i expected it to turn out, but it was interesting to say the least.

 

[Guest]

So, what do you tink, do we continue or are we done-the door is open.

 

[bearlee]

Finally decided to register-should have "think." Flewker it's probably done unless you want to get back in and maybe some others. I wrote almost the entire thing with my fiance in mind. She likes this kind of stuff. With other people, I had some other thoughts as to where this could go, but just played around with it after I lost you and the unknown blonde.

 

[bearlee]

Flewker, or anyone, should we end this or keep it going? Let me know.

 

[bearlee]

The truck was stopped. The girls, even though they didn't know each other, knew it was time to get out of there. The blonde may have sensed Richard wanted to get revenge on them. Nita didn't seem to care one way or the other. For her, perhaps just another night. She had been though it many times before and had no doubts or illusions she wouldn't go through it again. Richard wasn't sure why the vehicle had stopped, but it take long to learn why. Cast from the cab of the pickup, the vehicle sped away. Maybe, just maybe, Nita thought, she had a new playmate, the unknown blonde, for future adventures. Nita turned to the blonde, "Interesting evening, huh; what's your name?" As the truck drove down the road, Nita chuckled to herself, almost out loud. It was good night for her and maybe she could get her new blonde friend involved in the future. That remained to be seen. As the morning Sun came up over the horizon, it was a new dawn, a new day, and hopefully, some time soon, a new adventure awaited them.