Young girl in the Big City

[eepy]

Ginny

OOC: I'm sorry, but I have to know... What's a puta??

Ack! I really should learn to make sure someone hasn't posted a new reply before I hit the submit button. More editing for me

IC:
I was so spent from Alonzo's brutal fucking of my mouth; I just wanted to collapse. But getting out of that room was an even bigger priority. Forcing myself to climb down from the table, I straightened my skirt, pulled my shirt together as well as I could, and wiped the remains of Alonzo's disgusting cum from my face. Smiling weakly at the man, who at least looked civilized, I sashayed over to him, saying, "Why don't we go to the back, where we could have a little more privacy?" Leaning closer, I rested my hands on his chest and whispered into his ear, "Or even better, we could go to your place?"

[Edited by eepy on 05-20-2001 at 09:00 PM]

 

[BLACK BART]

I sat and watched Sam eat, and when she finally asked what I kept hinting about, explained in precise terms what I was about to do and how she fit in...
We left the restaurant and returned thru the rear bar entrance, greeted by loud noises and the sounds of three voices yelling at each other.
I reached behind me and drew my 9 mm automag and flipped the safety off, and swung around the corner, seeing Alonzo lifting a pool stick, obviously to hit Ginny who was bending over someone I didn't recognize.
I did the only thing I could, the thing I had dreaded for years and just confessed to Sam......

 

[eepy]

OOC: Eek! Sorry, Black Bart, I changed my reply because it didn't fit with the one that the Alonzo guy had posted while I was writing mine. There's no fighting now. Sorry! I think I really screwed that up I'm going to bed now (big day tomorrow... shopping ).

 

[wildxfire]

I roared in anger! And rose from the chair, crazed at the expression on Ginny's face and her obvious wish to leave my bar.
"You know better than to try and leave me and this bar, all johns stay here with my puta's" I roared, throwing my 1/2 full bottle at her john, hitting him and knocking him to the floor.
I looked around for something to teach Ginny a lesson with and grabbed a pool stick, intent on braining her with it, murder in my eyes....
From behind me I heard a voice shout, "Brother, no!" but ignored it, my eyes seeing only the betraying puta Ginny as I advanced forward.....

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I ate listening as Bart rattled on with more warnings, I knew though, I'd keep away, he obviously wasn't doing it out of care, but to protect his interests.

I finally gave in asking what he was trying to get at. We left as I finished him hurrying me out.

As we returned to the bar I watched as he looked around checking hte area. (Don't know what you told me, or what you'd do now that there wasn't any fighting. *Shrugs* Waiting for you I guess What's he gonna confess!?!?! Oooh!)

 

[BLACK BART]

I had told Sam the truth, Alonzo was my half brother, we were raised under the same roof by a drunken mother who left us this bar.
I had to break the tie with Alonzo finally, and had only one way I knew how.....tell him up front...
I brought the 9mm with to protect myself, knowing his incredible rages and violent behaviour.
Hoping to force Alonzo out I would put Sam in as the new madam and let her run the place....
As I came around the corner and saw Alonzo about to hit Ginny I raised the gun and called out to him. He ignored my voice as I used a word I hadn't called him in years. Having no choice I pulled the trigger, letting the rapid fire pistol empty itself, hitting the target, ripping it to peices.......

OOC: sorry a lot of fast posting going on in here all of a sudden, didn't have time to fully develop the "evil plot"

 

[BLACK BART]

OOC: oh no, a cliffhanger?.....

Does bart kill his brother?
Did Alonzo club Ginny senseless?
Does Sam get the bar and everything in it?
Does Eppy finally find the meaning of "puta"
Only Destiny knows with her next post.....

IC: I stood at the bar, the smoking gun laying on it, as I held up a drink. Looking over the carnage the automatic had created I shook my head and toasted all who were in the room.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I looked him over in surprise, "You want me to run it?" I looked at him incrdulously but didn't get a response as he raised his gun up, I was shocked as I saw him fire at Alonzo ripping into him with every round. I backed away in shock turning the corner and laying my body back against the hallway I slowly slid to the floor.

"Oh my god... tell me that didn't just happen."

I sobbed into my knees, I was in deep now, now I wasn't just a victim, I had watched him murder someone. If I got away I'd never be able to live with any of this... I'd have to stay. I brushed tears back from my face... I'd have to accept his offer, at least then I might do some good for the girls, keep them away from that horrible Alonzo, and all his abuse. I entered in time to see him toast. I nodded slowly and picked up a glass raising it, signaling to him I'd accepted his offer.

OOC: *Chuckles* Hmmm... mutilates Alonzo, but not kill him cuz you know, I'd hate to completely eliminate a character. You can keep him locked up, he is your brother after all? Something like that... your choice on that.

 

[BLACK BART]

I always was a terrible shot, the bullets had traveled low....between Alonzo's legs, castrating him instantly, leaving him alive but as a eunuch, no longer able to terrorize the women in the bordello.
Turning to Sam, Ginny and her "client", "There's no need to leave now" I told them "A party is in order, a large, drunken party for all, and it's on the house"
I looked at Sam, hoping to catch her eye, and get a few private moments with her.......

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I looked over at him, fear, resolution, and misery showing in my eyes, but maybe a tad more. He hadn't killed Alonzo as she had suspected, but he would definately not terrorize any of the woman anymore. I smiled at the thought, I think Bart saw it, he headed my way. I took the drink in my hand and took a quick swallow before turning to face him.

OOC: I gotta go to bed, I have to get up in 5 hours Ah!

 

[BLACK BART]

OOC: a final posting, for this evening,
"puta" is a bad woman,of the lowest form, in mexican/spanish ...a street name for a whore....even most ladies of the night were never refered to as a puta unless they were utterly worthless....
Alonzo and I had agreed on this "turn of events" and I had wanted to inform Destiny, but ran out of time. Sorry sweet, Lady Destiny, I had no way to reach you in time....
I would never destoy anyones thread, or cripple it from being able to go on, particularly one I enjoy so much, with an excellent player such as Destiny.....
'nough said, time for my ZzZz's, goonite'

 

[eepy]

Ginny

OOC: Sorry, I was really confused last night, and then I had to go to bed, but now it makes a lot more sense

IC:
Very relieved that that monster Alonzo was now "indisposed," I turned to the patron. "May I get you a drink or something? How about we stay and join the party?"

 

[BLACK BART]

After Alonzo has been taken away, Ginny, Sam and I begin to clean the bar up. Jim was sitting at the bar, holding a bag of ice to his head, suffering a mild headache from the thrown bottle.
I noticed his repeated glances at Ginny and Sam as they quickly swept up and encouraged him as I walked by, carrying out the last of the trash.
"If you like what you see, touch it, this isn't a candy store, you can taste before you go home"
I wondered if a little distraction would take everyones mind off the previous "excitement".
"Girls, you all look like you need a shower" I teased, "How about you let me wash your backs?"
I passed Jim a drink and leaned on the bar beside him, waiting for a reply......

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I looked a little shocked at how well that girl, Ginny I thought I'd heard, was taking all this. My stomach still churned at the sight of the miserable looking Alonzo being carried away.

I bit my lip then walked by and began cleaning up the area trying to distract myself from him.

I looked at him surprised, "How the he..." I bit my lip not wanting to upset him but shook my head in disbelief. How the hell could he think of fucking after all that?

 

[BLACK BART]

I heard Sam's words and seeing her face and shake her head realized I was "shot down", looking at Jim I grinned and told him
"I beleive I've been turned down!, Women! they think with thier hearts, us men think with our heads"
Walking down the bar I grabbed a box and a bottle, then sat at a table in the corner, pouring a drink and lighting a cuban cigar.
"Your little heads, you mean" I heard a female voice say, and knowing when I was beat, kept my head down and my mouth shut.
I had just shot my step brother, gave the bar to a woman I had abused, and was out of a job, all in one night! What else could I do for an encore, I wondered, staring at the worm in the bottle.......

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I chuckled a thought coming to mind, "Your little heads, you mean." I grinned at him not being able to help it. Racking coughs shook my body as he lit his cigar and I stepped a little further away swaying the air in front of my nose. "geesh..." I bit my lip then turned around looking at him wondering what he was thinking of doing. I couldn't help but ask, "Hey, does the barn come with the bar?"

 

[BLACK BART]

"The barn, huh" I thought, crushing out the cigar and pouring myself another tall drink "I wonder what she'll tell all her customers, no smoking in the bar?"
I held up my drink and saluted them all with it, then drank it half down, mumbling "What's she going to tell me next, button up my shirt?"

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I shot him a glare, then shook my head, "No smoking around me, you can smoke in the bar, just don't expect the pleasure of my company." I chuckled as I looked at him a little spunk appearing in my morose demeaner. "So what about the barn, do I get it too or not?"

 

[BLACK BART]

I throw my hands up in despair "It's all yours honey, all I want is this corner table, a chair and a bottle, when and if I come here"
I lift myself unsteadily, taking my near finished bottle with me, staggering toward the rear exit.
I light my cigar, again, leaving a trail of blue smoke across the room and gathering myself, walk out the door.
Seeing the restaurant lights still on I realize my hunger and head for it, intent on eating.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I chuckle for a moment then pause, "Wait a minute? You're quitting, leaving?"
I watch as he staggared away seeming to pout a little, I hurried out. Then I went back and headed out te door and around the corner, "Wait a minute..." I bit my lip, "Where ya going? Don't we have food at the bar?" I had noticed him heading for the resteraunt, "It's on the house of course..."
I lift myself unsteadily, taking my near finished bottle with me, staggering toward the rear exit.
I light my cigar, again, leaving a trail of blue smoke across the room and gathering myself, walk out the door.
Seeing the restaurant lights still on I realize my hunger and head for it, intent on eating.

 

[BLACK BART]

The cool desert air had sobered me, and hearing her voice I spun on my heel, suddenly coming face to face, as she said "It's on the house"
"On the house" I growled "I own the damn house, or used to, ahh shit!" I leaned against a motorbike parked outside the restaurant and looked at Sam, and asked her.
"You ever wanted to hop on one of these and just take off? Go chasing the sunsets, stopping where ever the road leads you?"
She looked at me like I was crazy....first I kidnap her, then rape her, then drag her to a brothel and force her to watch me ....and now this crazy statement! I began to laugh, seeing the humour of it all, then looked at her as she crossed her arms, her face showing a determination I had never seen before as I spoke......
"What do you know about running a brothel, or a bar? I asked "And what happens the first time a man goes blind drunk berserk on you, are you going to throw him out?"
I look at her thru bleary eyes, my head beginning to pound "I give you a month and you'll be out of business, not because you didn't try, but because you didn't know"
I closed my mouth and crossing my arms stared back at her, meeting her stare, waiting for her to speak....

[Edited by BLACK BART on 05-22-2001 at 07:41 PM]

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I shook my head, "I know... but I was just tryin to get you back..." I looked down as his gaze went to mine, "I did, yeah, that's why I came to New York? You kinda wrecked that one... " I shrugged, "I loved the idea of being free, spontaneous crazy." I looked up in his eyes the immediately down not being able to hold his gaze.

I watched as you began laughing and crossed my arms as he started going on about how I'd never be able to handle it, I begin to respond but realize I don't know but my anger grew and I just began to spout off, "Hey I didn't ask for this! I don't care, I just want to get out of here, I don't want to be around this fucking place! This was YOUR idea so I don't know what you're complaining about. It's not like I asked for your damn brothel." I didn't even flinch as I heard myself using fowl language like him, I never cussed.

 

[BLACK BART]

I reply "Well, you've got the spirit, I'll give you that, and I agree you didn't ask for this, but I can't undo what's done, you know?"
My head is pounding, my throat is dry, one huge hangover is starting, but I push on, and start proposing what had been just ideas in the bar.
"I can't change the past, or undo what I've done to you, but I can help you change your future, give you choices"
The time in the bar drinking had made me realize I needed a partner, in business, if not in other areas. I tried to share this with you, as you stood there, your eyes burning into mine.
"I need a partner, you need a mentor, I can help you get the bar and brothel on it's feet, we'll share the profits.
"I'll run the bar, you can run the brothel, between the two of us, we can make a tidy nest egg."
You are still staring at me, I can't tell if the words are sinking in, and give you my alternative. "If this doesn't suit you, I can hop on this bike, and you can sell the place, the people in the restaurant will pay you a handsome price."
My hangover is at full blast, beating drums echoing inside my head, my eyes are burning. "I'm going to get a drink, you think it over and when you're ready, tell me your decision" I turn and head back for the bar, intent on a bottle to cure me.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I shake my head, "No you can't undo it... ever...." I look down noting the glaze over his eyes and his continuous squinting.

Hangover.


"Why are you suddenly being all noble?" I ask as I look at him disbelieving... 'I need a partner, you need a mentor, I can help you get the bar and brothel on it's feet, we'll share the profits.' I stop for a second, he was doing it cuz he needed me... a partner... he'd destroyed his other partner... damn.

My mind raced all I could do was stare as he continued on, then giving my choice he sauntered off to let me think over my options.

He'd leave, I'd sell this blasted place and have enough money to go home and get an apartment, start over... or go to New York. Ah, I didn't even know where the hell I was. I bit my lip, I'd never be able to face anyone again... never have any friends, cuz I could never tell them...

at least here, everyone knows, I could see to it the girls were treated better, stricter rules... it would be better... much better. I wouldn't have to worry about being judged, people seeing the disgusting film of filth that covered me... they'd have it to... they wouldn't judge, they'd know how it is. I smiled a little, at least I could make a difference. And a large Nestegg wouldn't be so bad... I could handle working with him, working with him wouldn't be THAT bad... I could help. Besides... I was still kind of attracted to him... physically.

I paused, "between the two of us" had rung in my head, a joint nestegg... what was he implying, had it been intentional... would we have to spend life together... would that be so bad? I wasn't sure... I figured, I can handle that first day I could handle the rest. I'd have to be strong, I'd have to be confidant and straight forward. If he didn't cooperate as well... then I would leave. This could work... this just might work.

I turned into the building to tell him my decision and paused seeing him drowning himself in the bottle. A drunk. I'd have to do something about that... maybe.. just maybe I could clean him up a little... maybe I could change him into something I could like... at least a little.

 

[BLACK BART]

I wake up in a strange bed, the last thing I remember, sitting at a table and staring at the worm in the bottom of the bottle. Now my mouth tastes like I had eaten the worm and forgot to swallow....I throw the covers off and swing my feet to the floor, realizing from the light in the room it's well into the day. Stumbling to the bathroom I take a quick shower and pull my jeans back on, not being able to find my shirt....
As I open the bedroom door I find I am in the hall that leads to the bar...."Good, I need an eye opener" I mumble, shuffling down the hallway. As I draw closer I see an unaccostemed brightness, coming from every window and door in the place, the curtains and blinds all missing.
"Who the hell took all the blinds down?" I growl "And what is that smell?"
A voice answers from behind me, and I turn unaware that I had an audience....
"I did, and the smell is called soap, get used to it!" the figure says, pulling a hankerchief from it's face revealing Sam's nose covered in dust.
"You?" I ask "You did all this, I must have been out longer than I thought" as I gaze at the windows, the floor and the bar, all shining with a gleam I hadn't seen in ten years..........