Sid
01-04-2006, 11:36 PM
Let's all sit and tell stories in defiance of Shane's holy war against us peaceful people. I'll start.
Nick’s gaze drifted to the bus window and he watched his breath fog up the glass. Another day was slowly passing as he traveled the usual route back from school. The sun set meant something to young Nicholas, it symbolized the end of his day, and the end of his otherwise pointless existence as he tried to fulfill his life with schedules and daily traditions. Nighttime was his. He didn’t have to relate any information back to anyone, he didn’t have to work on anyone else’s problems, all he needed was a cd player, a nice hot cup of tea, and some welcome relaxation.
His eyes were intense as he watched the sun drop down into the ocean and slowly burn away along with all his day's problems. If you were to trace a fingertip down beneath one of those piercing eyes and around its valley, all the way down to his mouth you would find two of the nicest set of lips that god had ever graced upon anyone. They were c’ock sucking lips. And these lips didn’t usually go without notice.
In fact, the poorly shaven, old sweaty man sitting beside young Nicholas definitely took notice. The twisted lines in his cheeks swelled up as he took in a breath before speaking.
“Hey, son…,” as he spoke, Nick’s eyes moved from the window to the old man’s face, “have you ever sucked on a banana before?”
It only took young Nicholas a second to reply. “Why in heaven’s sake would I want to do that?”
“Because it’s dinner time.”
And the old man unzipped his pants.
Nick’s gaze drifted to the bus window and he watched his breath fog up the glass. Another day was slowly passing as he traveled the usual route back from school. The sun set meant something to young Nicholas, it symbolized the end of his day, and the end of his otherwise pointless existence as he tried to fulfill his life with schedules and daily traditions. Nighttime was his. He didn’t have to relate any information back to anyone, he didn’t have to work on anyone else’s problems, all he needed was a cd player, a nice hot cup of tea, and some welcome relaxation.
His eyes were intense as he watched the sun drop down into the ocean and slowly burn away along with all his day's problems. If you were to trace a fingertip down beneath one of those piercing eyes and around its valley, all the way down to his mouth you would find two of the nicest set of lips that god had ever graced upon anyone. They were c’ock sucking lips. And these lips didn’t usually go without notice.
In fact, the poorly shaven, old sweaty man sitting beside young Nicholas definitely took notice. The twisted lines in his cheeks swelled up as he took in a breath before speaking.
“Hey, son…,” as he spoke, Nick’s eyes moved from the window to the old man’s face, “have you ever sucked on a banana before?”
It only took young Nicholas a second to reply. “Why in heaven’s sake would I want to do that?”
“Because it’s dinner time.”
And the old man unzipped his pants.