1. The Chain: Link 5a


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    that too often,” Sam muttered. Chloe spat her gum out, producing a new stick immediately, which she popped into her mouth before saying, “What’s the matter? Getting nervous, lovergirl?” “Fuck’s sake,” Sam said. Unperturbed, Chloe said, “Might as well take the bus, eh?” “Why? Where are we going? Anyway, I don’t have my card with me. Or money for that matter.” Sam was cursing himself. He should have thought of that. No money, no mobile, no nothing. “Check yer pockets, yeah?” Sam stuck his hands in the pockets of the leather jacket, amazed to find a bus card and some cash. Had Melinda forgotten it? “See,” Chloe said. “Magic!” Sam wasn’t going to ask. The bus card was a pay-as-you-go job, so it didn’t have a photo on it. That would have been interesting. But the question was still unanswered. “Where are we going?” “For a ride,” Chloe said. The bus stop wasn’t far up ahead now, and Sam could see some people waiting. A group of three young women, more or less his own age. They were talking loudly in excited, high-pitched voices. A few steps further, and Sam realised he knew who they were. Shit! He’d even had a quick fumble with one of them. They must recognize him. “Don’t be stupid,” Chloe told him. “Haven’t you got it yet? No-one’s gonna recognize you.” But Sam couldn’t shake the feeling, slowing as he approached. He felt suddenly very conspicuous, not least when he spotted a man standing back a bit in the shadows, who averted his eyes when Sam looked at him. “He was totally ...
    checking you out,” Chloe told him gleefully. “Mind you, I don’t blame him. You are totally hot. If I was into girls I’d jump you in no time.” ‘Just shut up!’ Sam wanted to say, but in the nick of time he remembered that the other people couldn’t see or hear Chloe. They’d think he was a right headcase if he spoke to her now. He took up position near the stop, turning his back on the assembled crowd. Fortunately the bus arrived in less than a minute. He got on, Chloe close behind, about to move over for her when she said, “What if someone gets on and sits on my lap? Don’t fancy that.” Sam didn’t want anyone sitting next to him and remained next to the aisle. Chloe’s jaws worked her gum as Sam sat in silence, not knowing where to look. He was finding it hard to believe that he’d ever wanted to go out in public like this, far less in a woman’s body. He just liked dressing up, that’s all. Where was all this coming from? “Just coz you haven’t known about it, don’t mean it ain’t there, doll,” Chloe informed him, as if that explained anything. “You people all think you’re more normal than you are.” Who were you people? Sam wondered. He shifted a little, feeling the nylon stretch across his thighs. A smidgen of the old excitement at the sensation made itself felt. Shit. Not here, not now. Just get whatever it was Chloe had in mind over and done with and go home. He saw Chloe smile and wondered what was so fucking funny. The bus pulled in at one stop, two stops, a third stop. People got on. ...
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