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The Horror And The Loving Lust Collide More Than Once

Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: kornslayer1, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

before she sat on the other side. "How many different ways can I say, 'Crash and burn'?" she pondered. "I can't say I give a shit, lady," I replied, looking forward. "'He shoots, he doesn't score', 'Access denied', or maybe just a simple, 'Better luck next time' will do here," she spoke, glancing at me. I looked at her. She was about five foot six, skinny and had decent sized tits for her average body as she wore a strapless short blue dress. "So, three then, who the hell are you?" "Just the woman that has been watching you getting shot down. Oh, there is another one," she mentioned, smiling. I just gave her a dirty look with my top teeth showing and eyebrows going down. "Well, I'm glad I could give you entertainment, goodbye now," I said before I got up. "I'll at least let you buy me a drink, I'm empty here, big and strong brunette man," she told me, holding a glass full of ice and giving me a devilish look. I leaned my head back for a moment and brought it back up. "Another for the lady," I told the waitress. We just looked each other for a moment, as no words were spoken. I couldn't help, but to look down at her hand. "Well, no wedding ring. Oh, fuck it, I'm not having luck with anyone else," I thought, before I sat back down. "So, how long has it been since you last got laid?" "You say that as if I'm in a slump, hussy," I answered, displaying a displeased look. "So, at least a year?" she asked, as her drink arrived. She took a sip as I glared at her. "What, I'm just ... making conversation." "Enjoy the drink, lady," I said, before I got up. "Hey!" she screeched. "I didn't say you could leave, I was talking to you. So, sit your ass down," she demanded, hitting the cushion. Then I looked back at her and my pants became tight again. To add to that mix, I looked down and saw her big crack in her chest. I felt my blood boil and sweat flow down my forehead. I sat back down and she inched closer to me, while drinking through her straw. "I like you, I sense that you are a confident idiot." "Thank you, I guess." "So, how long has it been?" she asked before she slurped on her straw again. My head turned slightly to the left. "Three years," I exhaled. She spit out her drink. "What, three years? Damn, I'd just turn in my manhood if I were you." I hit the arm. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "I can be a witch, but a roaring lover too." "Good for you," I told her, before I got up. "Wait," she said, as I walked away. I marched right outside and shoved people out of my way in the process. "Hey, what the hell?" a man asked. I didn't look back and zipped right to my car in the cool summer breeze. I got into my somewhat small blue car and slammed the door. "Wow, cunt, you sure do know how to knock a guy down," I said, before I turned the ignition on. Then I heard a tap on my window. I turned my head to see the woman standing there, sporting that same devilish look. "Are you shitting me?" I reluctantly put the window down and her head came right in. She put her ...