untitled as yet21:54 Apr 18 2007
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I was woken by what sounded like some one ram raiding through my front door accompanied by a pathetic high pitched "yap", stumbling to the dootr i managed to quieten the "yap" by getting the source in a strngle hold long enough to hear " Ilreath open the door its me dannyl " .
Yanking open the door i see him silhoeted in the door frame leaning casually to the right blocking the weak light from the moon " when i told you to get a dog , I meant for protection.... not this.... well this thing!!!! "
while he speaks his gaze flicks over my puppy with blatant disregard, i cuddle my puppy closer fondly caressing the soft fur between his ears before releasing him gently to the ground.
" what do you want dannyl?" he runs a finger over the table top wrinkling his nose in disgust. " i see you havent mastered the art of tidying up tut tut ilreath how very disapointing.. now get dressed and for god sake child drag a brush through that rats nest you call a hair style"
glancing in the miror i realise i dont exactly look my best dark shadows like purple thumb prints stand out under my eyes, skin so pale its almost transclucent and a shock of white hair jutting out in all angles punctuated by the deep purple streaks through my fringe and inthe length.. my only redeeming feature my amethyst colored eyes staring coldly back.
" never mind staring in the mirror girly get a move on make yourself look pretty we have work to do and for god sake chose a name for this damn ball of fluff you cant just call him puppy" i look across to see dannyl gently petting puppys ears he looks up guiltily ..
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I hurry from the shower to find dannyl in my room rummaging through my closet he hands me some scraps of fabric " put these on" I eye the clothes with distaste.. corset style top, pelmet style skirt and hooker boots typical mans taste of barely there couture
" i can pick my own clothes dannyl and the last time i checked i wasnt a street walker" i soften as i see the look on his face " but the tops pretty" .. he throws me some jeans and more boots " ok " he says thinking " the jeans , the boots, the top and maybe this" he holds up a victorian style jacket deliciously vintage and oh so delicate " where did you find that dannyl its so beautifull" i hastily pull on my jeans and hop over the bed eager to feel the jackets fine fabric under my fingers longing to trace the silk brocade.. " call this incentive girly you can have it, BUT" i cringle at the but " but, you have to behave girly your just the bait get them outside and leave the rest to me .... ok?" i gaze at him head cocked to one side.. " hmm ok now lace me into this damn corset n lets go "
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" you know girly i always do well teamedwith you, you scrub up real nice. My old man used to say the fish always fall for the brightest lure.. now i think about it thats prob the only bit of advice he gave me ever in my whole life .... holy crap girly you really pulled out the stops this time" his voice tails off as he takes in the view.
the close fitting jeans with the stilleto heeled boots, corset top in pale lavender sating accentuating the natural curves and the jacket clingly lightly to a toned body. i drag the brush through my hair one last time and spritz on a little perfume turning to the mirror i take in the freshly applied make up hiding the dark circles and playing up my pale alabaster skin, dark mascara applied to long lashes framing my amethyst eyes, pulling my hair into a neat pony tail that rests between my shoulder blades i pout into the tarnished looking glass " will i do ?" i hear a low whistle and a deep sigh " yeah girly you will do"
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" i spy with my little eye , which victim shall we try" i giggle at dannlys ryhme picking up on his high spirits.. he takes off his tinted glasses and scans the room, taking his distracted silence to really look at him i study him carefully pretending to survey the room.. he is too pretty for a man .. too delicate to be called handsome with his fine etched almost elfin features, high cheek bones slightly pointed jaw line4, aquamiarine eyes hidden beneath the floppy dark hair that he pushes back off his forhead from time to time and the plump rosebud lips that never manage to smile fully, i feel an elbow dig in my ribs. " time to go to work girly" searching out the face dannyl has picked in the crowd i wander through to the bar and order a jack and coke with no ice glancing to my left i see the "marked" man eyeing me up, i lock eyes with him and smile then lower my gaze shyly, i sense him walking over.. sucker they all for the shy little grly girl routine.
He makes polite chit chat and buys me drinks his name is billy and he is on business all the time im nodding and smiling aware dannyl is somewhere close by watching, waiting....
billys voice is in the distance, work , house, places he has been talking talking talking and all the time in nodding and smiling allowing him to rattle on while i watch the pulse in the hollow of his throat playing peek a boo under his tan skin and feel something inside me tighten , I place my hand on his arm silencing him and look deep into his eyes before whispering " do you want to get out ofhere?" billy looks suprised that he just got lucky and gulping down his drink follows me meeekly outside .. like a lamb to the slaughter.
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Once outside Billy tries his luck, I kiss him back hungrily may as well have a little fun while im here I nip his bottom lip with my sharp teeth small dropletts of blood rising to the surface like mercury . wiping his lip muttering what the hell lady Billy pushes me roughly into the wall and pins me I raise his hand to my lips and lick the blood away giggling reaching to kiss his bloody lips. Looking shocked Billy pushes me harder back into the wall , I feel winded as my back connnects with the cold brick " tut tut Billy boy you dont wanna play rough now do ya?" i twist the wrist of the hand i was holding upwards towards his body and out forcing him to sink to his knees in pain he cries out pittifully as i twist my fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck and expose his throat .
" No ilreath dont .. stop!!! he isnt for you let him go " dannyle form steps out of the shadows I growl at him warning him to stay back i feel a hand round my throat tightening and a low hiss in my ear " i said let him go ilreath" I drop billy tothe ground and sink closer to the wall as dannyl knocks the guy unconsious nd quickly binds his hands and feet " go home ilreath il deal with you later go home and get some sleep" not wanting to invoke dannyls wrath again i slink off down the alley way humming some tune from the bar .. a momentary lapse in my concentration allows me to feel sorry for poor billy who wasnt really such a bad guy just the wrong place at the wrong time i guess i dont know where dannyl is taking him or what his fate will be but you can be safe in the knowledge it wont be pleasant.
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COMMENTS
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littleimp
06:34 Jul 18 2009
this is very very good stuff.