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I’m standing near the Dj as we discuss musical equipment, organized religions and how low some people would go to attract attention or some sort of gesture in order to make them feel important and desired!

He’s a twenty four year old Italian who graduated from university and has a purpose in life which is more then I can say for myself! He’s also a big stocky burnout with a huge beard wearing a pink T-shirt stating ’Barbie is a slut’ and blue jeans that never carried a comb to style his bald, shiny shaved head! Having a good sense of humour and quite an extensive musical knowledge made it impossible for me not to like him.



People started gathering, bar tenders started working and frizzy hair started waving all round the place as the music was getting harder. I left him in order to continue my demise with some liquor ingestion.

Sitting in a classroom I am, surrounded by students banging their heads to the desk as the teacher digs a knife in his eye while laughing! Everyone seems to be happily cheering him on as one of the kids drills straight into the white-board which seemed to piss off another girl while copying her homework



A fight breaks out as this blond haired speed ingesting idiot pushed someone to a wall! In a matter of seconds everyone’s taking turns, mercilessly kicking this junkie as he clumped to the floor with a face that blew up red like a balloon. I didn’t take part so instead I just leaned over the wall beside me, Even though I had a bad run in with this guy a few months back after throwing a glass to my head!

The clubs ticked neck bouncer soon appeared and threw him out which spoiled the momentarily entertainment!

Everything turns back to normal and orgy’s ‘Blue Monday’ starts playing! The usual people start dancing as one of them tried to talk me into joining despite my efforts clearly showing her that I wasn’t in the mood.

Instead I took pleasure in watching them wiggle their ass off more then a pouting dog seeking for attention! Halfway into the song I found myself staring at a girl with a strange behind which reminded me of someone I dated that I totally embarrassed myself in front of when I couldn’t it get it up back in elementary school!

The owner of that behind was a fish faced flat-nosed girl with long black hair, feathered eyebrows and huge lips which would help her career while giving good blow jobs as sluting seemed to be the only thing she was good at!



An ex of mine came near me and after hours of listening to her speak of how bored she was we decided to go for a walk in this public park which happeneds to be the place where Arab shit heads manifest!

Soon after resting myself on a bricked small wall separating the grass from the road, she jumps on me. It seemed like a good way how to kill time so I replied not long before two Stinking Arabs came over trying to touch me. Naturally I told them to fuck off!

After that brief interruption, she asks me to switch skirts! Considering that fact that we were in a public place swarming with cops and perverted deprived men, it got to me that such action wouldn’t be the best thing I’ve ever done. But the fact that it’s also illegal made some sense at that time so before I know it, I’m just standing there wearing this bondage fishnet G-string that I’m trying to cover while waiting for her to undress her skirt! Hers was a long really thin skirt with slits coming up half way through my thighs which exposed most of my legs.

She resumes to kissing me while sitting on me warping her legs around me. One thing lead to another and before even noticing I found myself breaking another law! Her moaning lasted for a long thirty minuets while boredom was eating me away every second of it! All of a sudden the unexpected just blew out to make sure that my night gets even worse. She stops me and before giving me a second to say ‘what the fuck’, she bursts up in tears. She neither got the point nor the technique and started hassling me about her utter lack of experience, while apologising for totally boring the shit out of me! I didn’t know what to say but the fact that I had someone crying over my lap seemed repulsing enough as it is! Before getting herself back together, three more Arabs come over. This time the skirt I was wearing was all messed up, half wet exposing my legs along with my G-string up against my hips covered up with some chains hanging around my chest.

One of them approached me, asking to kiss me while pulling his tongue out of his drooling mouth….he was tall with very tanned skin which was old and leathery looking like a lizards, his nails dark and brittle like beetle wings and a face that only a mother could love! Seeing that I was half naked and in no position to open my mouth, I grabbed her and hurried away! After we changed skirts and talked for a bit. Seeing that she hangs out on this site, I’m going to have the decency not to mention her name avoiding her self pity and total humiliation.

While walking back home I wondered what the fuck is wrong with me and the people that are crazy enough to like me!

It’s light but for some reason I notice that I can’t recognise anything. I feel as numb as one would after a six month vacation to the country hospital. I try moving my left hand but for some reason my brain doesn’t allow me to do so, It’s like I’m giving in an invalid code that can’t be operated due to the fact that it can’t be found in the owners memory. Some echoing caught my attention even though it’s fading out by some muttering which seems to be even closer to me. My legs are still numb and impotent but I can feel my chest and my arms tickled while feeling some what constricted.

A hand touches me softly as a voice whispers something in my ear. I couldn’t make it all up but it had something to do with me being there. From her tone of voice I could tell that she was concerned. My eyes fluttered open finding myself on a toilet seat which explains the sudden stench I inhaled. It was a small room with a bright light that sometimes flickered, a huge blurred mirror and to my side a white piece of zinc that looked like a combination of hand washing apparatus, drinking fountain & wet toilet paper that was used to clean up some sort of vomit.

As the seat was so warm I assumed that I’ve been there for quite some time which seemed like a good reason to get up! As soon as I started struggling to get up this cute German girl grabs my hand in an attempt to help me. Feeling nackered I gazed at the mirror for a moment or two realising that my baggy eyes were red and looked like a cross between a painful throw up and a sugar coated banana! All of a sudden a guitar rhythm starts playing and I notice that the Dj is spinning a new song.

Without saying a word to her, I arrange my clothes and try to go out. She clung to my shoulder while sprinkling her hand with water to wet my face which made me push her back. I told her that it would smudge my make cup and before giving her a chance to come up with an answer, I stormed off making my way to my usual place in this night club.

Everyone was staring as usual and some guy came over treating me to a drink. I accepted.

While waiting for my vodka lime I stared at some people who practise gothic deception while trying to dance to a Type O Negative song which was giving me a headache! I wondered around before opening a cracked glass door that led to a closed balcony which happens to be the smoking area.

This guy follows me and hands over the drink. After someone buys you a drink, it’s just common courtesy to offer them a cigarette and pretend to be listening to them speak! After lighting up he started ranting about how many pills he ingested and how cool he’s feeling, followed by a very detailed drug analysis.

Hearing a song which he liked, he decided to go and headbang which saved me from saying anything even though my facial expression probably gave it away.

Before reflecting on my actions, Ms Germany comes along. She gazes at me while running her fingers through my hair expecting a ‘’thank you’’ or something more. After getting neither of them she gives me a brief introduction of herself while sticking her hands in various unwanted places. I gave her the rest of my vodka as it looked like one of the only means of escape as I didn’t want to get into something which I may regret a few hours later.

I hurried back inside and it looked like everyone stopped jumping and took a few moments to regroup. Not long after settling myself on a stool this ecstasy hyper dude comes along offering me some powder. I decided to tag along and soon found myself back in the women’s toilet looking at this guy concentrating on his fabulous lines.

He puts a roll up in his right nostril so far I thought it’s going to make his eyes pop out!

I waited patiently listening to his sniffing effects. After, he hands over the same slug infested rolled up bill and I turn it over for obvious reasons…I feel a rush on my face all over my left side. He walks out and as I’m half way through the door, the annoying but cute one shoves me back in, still attached to this glass of vodka in her right hand. Without saying anything she leans towards me and starts doing various subtle sadistic cruelties she thought about doing the whole night! I grab a handful of her hair pulling it sideways and start licking her neck not long before she’s wrestle ling down my skirt.

I tried stopping because I didn’t wanna go any further. Part of it was because I didn’t feel like it even though the powder may sought otherwise, and part was because the room was even dirtier then it was before and proceeding would just be an act of filth. She put my hand down her short skirt long enough to notice that this girl never discovered the purpose of a blade which filled me up with disgust and some other unpleasant reasons not to continue, So I pulled my skirt up and left while she mustered something that ended with ‘’what the fuck’s your problem, you jerk’’

After returning home, I set on my bed wondering if she had anymore features or nasty little things I don’t wanna know about!

She was the last thing that sprang to mind before putting myself at rest which probably explains why she came back in my dreams and sought revenge upon my sweet little innocent self!