"I don't recall how it started really"... the fired haired woman said, staring off into the dense smoked filled room of a darkened bar. a young lady sat in close attention, her hair pulled in tight pig tails despite her mature age, she sipped lightly at her drink, clasping it loosely, one would swear it was close to falling. "I'm listening.." the young lady said, as if the narrator she was afixed to sensed that she wasn't paying attention. The red haired woman sat up, adjusting her sunglasses, the dim light reflected off of them for a moment, a hint of annoyance crept over her painted lips as they curled slightly "you asked to hear my story, you could at least show a little respect.." the girl twisted nervously in her seat, the cushion squeaked loudly in a duet with the rattling ice of her half empty glass "I'm sorry Ms. Phare, please continue..I mean..umm Lily" she quickly corrected herself, as if the very sin of the world was uttering this person's last name. lily reclined in the velvety booth of the dank bar, her legs crossed slightly, one over the other, the silky smooth skin gleamed, she wore black shorts that greatly deserved their name, the hugged just below her hips and slanted just into her vee. "do you know what a faustian deal is?..." she asked the young lady as she uncrossed her legs and moved slowly towards her, a half grin frozen into her crimson lips.
The girl laid her head against the back of the booth's seat, her breasts sticking out from her body and danced under the thin fabric of her almost paper thin white tank top. "not realy no.." she replied, taking a sip from her glass and watching lily move closer to her with all the grace of a tiger on the prowl. Lily looked at her almost sarcastically and lowered her voice to almost a whisper " well what would you know anyway..you're a whore" she settled next to the girl and inhaled deeply, the faint scent of jasmin and peaches tickled her nose as she ran her hand up her leg, stopping just beneath her skirt. "what "is" your name anyway?" lily asked in an unconcerned tone "well my name is ging.." just then lily pushed her fingers to the girls lips "please child..your real name" she said in a slightly agitated voice, the girl shivered slightly as lily removed her long well manicured fingers from her lips. "it's jenna" she replied, almost lowering her head and locking her eyes on her heaving cleavage. Lily smiled, and started curling her finger around one of jenna's pigtails "well jenna.. a faustian deal is when a person sells their soul for worldy gain." jenna stared blankly, rotating her head slightly as if she were making sure no one else heard "is that what you were so itching to tell me?" she asked sarcastically. lily slid her hand up further making her way underneath jenna's pink mini skirt and halting just at the feel of the silken panties underneath, she looked into the girl's eyes deeply, jenna only seeing herself reflected in the mirrored shades, lily spoke "well jenna.I just wanted to tell you a pleasant story before I inflicted the most hellish pain you will ever feel..."
((I hope I started well, this is my first story, I posted it when a friend of mine told me about this site, any feedback would be appreciated, and any characters you'd like to add or story twist suggestions will be appreciated, thank you ))
The girl laid her head against the back of the booth's seat, her breasts sticking out from her body and danced under the thin fabric of her almost paper thin white tank top. "not realy no.." she replied, taking a sip from her glass and watching lily move closer to her with all the grace of a tiger on the prowl. Lily looked at her almost sarcastically and lowered her voice to almost a whisper " well what would you know anyway..you're a whore" she settled next to the girl and inhaled deeply, the faint scent of jasmin and peaches tickled her nose as she ran her hand up her leg, stopping just beneath her skirt. "what "is" your name anyway?" lily asked in an unconcerned tone "well my name is ging.." just then lily pushed her fingers to the girls lips "please child..your real name" she said in a slightly agitated voice, the girl shivered slightly as lily removed her long well manicured fingers from her lips. "it's jenna" she replied, almost lowering her head and locking her eyes on her heaving cleavage. Lily smiled, and started curling her finger around one of jenna's pigtails "well jenna.. a faustian deal is when a person sells their soul for worldy gain." jenna stared blankly, rotating her head slightly as if she were making sure no one else heard "is that what you were so itching to tell me?" she asked sarcastically. lily slid her hand up further making her way underneath jenna's pink mini skirt and halting just at the feel of the silken panties underneath, she looked into the girl's eyes deeply, jenna only seeing herself reflected in the mirrored shades, lily spoke "well jenna.I just wanted to tell you a pleasant story before I inflicted the most hellish pain you will ever feel..."
((I hope I started well, this is my first story, I posted it when a friend of mine told me about this site, any feedback would be appreciated, and any characters you'd like to add or story twist suggestions will be appreciated, thank you ))
