Page 24 of The Fed Sex Man

“Dark hair?”

I nodded. “Yep.”

“Thin, but curvy?”

“Yep.”

“Big fat dick sucking lips?” he asked.

“Yep.”

“Thin face with high cheeks that are accentuated with just the right amount of blush?”

“That’s her.”

“She doesn’t wear those black cat-eyed glasses, does she?”

I grinned. “She sure does.”

“Show me a picture of her.” He pushed his hands into the pockets of his shorts. “Pic, or it didn’t happen.”

“I didn’t take a fucking picture of her.”

“Why not?”

“I didn’t have an opportunity. That’s fucking creepy, anyway.”

He burst into laughter. “You’re a creepy fucker. Creepy fuckers do creepy shit.”

“I’m not creepy.”

“You’re creepy as fuck,” he argued. “You’re going to mess with this bitch until she gives up the pussy, and then you’re going to fuck her a few times and move on to someone else. In your weird way of thinking, you’ll have banged Garber, who you were infatuated with.

“Garber was every Plano Senior High graduate’s dream.” I spat. “I’m not creepy.”

“You’re creepy, and that’s creepy.”

“I asked her out because she’s attractive. That, and, she’s interesting.”

“Interesting, huh?” He laughed. “That came into play in your decision making? You’re moving on to the ‘interesting chicks’ now?”

“I’m not ‘moving on’ to anything. It just so happens that she’s interesting.”

“Interesting how? Does she dress really fashionable?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. She looks nice.”

“You said she’s interesting. Does she use big words? Carry a cat in her purse? Have a tattoo behind her ear of one of those infinity symbols or a flock of birds flying out of her armpit?”

“She owns a bookstore. She sells books like Fifty Shades of Grey, and stuff like that.”

“No shit?” His gaze lowered. After staring blankly at the sidewalk for a moment, he looked up. “Maybe she’s into being tied up and having shit poked up her butt.”

“Might be.”

“Jesus H. Christ. If she looks like Garber and likes having shit poked in her poop shoot or being slapped with a wooden paddle, she’d be a keeper. Possibilities are endless with a chick like that. I always wanted to hit someone with my cock.” He made a swatting motion with his clenched fist. “If a chick like that let me slap her in the face with my cock, I’d be in fuckin’ heaven.”

“She swallowed my entire cock,” I said. “I was in heaven.”