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Kendrick's Monster
His Apical Sin
Chapter 1 Page 4
Kendrick's Monster
His Apical Sin
Chapter 1 Page 4
Something about the way she said the words 'big tip' made Kendrick's loins tingle magically. Her lips were full, and the dark paint rendered them morbid. How they glistened! Her wet, pink tongue wriggled enticingly within her foul mouth to shape her words.
He propped himself on his elbows to watch her push her breasts back into her skimpy top. From below, he admired her buttocks, when she stood to finish her effect, and put all her parts back into their proper place.
As she worked, she drawled, "Especially since I came all the way out here to do it in this… god-awful shit hole." Expertly, she gazed into a tiny compact and applied another coat of lipstick by dim moonlight, without skipping a syllable. "You're lucky I'm such a pro, honey. Lots of girls would have freaked out long before you even got them out here. What is it, baby, some kind of hardware fetish?" She smacked her lips together, and he trembled.
After she tucked the compact back into her little beaded purse, she cocked her hip and placed a fist there. She surveyed the property with a slow turn of her coiffed head.
Around her, festooned in rotted canvass tarps and tattered plastic sheeting, the hulks of rusted press-drills, lathes and band saws obscured the interior of a well-weathered and vandalized single-room office. Its window storefront had been shattered long ago. She could see through to a chaotic asphalt lot beyond, which added various shrouded lumps of ruined industrial equipment to the general clutter. A high chain-link fence topped with razor wire encircled the little compound. Across the far side, a distance of perhaps a hundred yards, she noticed a light burning in a single window of a squalid, squatting little building.
He propped himself on his elbows to watch her push her breasts back into her skimpy top. From below, he admired her buttocks, when she stood to finish her effect, and put all her parts back into their proper place.
As she worked, she drawled, "Especially since I came all the way out here to do it in this… god-awful shit hole." Expertly, she gazed into a tiny compact and applied another coat of lipstick by dim moonlight, without skipping a syllable. "You're lucky I'm such a pro, honey. Lots of girls would have freaked out long before you even got them out here. What is it, baby, some kind of hardware fetish?" She smacked her lips together, and he trembled.
After she tucked the compact back into her little beaded purse, she cocked her hip and placed a fist there. She surveyed the property with a slow turn of her coiffed head.
Around her, festooned in rotted canvass tarps and tattered plastic sheeting, the hulks of rusted press-drills, lathes and band saws obscured the interior of a well-weathered and vandalized single-room office. Its window storefront had been shattered long ago. She could see through to a chaotic asphalt lot beyond, which added various shrouded lumps of ruined industrial equipment to the general clutter. A high chain-link fence topped with razor wire encircled the little compound. Across the far side, a distance of perhaps a hundred yards, she noticed a light burning in a single window of a squalid, squatting little building.
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