The young man was the first to jump the wall. Tina stood on the ground, waiting for him, watching him scan the amusement park for signs of life. She put her hands into the pockets of the purple, fur-hooded jacket that she wore and looked over the carnival boy's shadowed figure crouched on the wall. A heat stirred inside of her. It had been weeks since she had last been with a man; naked, entwined, and filled with cock. Tina wondered how good it would feel thrusting inside her.
The man turned to her and offered her a hand in silence. Returning from her fantasies the girl took it. Gripping her at the wrist, the lad pulled her up the wall. After steadying her on two feet of brick and mortar he turned around again and descended, with a small hop, off of the wall and into the park.
He caught himself on bent knees, muffling the sound of his landing, and stood up again. He peered into the depths of the park a second time, checking their status. It was dark and motionless at this time of night. The silhouettes of the rides looked like the skeletal remains of slain dragons in the full-moon's light. Once mighty and loud beasts of hydraulics and electricity these mechanical dragons were now motionless and silent, nothing more than collections of scrap metal and tubing.
Satisfied with his scouting and certain they were alone, the man turned back to the girl on the wall. He looked at her face. It was shadowed in the darkness, but her red hair almost glowed, like molten iron, in the luminescence, and her green eyes shone, very much like a beast's.
Motioning to her that it was clear, he held his arms aloft to Tina. Taking Todd's hand again, she hopped off the wall. When she hit the ground she stumbled and fell against him, pressing a hand into his chest. Beneath his shirt Tina could feel his build, rippling and solid. Up this close against him she could smell him: sweet and spicy.
Overwhelmed she flushed, and felt a dampness begin to well.
She had only met him earlier that day, but this carnival boy filled her with a lust she had never known before. She did not know what it was about him that got her so aroused. The shape of his jaw, perhaps? The wave in his hair? Or was it his eyes?
Those deep violet eyes were the first thing she noticed about him and probably the last thing she would forget.
***
Tina stared at Todd's eyes while she waited in queue for the Fun House with her friend Marley.
Todd sat lazily in a chair by the entrance. Presumably this was his station in the amusement park - someone to close off the doors if a child decided to break one of the mirrors.
The lad observed the crowd of patrons lined up, waiting for their turn to get in. At first he wasn't paying any special attention to any one of the patrons in particular; he had seen so many people while attending to this post that they were all just faceless customers to him now. But he noticed Tina staring at him with a look on her face that suggested she might not just be another face in the crowd.
When Marley and Tina had gotten to the front of the queue the young man approached them and greeted them before they could advance.
'Hey,' he said, 'I'm Todd.' He leaned against the entrance of the attraction, propped up on one arm.
'Tina,' said the girl, and gesturing to Marley, she continued, 'This is Marley, my bestie.'
