Simon was happy in his new one bedroom apartment, not far from the chaos and craziness of the LA club life.
He was listening to techno.Dancing around the room by himself in his skintight slut jeans, and tank top. His toes and the arches of his bare feet feeling every nuance of the floor, like a prime Ballerina's.
He felt like a slut. A horny twink. Now twenty five and never having been fucked though.
He just couldn't express himself. He tried to sometimes by adding a new toe ring or wearing new bangles, but something was misssing. Now that he drank occasionally it wasn't enough to let out his inhibitions though. Sometimes he felt like his head would explode.
"Bang! Bang! Bang," the fists now slammed at his door.
"Let us the fuck in! " screamed Karen with her new female friend Brenda.
Deathly beautiful, sluttish Karen ambled in wearing a black leather halter top, black leather mini and "Fuck me" thigh high black velvet slut boots.
"Come on Babe,let's sit down, " she said to her friend, who wore agonizingly tight faded super low rise jeans, spike heels and a pink blouse. Her long blonde hair, framing her angelic face with slightly runny mascara eyes and thick "I want to suck your cock" lips.
They sat next to each other on the sofa seemingly ignoring the still standing Simon. Karen pulled a bottle of red wine from her handbag.
"Let's do some coke, " uttered a jubilant Karen, lighting up a cigarette.
"No smoking in here! " said Simon somewhat petrified.
"Fuck You Simon! Get us some glasses ass hole! " scolded Karen.
