All characters in this story are over 18
Jason was walking through the alleyway, trying to avoid being seen by the bullies he knew were looking for him. They came for him at the same time every day, and he learned to take different routes home. They seemed to be catching on though, as they would always find him eventually. The goal was just to go as long as he could without a beating.
He was almost out of the alley, and to a street he knew was safe, when he heard the all too familiar sounds of mike's bike chain around the corner. Jason only had a spilt second to make a move, and quickly hoisted himself into the dumpster next to him. Right away it smelled awful, and he had to pinch his nose shut just to keep from vomiting. He knew he was going to be filthy, but that was better than bloody.
Staying crouched down among all the garbage, Jason could hear the bikes coming up the alley. All he could do was pray that they wouldn't find him. He could deal with being filthy, but he didn't want to be filthy and get his ass kicked. He could hear mike and the other's voices laughing and shouting as they got closer. As they rode by, Jason held his breath and closed his eyes, and a moment later he was relieved to hear them continuing down the alley.
When he couldn't hear them anymore, Jason poked his head out, making sure the coast was clear. They were indeed gone, and Jason went about trying to brush the trash off himself. Unfortunately a lot of the trash had been wet, and there was no way to get it off without a shower. Jason sighed deeply, hating that he had to deal with this every day, and was about to jump out of the dumpster, when something caught his eye. He looked down, and sitting amongst the trash was a shiny golden something.
Jason reached down, ignoring the wet trash as he was already covered. He pulled the golden something out, and was shocked to see a little golden lamp, like you would see in a genie movie. It was dirty, and dented in many places, but it still looked cool, and Jason decided to take it home. He put it in his jacket pocket, and hopped down out of the dumpster. As he was walking home, it felt like the lamp was burning in his pocket, but when he reached his hand in it felt cool.
Thankfully Jason's parents weren't home when he arrived, so he was able to hurry upstairs without an annoying interrogation. As soon as he got to his room he striped off all his filthy clothes, and threw them in a pile. Before going into the bathroom to shower, Jason picked up the little lamp to admire it. It had a powerful look to it that Jason just couldn't explain. Something about it was making him feel funny, or perhaps it was just the smell of his clothes. It felt cool and warm at the same time, and Jason unconsciously started rubbing the side. He rubbed it for a few seconds, enjoying the hot and cold feel of the thing, before throwing it onto his bed and heading into the bathroom.
Jason took a nice long shower, making sure to get all the garbage filth off himself. As he stepped out of the shower he heard something fall in his room, and guessed the cat had knocked something over. He began drying off, and then as he was combing his hair, he heard a definite crash from his room. Without even taking the time to dress, he turned around and opened the door, wondering what the hell the cat was doing.
Jason opened the door to yell at the cat, and nearly screamed when he saw a stranger sitting on his bed. He quickly shut the door, wondering what the hell was going on. He hadn't brought any fresh clothes into the bathroom, so he had to wrap a towel around his waist. He was trying to figure out who in the world was the woman on his bed, when his mind began to slowly register what it had seen. It had not just been a woman sitting on his bed, it had been a very attractive woman, and she didn't appear to be wearing much either.
Jason opened the door slowly this time, half expecting the woman to be gone. He opened the door, and there she was, sitting on his bed with her legs folded, smiling up at him.
"Hi there," the pretty blonde said in a high voice, "you must be Jason."
"Um, ya, that's right," Jason said awkwardly, looking around the room for anymore strangers, "what are you doing in my room?"
"Well where else would I be silly?" the blonde laughed.
"Uh, who are you?" Jason asked, still looking around in confusion.
"I'm Elvira," she said merrily, "its really nice to meet you, its been way too long."
"Uh, I'm sorry, have we met before?" Jason asked, still utterly bewildered.
"Of course not silly," Elvira laughed again, "I think you would remember meeting me."
"Ya, I guess so," Jason agreed, knowing he would definitely have remembered meeting this woman. She was possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had long flowing blonde hair, and a prefect face. Her eyes were baby blue, and bigger than any eyes Jason had ever seen. Her little button nose made her eyes look even bigger, and her lips looked nice and soft. She was wearing a brown cloth bra that barely managed to cover her giant breasts, and no shirt. She had on what looked like a loincloth, and Jason could almost see up her skirt. "So, are you like one of my mom's friends or something?" he asked, already knowing that his mother had no friends like this.
"You're so funny Jason," Elvira laughed again. Jason couldn't help but stare down at her huge cans as they bounced around with her laugh.
"So then what are you doing here?" Jason asked.
"I'm here for you," Elvira said, looking confused herself now, "you brought me here."
"What are you talking about," Jason asked, taken aback, "I've never met you before." He was beginning to fear that some crazy homeless person had wandered into his house and room, but her attractiveness was keeping him from panicking.
