Maria knocked on the screen door of Michael's trailor and looked around at
her surroundings. A old rusty table and two chairs decorated their front
lawn, if you could call it a front lawn, a couple of dead flower vases stood
on each side of the stoop she was standing on.
She hoped Michael would be home so she could talk to him about their
relationship, it was a couple of days after the Rave when he told her she was
getting to intense. She had been replaying that whole conversation in her mind
since that night and had to get some things off her chest, like how she
needed him and wanted him more than she ever wanted anyone or anything in her
life, who cares if he was an Alien and he wasn't from around here. She loved
him and wanted him and only him, even if that made her sound desperate and
pathetic she had to let him know how she felt.
Hank answered the door and let out a loud belch, and the stench of Beer that
came out of him was so overwhelming it hit her and almost made her gag but
she held it in so she wouldn't offend him, if that was even possible.
"Is Michael Home?" she asked curiously.
"Nah haven't seen him all day" he said as he looked her over thinking to
himself Mikey had good taste, very good taste.
"Well do you mind if I come in and wait for him?" she asked thinking to
herself...Why don't i just go look for him at Max's or the Crashdown i'd
probably have a better chance of finding him there. But maybe He'd come home
to get something, hopefully he would, she didn't want to go find him at one
of those other places because she new there would be a crowd either Max or
Isabel at their house or either one or all of them at the Crashdown and she
didn't want an audience watching her make a fool out of herself admitting to
Michael what she had to say.
"Sure come on in, you can wait in Michael's room its at the end of the hall
on the right." he stated looking kind of annoyed that she was even there at
all, like she was interupting some big Beer competition.
Maria walked in and looked around the Trailor. Seeing a couple empty cartons
of Chinese food and some empty pizza box's and about two dozen beer cans. She
wondered if he had just drank them today.
'God its only 4pm and he's bombed
already what away to live your life' she thought to herself. She kind of felt bad for Hank he must have something seriously wrong with him or he's lacking something to just
drown himself in Booze 24-7.
She walked threw Michaels room and looked around a couple books here and
there, some cds, clothes discarded on the floor it looked like a regular room.
Maria looked at some of the pictures of the constelations he had laying around,
she studied them for a moment then sat down on his unmade bed and smiled to
herself as she thought of Michael laying here, god how sexy he must look
under these sheets, she said to herself not knowing how that thought got in
her mind. Just then she heard a noise and looked at the door hoping it was
Michael but it wasn't, it was Hank.
Hank just stood there and looked at her for a moment and had the oddest
smile on his face.
"Hey Honey" he said, looking at her and winking and then smiling.
"Umm...Hi is something wrong? Do you want me to leave?" she asked looking at
him wondering why he just called her Honey and why he just winked at her. Oh
Lord, he's probably to drunk to know if he's coming or going she thought.
"No don't leave it'd break my heart" he replied, letting out a little laugh.
Now she knew he was gone so very far gone, "Do you think Michael will be home
soon?" she asked uncomfortably, Hank was staring at her intensely, any longer
and he'd burn a hole threw her skin.
"Don't Know" he said, shutting the door as he stepped forward inside the room.
Maria didn't like this situation at all, she stood up and moved towards the
door but Hank was blocking her way.
"Excuse Me" she said "I think i'll go check Max's house, he's probably over
there sorry for any inconvenience." she hoped what she said would move him
from in front of the door so she could just leave, this was crazy why was
she here anyway. Michael hardly ever hangs out here he don't even sleep here
most of the time. She hoped that he would just come threw that door..She was
getting a bad feeling about all this.
"Oh its okay Babe no need to leave so soon" he said as he stumbled towards
her licking his lips as he looked her up and down. 'Boy she was a little thing
but she still looked good, that little skirt she is wearing is driving me
nuts! She looked 10 times better than the old hags around this dump' he
thought to himself as a smile escaped his lips.
He started coming closer directing her towards the
bed, She didn't know what he was doing but as she was backing up she tripped
and fell backwards onto the bed. What the Hell is going on here? she thought
to herself furiously but more than that she was Scared who knew what a very
drunk man would do and why would he do it to her. She tried to sit up but he
quickly sat down and pushed her shoulders down on the bed not allowing her to
adjust after she fell down onto the unmade bed.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Get your friggen hands off me now
damnit!" she stated trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but it was no use this
man was way to strong his beer belly was so big it probably out weighed her
altogether.
"Just calm down Sweetie, it will only take a couple of minutes." Did she hear
him right? she thought, threw all that drunk slurring she thought she heard
him say 'it will take a couple of minutes' what did that mean she thought
confused and then it hit her 'Oh god' she said in her mind.
Just then he took both her wrists and clasped them behind her back and with
his one free hand he started to move down her shirt coming close to her
breasts. Damn she sure felt good I wonder if she tastes good. With that last
thought going threw Hanks mind he started kissing and sucking on her neck.
her surroundings. A old rusty table and two chairs decorated their front
lawn, if you could call it a front lawn, a couple of dead flower vases stood
on each side of the stoop she was standing on.
She hoped Michael would be home so she could talk to him about their
relationship, it was a couple of days after the Rave when he told her she was
getting to intense. She had been replaying that whole conversation in her mind
since that night and had to get some things off her chest, like how she
needed him and wanted him more than she ever wanted anyone or anything in her
life, who cares if he was an Alien and he wasn't from around here. She loved
him and wanted him and only him, even if that made her sound desperate and
pathetic she had to let him know how she felt.
Hank answered the door and let out a loud belch, and the stench of Beer that
came out of him was so overwhelming it hit her and almost made her gag but
she held it in so she wouldn't offend him, if that was even possible.
"Is Michael Home?" she asked curiously.
"Nah haven't seen him all day" he said as he looked her over thinking to
himself Mikey had good taste, very good taste.
"Well do you mind if I come in and wait for him?" she asked thinking to
herself...Why don't i just go look for him at Max's or the Crashdown i'd
probably have a better chance of finding him there. But maybe He'd come home
to get something, hopefully he would, she didn't want to go find him at one
of those other places because she new there would be a crowd either Max or
Isabel at their house or either one or all of them at the Crashdown and she
didn't want an audience watching her make a fool out of herself admitting to
Michael what she had to say.
"Sure come on in, you can wait in Michael's room its at the end of the hall
on the right." he stated looking kind of annoyed that she was even there at
all, like she was interupting some big Beer competition.
Maria walked in and looked around the Trailor. Seeing a couple empty cartons
of Chinese food and some empty pizza box's and about two dozen beer cans. She
wondered if he had just drank them today.
'God its only 4pm and he's bombed
already what away to live your life' she thought to herself. She kind of felt bad for Hank he must have something seriously wrong with him or he's lacking something to just
drown himself in Booze 24-7.
She walked threw Michaels room and looked around a couple books here and
there, some cds, clothes discarded on the floor it looked like a regular room.
Maria looked at some of the pictures of the constelations he had laying around,
she studied them for a moment then sat down on his unmade bed and smiled to
herself as she thought of Michael laying here, god how sexy he must look
under these sheets, she said to herself not knowing how that thought got in
her mind. Just then she heard a noise and looked at the door hoping it was
Michael but it wasn't, it was Hank.
Hank just stood there and looked at her for a moment and had the oddest
smile on his face.
"Hey Honey" he said, looking at her and winking and then smiling.
"Umm...Hi is something wrong? Do you want me to leave?" she asked looking at
him wondering why he just called her Honey and why he just winked at her. Oh
Lord, he's probably to drunk to know if he's coming or going she thought.
"No don't leave it'd break my heart" he replied, letting out a little laugh.
Now she knew he was gone so very far gone, "Do you think Michael will be home
soon?" she asked uncomfortably, Hank was staring at her intensely, any longer
and he'd burn a hole threw her skin.
"Don't Know" he said, shutting the door as he stepped forward inside the room.
Maria didn't like this situation at all, she stood up and moved towards the
door but Hank was blocking her way.
"Excuse Me" she said "I think i'll go check Max's house, he's probably over
there sorry for any inconvenience." she hoped what she said would move him
from in front of the door so she could just leave, this was crazy why was
she here anyway. Michael hardly ever hangs out here he don't even sleep here
most of the time. She hoped that he would just come threw that door..She was
getting a bad feeling about all this.
"Oh its okay Babe no need to leave so soon" he said as he stumbled towards
her licking his lips as he looked her up and down. 'Boy she was a little thing
but she still looked good, that little skirt she is wearing is driving me
nuts! She looked 10 times better than the old hags around this dump' he
thought to himself as a smile escaped his lips.
He started coming closer directing her towards the
bed, She didn't know what he was doing but as she was backing up she tripped
and fell backwards onto the bed. What the Hell is going on here? she thought
to herself furiously but more than that she was Scared who knew what a very
drunk man would do and why would he do it to her. She tried to sit up but he
quickly sat down and pushed her shoulders down on the bed not allowing her to
adjust after she fell down onto the unmade bed.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Get your friggen hands off me now
damnit!" she stated trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but it was no use this
man was way to strong his beer belly was so big it probably out weighed her
altogether.
"Just calm down Sweetie, it will only take a couple of minutes." Did she hear
him right? she thought, threw all that drunk slurring she thought she heard
him say 'it will take a couple of minutes' what did that mean she thought
confused and then it hit her 'Oh god' she said in her mind.
Just then he took both her wrists and clasped them behind her back and with
his one free hand he started to move down her shirt coming close to her
breasts. Damn she sure felt good I wonder if she tastes good. With that last
thought going threw Hanks mind he started kissing and sucking on her neck.
