What Turns You On At Night
You got your demons
You got desires
Well, I got a few of my own...
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It was early Saturday evening when Tim walked into the Dingo to grab a burger. He figured he'd do that and check out the action there then head over to Buck's for the real action later.
"Hey, Tim!"
He turned around from his seat at the counter to see a tall, sexy, blonde smiling down at him. Damn, did she look good. She had on those tight, calf-length pants the chicks were wearing these days and a tight little sweater that showed off her ample chest. And heels. How he loved a chick in heels. He looked down quick at her exposed calves and they looked nice. Right away Tim felt a tug in his Levi's at the thought of having those smooth, muscled calves wrapped around him.
She had an unlit cigarette in her hand and put it to her red painted lips tilting her head down to look at him from under those long lashes. "Got a light?"
Tim pulled his lighter from his jacket pocket and lit her up, lighting his own smoke, too. "Guess Dally's back in the cooler, huh?"
Sylvia was always rattling Tim's cage when Dallas was locked up. She couldn't seem to help herself. She wasn't running around on him with anyone else that Tim knew of. He thought she came to him because she knew it would really burn Dally's wick to know she was with Tim when he got his ass hauled in again. Her little piece of revenge at him leaving her alone again.
Who was Tim to complain? Sylvia was a hot little number and she was a tough chick. She'd give him back all he gave her and then some.
Yeah, Dally was Tim's friend but if he would pay more attention to not getting caught, he wouldn't have to worry about Sylvia. And it wasn't like Tim went around bragging about it.
Tim motioned for her to take a seat next to him. "So whaddya wanna do, Sylvia?"
Sylvia smirked and replied, "You."
Sylvia wasn't known for her subtleties and that suited Tim just fine. At least he was sure of what he was getting into. Anyway, why bother with her if she wasn't giving it up?
"I'm heading to Buck's after this. I guess you'll be coming with me then?"
"Hopefully," Sylvia answered, blatantly flirting with him.
Tim bit back a smile and rolled his eyes. She could really be something. No wonder Dallas kept her around even after knowing how she strayed. Tim knew he'd be fighting Dally again soon. He was in for about two more weeks and Tim was sure Dally'd be looking for him once Sylvia blurted out her infidelity to him.
Again, Tim knew he was just her revenge on Dal but he didn't think she needed to be so up front about it. Tim wasn't one to avoid a fight, he thrived on that kind of action but he'd prefer Sylvia keep her mouth shut once in awhile. How many times could he and Dally get into the same brawl?
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Tim sat on the edge of the bed. Sylvia sat on his lap and put her arm around his shoulders. She bent her head down to kiss him lightly. "What would I do without you, Tim?"
His hand went from her knee to her thigh. Her legs were as smooth as silk and he loved it. "Be faithful, I imagine."
Sylvia's jaw dropped and she laughed and smacked Tim in the arm. "I don't hear you complaining."
He smiled as he rolled her off his lap and lay on top of her. "And you never will."
Tim didn't rush things with Sylvia. She was different than the other chicks he went with. She was fast but there was something about her. She was tough and cool. She reminded Tim of himself. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it. She didn't lay there and let Tim just do what he wanted. She took control sometimes and he let her because she knew how to please him. He enjoyed being in bed with her because she made it more than just getting off. She made him really enjoy it.
Likewise, Sylvia enjoyed being in bed with Tim. She tried not to compare Tim and Dallas but sometimes she couldn't help it. It wasn't that she didn't love Dallas or enjoy sex with him. It was just different. Dally never let her be in control and was always in an all fire hurry to get to the prize. Tim allowed her to be herself and Tim knew how to enjoy the game. He took his time. It wasn't just a means to an end with Tim.
Later, as they lay there sharing a cigarette in the dark, Sylvia smiled to herself, breathing in Tim's musky scent. "I could get used to this."
Tim handed her the cigarette, stood up and turned the light on. He started to get dressed. "Don't."
Sylvia wrapped the thin sheet around herself and sat up. "I think we'd make a good match, Tim."
Tim sneered and shook his head. "You think too much Sylvia and you might hurt yourself. Don't get me wrong. I like this," he waved his hand towards the bed, "but this is all I'm in it for. You're Dal's chick and to be honest I don't know how he deals with you running around on him. First time you pulled this shit on me, you'd be gone."
Sylvia stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray on the nightstand. She looked up at Tim and he could see the disappointment on her face. "I'm just sayin'."
Tim pulled his boots on, grabbed his jacket and walked back over to the bed. He leaned over and kissed Sylvia. "And I'm just sayin' don't think so much. It is what it is."
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Tim was about to walk into his house two weeks later when he heard hard footsteps coming up behind him. "Shepard!"
Tim turned around to see Dally pounding up to him with a scowl on his face. Right on schedule, Tim thought.
I've been searching for the daughter of the devil himself
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