The Hot Mess

August 15, 2009

Gabriella

It happened so quickly, so innocent, but after that time seemed to halt for the two of us on the motel bed. His name, Troy Bolton, a sweet deal in deed. He was strong, and had the tightest abs for a seventeen year old boy, I had ever felt. Meeting him, on the street corner was one of the best nights of my life, and whether or not I got paid big bucks or not I wouldn't care.

It was a night of hot bliss for the two of us.

We started on the bed, he laid me down, kissed every part of my body, taking off my little red dress, and when he would do that thing with his tongue, I would grasp that fullness of his hair. He was like an animal, and I didn't want him to stop.

The bed was good, then he lifted me up, and we moved on into the shower. Turning on the steamy way, I felt those abs, his muscles, that tight butt. He took me, moving me, hitting ever spot in the right place, then he pulled me close and whisper "I love you".

This was a night to remember. I loved it, I loved him. I hope to see Troy again, not only as my toy-maker, but maybe as something more.

Troy

Honestly this was my first time, she was beautiful, and Zeke told about that street. I had a red bull, in case I got a fatty. I didn't. I got lucky, and met the most amazing girl, Gabriella.

She seemed a little young to be a hooker, but I didn't care. Her body seemed perfect in every way. Her smell was awesome, like roses, she was very good at what she did to me. I laid her on the bed, and had my fun with my tongue and fingers, taking her into the shower thinking it would be more romantic for her, then usual sleazy guys she probably got.

I held on to her right, hoping not to slip, and then I had to say it to her. I broke the rule no man says on the first time, I told her I loved her.

When we were done, I took her back to her street corner, tipped her extra just to see her smile, and drove off. I looked in my wallet, to realize one thing. I forgot my condom.