Author: Trish (skittlez143m@aol.com)
Disclaimer: Spike does not belong to me in reality. He is
only mine in fantasy, and he is mine until I wake up. As we speak
though, I own nobody.
Rating: Ummm, let's say PG-13.
Response to Cat's challenge to write a story in 7 sentences. :)
How I Spent My Summer Vacation
a narrative by Spike
This summer, as always, the Slayer has felt good about
herself at my expense, since I've taken on a new occupation
as her personal punching bag as of late.
It doesn't bother me though, because she doesn't actually
hurt me physically, and to tell you the truth, every hit that she
throws at me really turns me on. Her hot little body pressed up
against mine when she slams me into a pillar, her thighs showing
more than usual out of the bottom of one of those short numbers
that she wears when she kicks me...
It's all bloody wonderful, and I'm getting hard just thinking about it.
I finally got my one good day when the Slayer realized what she did
to me, and to my shock, she climbed aboard and decided to do something
about it. Now if you want me to finish my soddin' story, you're going
to have to stop giving me that look, because I'm willing to bet that
you're getting aroused just thinking of me being turned on, and oh,
bloody hell, I'm just gonna keep the rest of my story to myself.
Thanks a lot, you bloody wanker; now because of you, nobody gets
to know the ending.