Sizzling sausages
BLAKE POV
I keep on walking as the bus drives past, going to take the shortcut so I don't have to witness any potential car accidents. As I'm about to turn to the left and take the footpath, I catch a glimpse of a white prius which seems to have collided with a tree; I began to run towards it, my butthole clenched in fear.
ALLEN POV
I awake to the sound of someone yelling my name; After the crash I just fell asleep as I felt too tired to get help.
'Allen! Allen my sweetheart, art thou alife?' Said someone banging on the window. I look to the left, and my immediate response is to lock the door. 'Allen!? I shall phoneth the authorithies immediately!' The short, black albino man said, keeping eye contact, true worry in his eyes.
BLAKE POV
I look into Allens eyes, wishing that the layer of glass wasn't seperating us. I try to open the car door,
but it seems to have got jammed in the crash. Jammed. That word turns me on.
I walk a few metres away from the car, as to let Allen take a moment, maybe just to take it all in.
I take out my blackberry 2008 phone, ready to ring the police.
Ready. Jammed. The thought of those words makes my nipples harder.
ALLEN POV
I wake up in a hospital, the smell of hand sanitizer so strong I can almost taste it. I smell something else too,
but it's hard to make out. I look around me, and see a short black man sleeping on a chair next to me. Suddenly the smell of semen makes itself known. I begin ringing the bell furiously, hoping the nurse will come before Blake wakes up. But as I turn around from facing the bell back to the armchair I can feel someone breathing on me.