(Warning: This chapter deals with some serious NC-17 stuff! If you're
tolerant about lesbian 'people', but not their sex life or stuff they can
do, I suggest you get the hell out! That will be all.)
Back at the studio, Murdoc had been searching all over his Winnebago. At certain times he kept forgetting what it was, but then he would remember and search harder. It was reaching the afternoon on Friday the thirteenth, and everything seemed so odd.
Murdoc had thought he'd continue his day in peace and Satanism, right after he got back from the flight. But instead his little sister, who he hadn't seen in five years, just drop by and ask to stay over for a bit, only to reveal she'd committed an act of attempted murder. And now what? What more joyous experiences could follow little Lucia's visit?
***
It was reaching one o'clock, and 2D was in the shower, washing the filth from the entire yesterday. He was so tired when he finally got home that he'd barely got to his bedroom. He only had time to remove his shoes and shirt before he collapsed on his bed in an unconscious sleep. The gig was tiresome, and they still had to fly all the way back home before rest could be made. And then just this morning, mister Niccals had to being over his weirdo sister to invade his personal space.
He put his head under the soft warm running water, closing his eyes and letting it all just soak away. His fingers ran up his chest tenderly, the warm liquid bringing intensity and a relaxed state of mind. He playfully began to think of thoughts, thoughts his sister would have killed him if she found out. He was a very decent boy, one who was raised right into being good to his girlfriends, and not interested in--those things. He was yearning for something, but he tried to contain himself and realize how foolish it was.
2D turned the knob, and the water went off. He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist, then opened the stall door. The boy walked to the bathroom door, and opened that.
"GYAHH!!" He screamed, jumping back in pure horror--again.
"What the hell--!?" Lucia leapt up from the bed like a rabid cat, dropping three magazines to the floor. She clenched in terror, then relaxed as soon as she realized it was him. "Oh."
2D took a deep breath, as he'd been completely torn out of his calm centered state, and shouted at her. "What are you doing in my room!?!" Suddenly he felt his towel slip, and grabbed it quickly. She eyed him when he did it, and bit her lip affectionately in a wide grin.
Lucia put her hands behind her back innocently. "Nothing..." He glared at her, slightly scared of the possibilities of her ever being like her brother. She looked down at the ground at the Playboy mags. "Just...reading your dirty magazines." She gave a cheesy smile.
2D blushed. "Mine? Uh...I just...They're Murdoc's I swear."
"No there not." She chuckled. "Playboy's way too soft for Mud's. I'd say Hustler or Diablo Girls." (No, that's not a real magazine) 2D blushed even redder.
"Uh-huh..." He muttered, a little twitchy from this newfound knowledge. Then, he had a strange urge to ask. "Why are you reading them though?"
Lucia smirked; knowing it was going to be a long day.
***
Thirty minutes passed. Murdoc walked down the halls inside, carrying under his arm a small book. He went into the elevator, and stopped on the second floor. Where was she? He had to find her so he could ask her what this was about.
Suddenly, Murdoc stopped when he heard a familiar--actually two familiar voices, coming from 2D's room. Inflicted by curiosity, Murdoc leaned against the door to hear better.
***
"Oh yeah, you're going to need a lot more practice little man." Lucia said to 2D, as he put his tongue back into his mouth bitterly. The blue haired boy was now fully dressed, his matter hair still slightly damp. Russel, who was sitting on the floor, chuckled into his palm. "How about you then?" She asked him.
Russel suddenly became very uneasy, and shrugged. "Me? Nah, I'm not under the spot light missy. I only reveal to those who want it."
"Uhhh..." 2D made a gagging noise, a Lucia laughed.
"You see, all you males got it wrong. What you think a woman wants is far from the truth."
"What about the romance stuff?" 2D asked. "You know, dating and dinner and candy...?"
"Sure." She grumbled. "But you see, I'm horny as a goat, if not more. I'm different than a lot of woman--or at least what they say. As a matter of fact I'm pretty sure all a woman wants is to get laid, good and hard. All that 'be gentle' shit is just all the terror of violence that straight women go through from guys."
"So if you're a lesbian it's different?" Russel asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Well...probably not. As I said I'm different. I'm quite violent and dominate myself."
There was a long pause. "I want to make women happy." 2D said with a naiive smile. "How do you do it? I mean, what does it take to be...you know...really good and stuff?"
Lucia smirked, admiring her nails. "It's pretty much the same for both sexes when playing with women. The trick is--well the first trick anyway, is all the tongue. I'm sure you're aware."
"Of course."
"Since we don't have dicks--at least not natural ones--the tongue is relied upon greatly for stimulation. And if you are skilled, you can not only stimulate, but also cause the most drastic occurrences in your lover's body. For example, multiple orgasms: only obtainable by women, and some have even reached a total of fourteen in one minute."
"How? How is it possible?" 2D sounded nervous.
"Well it's easy for expert head-givers. Just keep going, don't stop for anything, going faster and harder when she's about to come. I almost passed out one time from over exerting myself." She giggled. 2D looked at Russel, who looked back in a distant, weirded-out glance. "There are different techniques. One, my personal favorite, is inserting the tongue inside her, while firmly pressing on the clitoris." 2D felt a wave of hotness pass from his head to his groin, and he had to cross his leg over the other to continue listening to her profound wisdom. "That'll get you in and out quick and easy. Fast climax, if you keep to it like I said. Oh! And a very good way of getting your woman to stay with you through thick and thin--" Lucia opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. In the back, a shiny metal nub burrowed itself into her soft flesh.
"Ohhhh..." 2D smirked. Russel nodded, looking at the round.
"Another easy way of having her reach orgasm. Though painful for about a week, this little bugger is a cute decoration and provides an easy way to her nether regions. She'll love you forever." Lucia giggled again.
2D swallowed, hesitating his curiosity. "Ummm...that also works on guys right?"
Lucia looked over at him, narrowing her eyes. He became uneasy. "What--?"
"Sure." She said, looking away from him. "You could do anything to a man's cock and get him reeling. You know that."
"Yeah. I was just wondering if it would hurt, you know?"
"No. As far as I'm concerned, it could do wonders."
"Do all lesbians got tongue-rings?" Russel asked suddenly, breaking the awkwardness.
Lucia cocked an eyebrow. "I don't know. Probably not."
"What's it like..." 2D asked suddenly. "To be...you know...gay?"
Lucia looked back over at him, batting her eyes and pursing her lips. She paused, wondering why he would ask such a stupid question, but she decided to humor him. "It's Disneyland."
2D was about to answer, when the door was practically kicked down. Both Russel and 2D jumped, but Lucia sat perfectly calm, as Murdoc walked in, his arms crossed over his chest. "What the hell is going on Lucia?"
"We're discussing law." She said, eyeing 2D.
"Uh-huh." Murdoc hissed. "Lucia--outside."
"What'd I do?"
"Nothing. I have to ask you about something."
"Oh. Bye guys, hope to talk in the future." She jumped up from the bed, making 2D fall backwards slightly, and hoped outside the door. Murdoc eyed the two dangerously, then slammed the door shut. It took Russel and 2D a second to figure out what happened before Russel looked up at 2D curiously.
"You get a hard on from that too?"
"Yep."
They both laughed.
Outside, Lucia looked at her brother, waiting for whatever it was he was to show her. He pulled the book out and showed it to her. It was titled 'The Satanic Bible' by Anton Levay.
"Okay." He said, a nervous chuckle in his voice. "Five years ago, you said-- "
"Uh!" Lucia finally understood and grabbed the book from his hands harshly. Murdoc swallowed and backed down. She flipped to a page, showed it to him, and said, "It's in Latin. It means 'Saint of Chaos'. Get over yourself."
"Uh...thanks." He took the book back and smiled at her in a very cheesy way. "Ummm...I've been avoiding that chapter for awhile because I didn't know what the guy was talking about."
"Uh-huh. Kay, well I'm going to go explore some more. As I said, real good band. They're a little uneducated when it comes to women though, especially 2D."
"Right. Well I'll make sure he gets better." He put the cigarette to his lips.
"If you want to. Probably no need though, probably better if you don't."
"Why?"
"Oh no reason. I'm sure he'll--learn on his own." She walked off. "Oh, and he's got some good porno."
Back at the studio, Murdoc had been searching all over his Winnebago. At certain times he kept forgetting what it was, but then he would remember and search harder. It was reaching the afternoon on Friday the thirteenth, and everything seemed so odd.
Murdoc had thought he'd continue his day in peace and Satanism, right after he got back from the flight. But instead his little sister, who he hadn't seen in five years, just drop by and ask to stay over for a bit, only to reveal she'd committed an act of attempted murder. And now what? What more joyous experiences could follow little Lucia's visit?
***
It was reaching one o'clock, and 2D was in the shower, washing the filth from the entire yesterday. He was so tired when he finally got home that he'd barely got to his bedroom. He only had time to remove his shoes and shirt before he collapsed on his bed in an unconscious sleep. The gig was tiresome, and they still had to fly all the way back home before rest could be made. And then just this morning, mister Niccals had to being over his weirdo sister to invade his personal space.
He put his head under the soft warm running water, closing his eyes and letting it all just soak away. His fingers ran up his chest tenderly, the warm liquid bringing intensity and a relaxed state of mind. He playfully began to think of thoughts, thoughts his sister would have killed him if she found out. He was a very decent boy, one who was raised right into being good to his girlfriends, and not interested in--those things. He was yearning for something, but he tried to contain himself and realize how foolish it was.
2D turned the knob, and the water went off. He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist, then opened the stall door. The boy walked to the bathroom door, and opened that.
"GYAHH!!" He screamed, jumping back in pure horror--again.
"What the hell--!?" Lucia leapt up from the bed like a rabid cat, dropping three magazines to the floor. She clenched in terror, then relaxed as soon as she realized it was him. "Oh."
2D took a deep breath, as he'd been completely torn out of his calm centered state, and shouted at her. "What are you doing in my room!?!" Suddenly he felt his towel slip, and grabbed it quickly. She eyed him when he did it, and bit her lip affectionately in a wide grin.
Lucia put her hands behind her back innocently. "Nothing..." He glared at her, slightly scared of the possibilities of her ever being like her brother. She looked down at the ground at the Playboy mags. "Just...reading your dirty magazines." She gave a cheesy smile.
2D blushed. "Mine? Uh...I just...They're Murdoc's I swear."
"No there not." She chuckled. "Playboy's way too soft for Mud's. I'd say Hustler or Diablo Girls." (No, that's not a real magazine) 2D blushed even redder.
"Uh-huh..." He muttered, a little twitchy from this newfound knowledge. Then, he had a strange urge to ask. "Why are you reading them though?"
Lucia smirked; knowing it was going to be a long day.
***
Thirty minutes passed. Murdoc walked down the halls inside, carrying under his arm a small book. He went into the elevator, and stopped on the second floor. Where was she? He had to find her so he could ask her what this was about.
Suddenly, Murdoc stopped when he heard a familiar--actually two familiar voices, coming from 2D's room. Inflicted by curiosity, Murdoc leaned against the door to hear better.
***
"Oh yeah, you're going to need a lot more practice little man." Lucia said to 2D, as he put his tongue back into his mouth bitterly. The blue haired boy was now fully dressed, his matter hair still slightly damp. Russel, who was sitting on the floor, chuckled into his palm. "How about you then?" She asked him.
Russel suddenly became very uneasy, and shrugged. "Me? Nah, I'm not under the spot light missy. I only reveal to those who want it."
"Uhhh..." 2D made a gagging noise, a Lucia laughed.
"You see, all you males got it wrong. What you think a woman wants is far from the truth."
"What about the romance stuff?" 2D asked. "You know, dating and dinner and candy...?"
"Sure." She grumbled. "But you see, I'm horny as a goat, if not more. I'm different than a lot of woman--or at least what they say. As a matter of fact I'm pretty sure all a woman wants is to get laid, good and hard. All that 'be gentle' shit is just all the terror of violence that straight women go through from guys."
"So if you're a lesbian it's different?" Russel asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Well...probably not. As I said I'm different. I'm quite violent and dominate myself."
There was a long pause. "I want to make women happy." 2D said with a naiive smile. "How do you do it? I mean, what does it take to be...you know...really good and stuff?"
Lucia smirked, admiring her nails. "It's pretty much the same for both sexes when playing with women. The trick is--well the first trick anyway, is all the tongue. I'm sure you're aware."
"Of course."
"Since we don't have dicks--at least not natural ones--the tongue is relied upon greatly for stimulation. And if you are skilled, you can not only stimulate, but also cause the most drastic occurrences in your lover's body. For example, multiple orgasms: only obtainable by women, and some have even reached a total of fourteen in one minute."
"How? How is it possible?" 2D sounded nervous.
"Well it's easy for expert head-givers. Just keep going, don't stop for anything, going faster and harder when she's about to come. I almost passed out one time from over exerting myself." She giggled. 2D looked at Russel, who looked back in a distant, weirded-out glance. "There are different techniques. One, my personal favorite, is inserting the tongue inside her, while firmly pressing on the clitoris." 2D felt a wave of hotness pass from his head to his groin, and he had to cross his leg over the other to continue listening to her profound wisdom. "That'll get you in and out quick and easy. Fast climax, if you keep to it like I said. Oh! And a very good way of getting your woman to stay with you through thick and thin--" Lucia opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. In the back, a shiny metal nub burrowed itself into her soft flesh.
"Ohhhh..." 2D smirked. Russel nodded, looking at the round.
"Another easy way of having her reach orgasm. Though painful for about a week, this little bugger is a cute decoration and provides an easy way to her nether regions. She'll love you forever." Lucia giggled again.
2D swallowed, hesitating his curiosity. "Ummm...that also works on guys right?"
Lucia looked over at him, narrowing her eyes. He became uneasy. "What--?"
"Sure." She said, looking away from him. "You could do anything to a man's cock and get him reeling. You know that."
"Yeah. I was just wondering if it would hurt, you know?"
"No. As far as I'm concerned, it could do wonders."
"Do all lesbians got tongue-rings?" Russel asked suddenly, breaking the awkwardness.
Lucia cocked an eyebrow. "I don't know. Probably not."
"What's it like..." 2D asked suddenly. "To be...you know...gay?"
Lucia looked back over at him, batting her eyes and pursing her lips. She paused, wondering why he would ask such a stupid question, but she decided to humor him. "It's Disneyland."
2D was about to answer, when the door was practically kicked down. Both Russel and 2D jumped, but Lucia sat perfectly calm, as Murdoc walked in, his arms crossed over his chest. "What the hell is going on Lucia?"
"We're discussing law." She said, eyeing 2D.
"Uh-huh." Murdoc hissed. "Lucia--outside."
"What'd I do?"
"Nothing. I have to ask you about something."
"Oh. Bye guys, hope to talk in the future." She jumped up from the bed, making 2D fall backwards slightly, and hoped outside the door. Murdoc eyed the two dangerously, then slammed the door shut. It took Russel and 2D a second to figure out what happened before Russel looked up at 2D curiously.
"You get a hard on from that too?"
"Yep."
They both laughed.
Outside, Lucia looked at her brother, waiting for whatever it was he was to show her. He pulled the book out and showed it to her. It was titled 'The Satanic Bible' by Anton Levay.
"Okay." He said, a nervous chuckle in his voice. "Five years ago, you said-- "
"Uh!" Lucia finally understood and grabbed the book from his hands harshly. Murdoc swallowed and backed down. She flipped to a page, showed it to him, and said, "It's in Latin. It means 'Saint of Chaos'. Get over yourself."
"Uh...thanks." He took the book back and smiled at her in a very cheesy way. "Ummm...I've been avoiding that chapter for awhile because I didn't know what the guy was talking about."
"Uh-huh. Kay, well I'm going to go explore some more. As I said, real good band. They're a little uneducated when it comes to women though, especially 2D."
"Right. Well I'll make sure he gets better." He put the cigarette to his lips.
"If you want to. Probably no need though, probably better if you don't."
"Why?"
"Oh no reason. I'm sure he'll--learn on his own." She walked off. "Oh, and he's got some good porno."