"Never a Guilt-Free Night"
Vivian awoke, wondering in the dark room, which hotel she was in this night. It never really matters what hotel it is, just as long as the man pays for the room and the man pays for her. She quietly got up and walked around trying to find the bathroom without putting on a light first. After a few minutes she found the bathroom door, walked in, shut the door once more, and turned on the light. She looked around the bathroom examining her surroundings. It was pretty clean. He must have brought her to a decent place. Vivian turned on the shower and allowed the water to get warm while taking off her clothes. It had became habit to her to wait for her "partner" of the night to fall asleep then redress herself incase she needed to leave early.
Once naked she ceased movent and gaze at her reflection that stood entrapped in the mirror. She hated this moment of the night. It is the moment when she reflected on herself and the night in front of her reflection. It was as if a part of herself had manifested itself into her reflection and it was time for judgement of her actions. Her reflection being cross-examiner, she herself being the "perp" and her conscience being the judge. The conscience never came into play, however. The judge never makes a response until the end of the trial, and it seemed like this trial would never end. With both sides always making the same arguments and Vivian always somehow managing to end the "trial" without realizing it was her that did so. So as usual the mock trial inside her head took action.
"Oh Vivian. You must stop these ways. You had a lovely boyfriend. But you always choose this life of a slut." Her relection taunted her.
"Shut-up," Vivian started off her usual defense. "I don't need to be judged by anyone. I do what I have to. This is how I survive."
"But if you just listened to Eddie then you wouldn't need to "survive". You would still be with him and he would take care of you."
"I don't need anyone to take care of me. I am my own woman."
"Some woman!" interrupted the reflection.
"The men need me! I mean think about it. if it wasn't for me none of these guys would stand a chance at getting any form of physical intamacy. I mean look at the guy who hired me tonight! Mike was it? Lets just say the Afro on his head wasn't the only one he had on his body. Guys like that needs girls like me. We can give them the little confidence that they so seriously lack of. I am not ashamed of myself. I am a public service and deserve respect for it. Hell I should get a Nobel Piece!"
"Yes, you certainly are a public service." the reflection replied cruelly.
And that was the end of that. Vivian once again alone and her reflection returned into being nothing more than a mere reflection. She turned to the shower and hopped in. The warm water was starting to turn cold. This was how she realized that each time she found a new customer the arguments with her self managed to become a scootch longer than the last. She often felt a little crazy, but didn't mind. After all, "Everyone goes a little mad sometimes."
Vivian finished in the shower, slipped into the comfy terricloth robe supplied by the hotel, and decided to go find the swimming pool (or find out if the hotel even had one). She headed out the door and closed it quietly. Once outside her room she looked up and down the hallway and saw nothing. She choose to go to the right and started wondering down the hall, absorbing everything around her, glancing around for any signs about what rooms were coming up. The hotel was quiet and Vivian severely doubted that she would see anyone else around.
While trying to figure out where she should go Vivian accidently found herself walk into something quite solid. She looked to see what it was and discovered a boy who looked no older than eight-teen staring back at her.
"Oh my gosh. I'm soo sorry." He said in a schreeching voice.
"It's ok." Vivian said while staring at him. He just seemed so familiar to her. He stood looking tall and lanky. His hair, short black curls, reminding her of a brilopad. Vivian extended her hand to the young stranger and introduced herself as "Viv".
"Hiya there. I'm Samuel. I'm here with my friends. My best friend Zack and his girlfriend Kelly have decided to alope! So here we are in Vegas.."
"Oh. Well what are you doing up and about so late at night, Sammy?"
"Oh well I'm sharing a room with Zack and our other friend AC and I couldn't sleep. You see AC has this incredable snoring problem and Zack tends to talk in his sleep. And I think I heard enough of his dream of Julia Roberts."
"Well, Sammy I was heading down to find out if there's a pool in this place, or anything of any interest. Want to come with me?"
"Sure."
And they took off looking for entertainment provided by the hotel, and managed to find the pool. While in the pool they also found entertainment in each other. Afterwards they went their separate ways, but also exchanged numbers. Vivian got back into the bed without Mike noticing that she had left in the first place. Sammy's return was not as discreat however.
When he walked in his room that he shared with the other two boys, he was shocked to see they were both up and looked worried.
"SCHREECH! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
"Have no fear guys. I was out.with a lady." Schreech playfully winked and elbowed his friends.
"Ohhhhh. Do tell us all about this Schreech." Said Zack intrigued.
"I will but first let's make this a party." Said Schreech as he headed over to the stereo and placed in a Beach Boy's cd.
Ok guys that was Chapter 2. Kind of went into the defective side of Vivian in the beginning and ended with a Saved by the Bell Moment. Well at least now the boys don't have to worry bout breaking Elvis's head. And it also included a famous quote from Anthony Perkins. Don't you just love crossing? More to come in the future. Much love to those who took time to read this.
Vivian awoke, wondering in the dark room, which hotel she was in this night. It never really matters what hotel it is, just as long as the man pays for the room and the man pays for her. She quietly got up and walked around trying to find the bathroom without putting on a light first. After a few minutes she found the bathroom door, walked in, shut the door once more, and turned on the light. She looked around the bathroom examining her surroundings. It was pretty clean. He must have brought her to a decent place. Vivian turned on the shower and allowed the water to get warm while taking off her clothes. It had became habit to her to wait for her "partner" of the night to fall asleep then redress herself incase she needed to leave early.
Once naked she ceased movent and gaze at her reflection that stood entrapped in the mirror. She hated this moment of the night. It is the moment when she reflected on herself and the night in front of her reflection. It was as if a part of herself had manifested itself into her reflection and it was time for judgement of her actions. Her reflection being cross-examiner, she herself being the "perp" and her conscience being the judge. The conscience never came into play, however. The judge never makes a response until the end of the trial, and it seemed like this trial would never end. With both sides always making the same arguments and Vivian always somehow managing to end the "trial" without realizing it was her that did so. So as usual the mock trial inside her head took action.
"Oh Vivian. You must stop these ways. You had a lovely boyfriend. But you always choose this life of a slut." Her relection taunted her.
"Shut-up," Vivian started off her usual defense. "I don't need to be judged by anyone. I do what I have to. This is how I survive."
"But if you just listened to Eddie then you wouldn't need to "survive". You would still be with him and he would take care of you."
"I don't need anyone to take care of me. I am my own woman."
"Some woman!" interrupted the reflection.
"The men need me! I mean think about it. if it wasn't for me none of these guys would stand a chance at getting any form of physical intamacy. I mean look at the guy who hired me tonight! Mike was it? Lets just say the Afro on his head wasn't the only one he had on his body. Guys like that needs girls like me. We can give them the little confidence that they so seriously lack of. I am not ashamed of myself. I am a public service and deserve respect for it. Hell I should get a Nobel Piece!"
"Yes, you certainly are a public service." the reflection replied cruelly.
And that was the end of that. Vivian once again alone and her reflection returned into being nothing more than a mere reflection. She turned to the shower and hopped in. The warm water was starting to turn cold. This was how she realized that each time she found a new customer the arguments with her self managed to become a scootch longer than the last. She often felt a little crazy, but didn't mind. After all, "Everyone goes a little mad sometimes."
Vivian finished in the shower, slipped into the comfy terricloth robe supplied by the hotel, and decided to go find the swimming pool (or find out if the hotel even had one). She headed out the door and closed it quietly. Once outside her room she looked up and down the hallway and saw nothing. She choose to go to the right and started wondering down the hall, absorbing everything around her, glancing around for any signs about what rooms were coming up. The hotel was quiet and Vivian severely doubted that she would see anyone else around.
While trying to figure out where she should go Vivian accidently found herself walk into something quite solid. She looked to see what it was and discovered a boy who looked no older than eight-teen staring back at her.
"Oh my gosh. I'm soo sorry." He said in a schreeching voice.
"It's ok." Vivian said while staring at him. He just seemed so familiar to her. He stood looking tall and lanky. His hair, short black curls, reminding her of a brilopad. Vivian extended her hand to the young stranger and introduced herself as "Viv".
"Hiya there. I'm Samuel. I'm here with my friends. My best friend Zack and his girlfriend Kelly have decided to alope! So here we are in Vegas.."
"Oh. Well what are you doing up and about so late at night, Sammy?"
"Oh well I'm sharing a room with Zack and our other friend AC and I couldn't sleep. You see AC has this incredable snoring problem and Zack tends to talk in his sleep. And I think I heard enough of his dream of Julia Roberts."
"Well, Sammy I was heading down to find out if there's a pool in this place, or anything of any interest. Want to come with me?"
"Sure."
And they took off looking for entertainment provided by the hotel, and managed to find the pool. While in the pool they also found entertainment in each other. Afterwards they went their separate ways, but also exchanged numbers. Vivian got back into the bed without Mike noticing that she had left in the first place. Sammy's return was not as discreat however.
When he walked in his room that he shared with the other two boys, he was shocked to see they were both up and looked worried.
"SCHREECH! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
"Have no fear guys. I was out.with a lady." Schreech playfully winked and elbowed his friends.
"Ohhhhh. Do tell us all about this Schreech." Said Zack intrigued.
"I will but first let's make this a party." Said Schreech as he headed over to the stereo and placed in a Beach Boy's cd.
Ok guys that was Chapter 2. Kind of went into the defective side of Vivian in the beginning and ended with a Saved by the Bell Moment. Well at least now the boys don't have to worry bout breaking Elvis's head. And it also included a famous quote from Anthony Perkins. Don't you just love crossing? More to come in the future. Much love to those who took time to read this.