There she was. Much taller than he remembered. The same eyes... the
exact same eyes. Beautiful and captivating as they always were. She wore a
black Victorian gown and her hair was long and jet black.
"are you... going to let me in," She asked shyly.
"oh," he fumbled, "well you don't want to come in here, it's disgusting, oh yes that's it I haven't vacuumed in years!"
"move it Nny, I know you have no carpets," she smiled and sat on one of his crates.
The place looked exactly the same. Nothing changed at all. She crossed her arms and waited patiently as Johnny leaned against the counter then she got up.
"I'm getting impatient Johnny" she said smiling.
He fumbled a little and jumped up on the counter.
"Don't fear me," she said jumping up on the counter and grabbing him pulling him towards her tightly.
His eyes were wide as he began to tremble. What to do, what to do? Do nothing...
Their lips met, confused and tangled between a wall and Vivi, Johnny gave in. He let her hold him, caress him, take him to a better place. It all ended way to fast.
"I.. I'm sorry Nny that was so sudden," she became afraid, knowing his mental stability.
He didn't say anything, he only reached for her. She jumped back. He hung his head and tears splashed down on the counter.
"Am I that much of a monster," he muttered, his voice shaken and hurt.
She sighed. She was still afraid, but something told her, he wasn't going to hurt her. Against all that she new she went with her instincts and crawled back up on the counter. He grasped her and pulled her close to him, they were both eye to eye. She gulped.
What was he going to say next? Definitely not what she expected.
"Help me," he squeaked painfully.
She pushed his face into her bosoms cradling him gently. Underneath all he did, all the things he has done. He was just a child, pleading for the love of others, pleading for that touch, pleading for that warmth at night. He was just a child begging for help.
"are you... going to let me in," She asked shyly.
"oh," he fumbled, "well you don't want to come in here, it's disgusting, oh yes that's it I haven't vacuumed in years!"
"move it Nny, I know you have no carpets," she smiled and sat on one of his crates.
The place looked exactly the same. Nothing changed at all. She crossed her arms and waited patiently as Johnny leaned against the counter then she got up.
"I'm getting impatient Johnny" she said smiling.
He fumbled a little and jumped up on the counter.
"Don't fear me," she said jumping up on the counter and grabbing him pulling him towards her tightly.
His eyes were wide as he began to tremble. What to do, what to do? Do nothing...
Their lips met, confused and tangled between a wall and Vivi, Johnny gave in. He let her hold him, caress him, take him to a better place. It all ended way to fast.
"I.. I'm sorry Nny that was so sudden," she became afraid, knowing his mental stability.
He didn't say anything, he only reached for her. She jumped back. He hung his head and tears splashed down on the counter.
"Am I that much of a monster," he muttered, his voice shaken and hurt.
She sighed. She was still afraid, but something told her, he wasn't going to hurt her. Against all that she new she went with her instincts and crawled back up on the counter. He grasped her and pulled her close to him, they were both eye to eye. She gulped.
What was he going to say next? Definitely not what she expected.
"Help me," he squeaked painfully.
She pushed his face into her bosoms cradling him gently. Underneath all he did, all the things he has done. He was just a child, pleading for the love of others, pleading for that touch, pleading for that warmth at night. He was just a child begging for help.