The author does not condone, rape, mistreating others to get what you want nor murder. All are crimes under the laws of modern society. Please if you can't understand that seek professional help before the legal establishment seeks if for you in exchange for your freedom!
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Where the hell was I? All I remember was Stacy standing in front of me as I was pressed hard back against the counter edging of the bar. A boom then nothing until now! Looking up I was in front of “The Gates”, never heard of it before, so summoning up the courage I walked up the ramp and entered wondering why I was here?
Going in I found myself in a large room that only had two doors along the opposite wall. One door, what I swore was the sound of Nat King Cole crooning, the other door barely containing the raucous noise of a guitar and the smell of rotten eggs! I was about to walk towards the door with the guitar when I was stopped by a calm voice
“Hey newbie, come over here and take a seat across from me!”
A man sat just off to the entrance, in a two person booth, a glass of something to his right. As I walked over the man raised his left hand and motioned to someone. Taking the seat across from him, another guy appeared from out of nowhere , placing a glass in front of me. “Drink up this may be the last one you ever get!”
“So what brings you here?”
“I don’t know, where’s here?”
“The Gates, once known as The Pearly Gates. I’m Peter!” Holding out his left hand to me.
“Wayne, Wayne Kramer!” Taking his hand, shaking it then lifting the glass and snuffing it’s contents! Damn! Scotch, a quick sip and I could tell this was the good stuff.
“So Wayne why don’t you tell me what you do remember!” Taking a sip of his drink “Say from a month ago!” Now that caught me off guard, why from a month ago? Damn did he know about Stacy? I didn’t know what was going on but for some reason I did exactly what this Peter wanted!
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I wasn’t a bad looking guy, my father’s Spanish influence carried my features and my mother’s attitude towards others my personality. Hell At forty-two I thought of myself as a good catch. Maybe that was the reason I was in the bar drinking an after work beer while munching on beer nuts. On the screen was a rebroadcast of last night’s hockey game, which I never gave a shit about then, so why would I waste my time here watching it.
I had my back to the counter when I saw her enter the place. The look like a deer in the headlight, the way she trembled told me that this was the first time she had even been in a bar before! Your typical college kid in over her head but one hell of a good looking one. Trust me I didn’t want a relationship with her but I wouldn’t mind getting her in bed and filling her up every chance I could!
She started up towards the bar when your typical college moron who had one to many decided that she came there just for him. As she was about to pass, the moron grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto his lap. “Here is the man you were meant to be with”
Oh Christ I had to put an end to his B.S. before I spew the contents of my guts all over the place. Before The moron could bring his free hand into play, I was up and over to them “Let me guess your mother sent you here to get me to go home. Linda?”
The girl looked up and just stared at me, shaking even more as I slightly closed my left eye in a wink. I didn’t give her a chance to say anything, taking the lead and lifting her back onto her feet “Alright if you can break away from your little playmate, I’ll take you home!”
Now you had to give it to the moron, getting all macho while sitting “Hey who are you?”
“The guy that will snap your fucking neck if you don’t let my niece go!” Couldn’t tell what scared the moron more my attitude of the bulge under my right arm. With my eyes on him, his averting to look at the bottle of beer in front of him, a “Phfft” then “She wasn’t worth it anyway!”
Oh that just sealed it for me. Moving the girl out of the way, I hooked my left leg around the leg of his chair and pulled it out from under the moron. Down he went and my left foot came down hard on his flat chest, popping a couple of his ribs in the process. “Try or say anything else and it will be your balls that mash up into your skull!”
The guys with him apologized profusely for him, helping him up and staggering him out the door. I knew I didn’t have to look back to the bar, I could sense Jake’s hand pointing towards the door. I took out my wallet and dropped two bills onto the table and nodded my head and left.
Just out the door, she caught up to me and “Thank-k-k-k you what you did-d-d-d-d in there-e-e-e-e-e!” Taking my hand, pumping it like it was an oil derrick.
“I really think they all will think differently before trying anything with you again, so relax, glad I could help
Sucking in a big breath, releasing it slowly “Sorry I tend to stammer when scared! I’m Stacy, Stacy Verzin!”
Had to say, if I thought she was fuckable from a distance then this close it was all I could do to keep from taking her out back and fucking her against the dumpster! Man what a cream dream! I don’t know how but Stacy and I wound up in my pickup truck up on the point overlooking town that the college kids were calling “Climax Complete!”
Oh believe me she trembled as we sat there kissing each other. But when I got out of the pickup and went around and got her out of it, taking her to flatbed I heard more no’s than a mother does when a child asked for her to tell them how they were made. I pinned her under me and was giving her an experience that she would never forget even after the day she dies!
“Oh my god Wayne, you can’t tell me that you are proud of what you did to Stacy?”
“What I told you I didn’t want a relationship but just to bone her every chance I got!”
“So that was the only time…” I stopped old Petey before he could finish.
“You kidding Stacy moved in with me a day after her mind finally got back to her after her first orgasm!”
It was from that point on that I had Stacy go around without underwear and every time she came into a room with me I made her drop her pants or lift her skirt and spread her legs. Man, there wasn’t a day that passed that Stacy was callout for me to either be gentle with her of crying out “NO” as I fucked her in the cunt or better her ass
“Really must you be that vulgar?”
“Hey you wanted to know about us!, I just wanted to know why I’m here?” That shut Petey up so I continued
I guess it was either the fourth or fifth time that I had Stacy hard against the shower wall when she let the “L” word slip out of her mouth as she laid on the floor of the shower Can you believe that! To this day I have no idea if she meant that she loved me or loved being fucked senseless!
“Oh enough of this just tell me what you remember before waking up here?” Petey was getting pissed listening to me. I blame him, why couldn’t he just tell me why I was there, the stupid idiot!
Oh that would be this morning, Stacy was in a nasty mood after I fucked her in the ass with my cock after jamming a dildo up her cunt. Man not only was she screaming no but she was squirming under me like she was being electrocuted. I just finished cumming in her as when rolled her over and pulled the dildo out of her cunt when Stacy said “Treat me better or Sal will speak to you. Least I thought it was Sal”
Well I just ignored that and went about my day, when lunch time came around I brought a friends home with me and as you can figure out the pair of us got Stacy up against the wall in the garage and split her legs and we both had a go around fucking Stacy hard. Both of us came in her cunt and drained out bladders on her before going back to work.
A little after four I finished for the day and was in the bar with the guys when in came Stacy in a three quarter length raincoat. Now I don't know if you have the weather channel here but we are under a 75 degree sunny day so the coat was overkill. I called that out to her. “You moron there’s no need for a coat like that today!”
Turning my back to her and talking loud enough for all to hear “Stupid bitch is only good for one thing and even that hasn’t been worth doing with her!”
“You fucking bastard, Sal wants to talk to you!”
I turned back to face Stacy and looked for who she was talking about. There was no one there with her. Everyone who sat close by moved a good six feet away from her. Hell even they knew crazy when they saw it. No sooner was I about to open my mouth when Stacy whipped her coat open and brought her hands up level with her shoulders. In her hands a shotgun with that looked like intertwined hearts burned into the wooden stock. Another small heat was cut out of the barrel about an inch from the mouth.
Hollering “SAL says that you are going to treat me better!”
“Yeah right she does!” moving away from the guys “Why don’t you turn around and tarot you as out of her and get on home before I put you hard against the bar and let all who wants a piece to have their way with you!” Turning back to everyone “Oww SAL will have to talk to me!” Laughing until I saw the look on everyone’s faces.
I just spun back around to face Stacy , “It’s SOL not Sal, SHOTGUN OF LOVE!” Then a voice with different timber to it. “Stacy wants your love but all you want is her body!”
“Hey you got it all wrong!” but this SOL spoke and I felt it’s sting as I fell to the floor. Everything went black and when I opened my eyes once more, I was out front, so once more where is here?”
“Well I’m sure you have heard of the Pearly Gates and Saint Peter! Well we have to keep up with the times, so we went with the flow and opened a nightclub with entrances to both heaven and hell. Depending on what door I buzz open you’ll either be in paradise or…!”
“BUT THAT MEANS THAT I’M DEAD!”
“Well what do you think happens when a shotgun speaks?” Getting up after pressing a hidden button “You know usually I don’t recommend one over the other but I feel that you’ll fit right in with everyone in hell!”
“Hey don’t I get a say where I’m going?”
“Not when your actions speak even before you get here it doesn’t!”
The End
