Message-ID: <37201asstr$1026040204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <shellgirlk@aol.com> From: shellgirlk@aol.com333x2 (ShellGirlK) X-Original-Message-ID: <20020707055732.00960.00002535@mb-mo.aol.com> X-MailScanner: Passed X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 07 Jul 2002 09:57:32 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Reggie the Pervert (p1 of ?) Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2002 07:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/37201> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw (this story began as something else, but quickly became ASSM fair... I hope you enjoy. It's sort of R. Crumb like... please feel free to leave feedback.) The night was not rainy, nor cold, nor particularly warm. It asn't cloudy or breathtakingly starry. It was a night. Any Cynic would tell you. The light dimly glowed inside the office of Regienhold "Reggie" M. Davis, a blue bic pen scribbling notes, one hand typing mechanical commands into the office system. "take out the trash, wash the car, do laundry, repaint bathroom" on and on went the note. Reggie sat in his car, a beaten down Buic, the gas tank threatened to fall off, or explode. Or both. The steering column was broken and moved if one pushed too hard. The seats were ripped, duct tape covered the tears. The paint was entirely gone, as was the vinyl top. He realized, watching the strands of hookers blurr by outside thw windows of his car, that he was slowly and surely decaying. It happened again, that night, same as it always did. The moment he closed his eyes, she was there. Skipping over minty green hills in her pink baby-doll dress, her pert schoolgirl ass peaking out under 20-something layers of petticoats. She lapped, happily at a cartoonishly oversized lollypop , until things started to go wrong. All the happy 30's style cartoon flowers began spitting at her, and trying to rip off her clothes, and her lollipop, half eaten, got very angry. She dropped it to the ground as she ran and Reggie's sleeping body writhed in some festering sexual fantasy. The lollipop, as always, seemed to grow and change, and became something between a peice of candy and a mutant freak of nature, it's throbbing erection bouncing in front of it as it persued the fleeing girl. The flowers would grab at her ancles, tripping her, until eventually, she fell. Reggie groaned, rolling onto his stomach, humping at the stained matress. Her dress was never torn, nor pulled away, but inevitably flung up, exposing her bare , supple behind that Reggie so remembered from his early years. "What a pretty peach" the lollipop would say. And Begin banging it's erection at her ass haphazzardly, more intent on bruising and humilliating her than gaining penetration. It dragged her legs up beside it, and began masturbating itself with her bare feet. Reggie bolted awake, sweating, and grunting. Reggie stared out the 10th floor window, not even a decent view. Just a few feet to the next office building, he inevitably stared at Veronica as she worked. He didn't know if that was her real name, but it didn't matter. She wore heels like a Veronica would wear. He wondered what kind of woman it took to be on six inch heels eight hours a day running papers in an office. Her ass kept calling him away from his work. He was ever so glad his desk faced away from the door. As he began his daily ritual, he noticed something new, Veronical tipped back in her desk chair and kicked off her heels,She began rubbing her feet, in a half-lotus position, and seemed to be enjoying it. As her free hand slid down to her crotch, Reggie lost control, and gave the underside of his desk a fresh coat of paint. ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+