He could not take his
eyes of her, she was beautiful! The way she laughed, the way she
moved and even the way she held her pint. A relative simple thing
holding a pint but she almost made it an art. Her long fingers with
the purple nails that shone in the light, a ring on every finger,
touched the glass as if it was pure crystal; it caused a stir in his
belly.
He loved jewellery and touched his own golden chain with the large and very solid shackles around his neck; something he often did. He paid a hideous amount of money for it. The deep yellow coloured beautifully by his black earrings in the delicate golden settings and the complicated tattoo in his neck.
He loved jewellery and touched his own golden chain with the large and very solid shackles around his neck; something he often did. He paid a hideous amount of money for it. The deep yellow coloured beautifully by his black earrings in the delicate golden settings and the complicated tattoo in his neck.
No,
he was definitely not Mr. Average! He was not dull or dreary. The
girls in the Gym loved him and although he had never been in love
with one of them, he made love to quite a few. Usually one night
stands but who cared; his whole life was still in front of him and
the workouts to improve his already impressive shape, were more
important than walking around with a high heeled and half naked sexy
girl on his muscular arm.
To
be honest, as soon as a girl showed signs of claiming him, he backed
off immediately. He was not well educated but the girls that fancied
him were worse. It was fine as long as they flattered him but as soon
as they started talking about wedding dresses or even worse,
children, his underdeveloped brains registered 'DANGER'. Indeed in
capitals, red capitals. All alarm bells went off and he started the
only defence he knew: ignoring. Quite often if not always, the girl
moved on to another fellow bodybuilder.
But this girl in the Pub was different. He knew she was far more intelligent, he could tell by the look in her eyes. The way she looked at him. He noticed immediately that he caught her attention and the stir in his belly became stronger when she smiled at him without interrupting the conversation with the girl next to her who was less beautiful but like her friend muscular and with stunning legs.
But this girl in the Pub was different. He knew she was far more intelligent, he could tell by the look in her eyes. The way she looked at him. He noticed immediately that he caught her attention and the stir in his belly became stronger when she smiled at him without interrupting the conversation with the girl next to her who was less beautiful but like her friend muscular and with stunning legs.
He
was not interested in the other girl, he was interested in 'purple
nails' as he called her until he found out what her real name was.
And he was desperate to find that out as soon as possible!
He finished his drink, rolled his muscles while he watched the two girls.
He finished his drink, rolled his muscles while he watched the two girls.
'Purple
nails' whispered something in the ear of her friend who now turned
round to take a look at him. This must be his very lucky night; two
amazing girls, two Amazons who were clearly interested in him. He
smiled back and lowered his eye lids halfway. He was well aware of
the effect he had with his long dark eye lashes and mysterious green
eyes and again he was successful: the girls winked and raised their
glasses. He knew not to look too greedy and he tilted his head a
little, smiled and looked around if he wanted to say: “You probably
mean someone else instead of me?” The girls laughed and winked
again.
He
left his stool and walked slowly to impress them with his godly body;
the golden chain sparkled by every move.
The
girls kept smiling but did not giggle; another proof so he thought,
that they were different than the Gym Groupies. They introduced
themselves as Suzie and Janet, two ordinary names for two
extraordinary girls, this crossed his mind before he mentioned his
own name: Alejandro (which was of course not his real name but it
sounded so more exotic than Alex).
The girls, who admired his body while he stood in between them hoping there would soon be a stool available so he could show them his mighty thighs in the best position, offered him a pint but he refused and offered them a drink instead. “What ever you want, I pay” and took his wallet from his pocket. A wallet with a chain, particularly after last night's deal where he earned a lot of money! He was not stupid so left a part of it at home but he was going to use a great amount of it tonight to treat his 'Amazons'.
The girls, who admired his body while he stood in between them hoping there would soon be a stool available so he could show them his mighty thighs in the best position, offered him a pint but he refused and offered them a drink instead. “What ever you want, I pay” and took his wallet from his pocket. A wallet with a chain, particularly after last night's deal where he earned a lot of money! He was not stupid so left a part of it at home but he was going to use a great amount of it tonight to treat his 'Amazons'.
The
girls said they did not want expensive drinks as he looked like
someone who worked hard for his money. An honest person they did not
want to rip off.
But
he said that money was not a problem and joked that he could always
sell his 20 carat chain. Suzie with the purple nails, bend over to
touch the chain and made sure she also softly scratched his skin,
knowing the effect it was going to have on him. “Is it really
gold?” she asked admiringly. “Aren't you afraid someone is going
to steal it from you?”
He laughed, moved his arms and said: “Have you seen my muscles? No one will dare to steal it!” Both girls stared with large admiring eyes at his muscles and asked if they could feel how strong they were.
He laughed, moved his arms and said: “Have you seen my muscles? No one will dare to steal it!” Both girls stared with large admiring eyes at his muscles and asked if they could feel how strong they were.
He
almost blushed when 2 pair of elegant hands folded around his arms
and softly squeezed. Suzie squeezed a little longer than Janet as if
she was reluctant to let him go. He watched her eyes and noticed she
bit on her lower lip which was, he thought, extremely sexy. The stir
in his belly changed into another feeling of which he hoped it was no
visible for her. But both girls were polite and kept looking at his
eyes. Janet mentioned his long eye lashes and the green colour of his
eyes: “Like a grassy field in the morning dew, aren't they
Suzie?”
And Suzie agreed, telling him she never saw green eyes
like his before and that, oh how cheeky she was, the colour must
change into a deep green like a wild ocean when he was emotional.
It
was at this point that he fell for Suzie, his heart started to race
and his blood pressure did things to his body that were not
appropriate in a Pub.
And
suddenly he wanted to leave the Pub, wanting to go somewhere where he
could make love to her, even if it was with Janet too. He could
handle it as along as Suzie was part of it. But of course you did not
tell a lady this within the first 10 minutes after the introduction,
so he behaved but was not sure for how long.
The two girls knew exactly what was going on with Alejandro. They played this game before and always successful. It was not a coincidence they met him in the Pub, they knew from a friend Alejandro would have called a Gym Groupie, that he was going to be here. The friend that knew about last night's deal because Alejandro did have more muscles than brains and because he loved himself more than anything else... well... apart from his golden chain and other jewellery of course he bragged about.
The two girls knew exactly what was going on with Alejandro. They played this game before and always successful. It was not a coincidence they met him in the Pub, they knew from a friend Alejandro would have called a Gym Groupie, that he was going to be here. The friend that knew about last night's deal because Alejandro did have more muscles than brains and because he loved himself more than anything else... well... apart from his golden chain and other jewellery of course he bragged about.
He
was such an easy victim and like so many men before him, overwhelmed
by the charm of Suzie and the prospect of an evening full of fun and
beyond with two girls! He was a young stallion with racing hormones
and they knew how to handle him.
It
was not very likely that he was going to remember much tomorrow, the
pills in combination with the alcohol were going to do their work. As
soon as the mist in his head would clear up, he was going to have a
lot of questions; not only about Suzie and Janet who he was not going
to recognize again - if there was a chance of meeting again anyway, wigs, false lashes, coloured lenses were mighty weapons - but also
about some if his precious belongings.
But
how little did all of three knew how the evening was going to end.
Never before had the pills such an effect on someone. Instead of
making him sleepy before his wild night started, it made him
psychotic and he fought for his life. He was out of control, cried,
yelled and frantically waved his arms to chase away the demons that
occupied his not so developed brains.....
The jogger that lost his way in the woods because his mind was elsewhere, discovered an old rusty car he had never seen before. He looked around but did not even see a path. How could he have been so stupid?
The jogger that lost his way in the woods because his mind was elsewhere, discovered an old rusty car he had never seen before. He looked around but did not even see a path. How could he have been so stupid?
The
sun disappeared behind the clouds and did not guide him where to
go.
The
temperature dropped quickly and standing still, he felt the cold. He
took the fleece from his rucksack and put it on. It felt much warmer
but there was still a cold feeling he could not explain and which
caused unpleasant shivers and goosebumps. He looked at his mobile to
find the GPS and to run home from there.
Photo: @beautifully_derelict_ni (Instagram) |
The jogger sighed in relief, as a pathologist he had seen worse and he knew his first impression was going to be helpful for the police he was going to call right now with the coordinates of this place. It was within his district and he knew he was going to do the post mortem, very curious to know if indeed the only thing that still remained as it was, caused the death by strangulation: the golden chain with the massive and solid shackles.
Word of thanks:the photo of @beautifully_derelict_ni (Instagram) inspired me to write this story and I was given permission to use the photo as an illustration for which I am very grateful. Thank you Jules! X
Link: please visit the beautiful Instagram account of @beautifully_derelict_ni
Note: the story is pure fiction! A figment of my imagination!
Helen
Link: please visit the beautiful Instagram account of @beautifully_derelict_ni
Note: the story is pure fiction! A figment of my imagination!
Helen
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