Neighborhood Whore

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“What the fuck is this?!” It was the scream heard round the world, or at least around the apartment complex. “Answer me young lady!” The voice was that of fifty three year old Gwendolyn Veracruz who lived in the apartment directly above mine. Gwendolyn was an avid church attendee and seldom user of the profane languages. She wasn’t known for shouting but today she was easily drowning out the sounds of pouring rain.

“Nothing!” Came the response. That would be her daughter Crystal. Twenty three years old 36 D bra and size 10 pants. Her blonde hair would reach the middle of her back if she let it. Instead it was done up in a lazy lopsided bun on the back of her head. Her mother was holding a used condom in one hand.

“Don’t lie to me young lady!” Gwendolyn screeched stepping closer to her daughter, close enough to slap her if she felt so inclined. Judging by how badly her hands were trembling the thought had definitely entered her mind. “I know what this is!” She screamed at her cowering daughter.

“Mom! I’m used protection!” She screamed back taking a step away from her mother at the same time.

“You had sex, in my house!” Gwen screamed raising her hand up over her head. Even at her age she was still a slender woman, attractive by most standards. She had an average bust and a slender figure that most of guys had given at least a second glance.

I couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation from my room and Crystal couldn’t remember enough of it to tell me later. The next important part was that in the middle of a screaming contest that rattled my windows a door slammed.

“Fine I don’t need you anyway!” Crystal screamed at the top of her lungs before collapsing into a crying heap right outside my door. The rain had already soaked the black tee shirt she’d worn to her breasts.

This is the point of the story where every guy tells you that he went outside and the girl just tried to suck his dick right off. Either that or he was such an incredibly handsome man with such skills that he took an innocent girl and turned her out in a matter of hours. Well the reality of things isn’t quite as glamorous as that.

We’ll start with me. I’m barely six feet tall and I weigh less than one hundred eighty pounds. I’m skinny, like you can count my ribs if I position myself properly skinny. I don’t have an amazing face and I wasn’t popular growing up or at the time that this happened either. A lot of people consider me a major nerd though I prefer the term intellectual. The point is that I’m more comfortable playing Devil May Cry 3 with my brand new John Cena CD than I am playing football listening to 50 Cent. I’ve had two girlfriends and I’m turning twenty seven this year so figure it out, I don’t have the super skills and I’m not Vin Diesel either. My only saving grace is that like most black men I have pretty big dick or so I’m told. I’ve been told eight inches is a lot.

Crystal just wasn’t going to attack me out on the balcony by ripping off her clothing either. She usually didn’t think of herself as attractive. Its part of the curse of modern society, any girl above a size six is considered fat. Its not that I didn’t find her attractive, she had a great set of tits on her and a pretty face. Just that she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything even dressed in her black tee shirt and boxers beneath that. She hadn’t even bothered to put on shoes before running out in the rain.

I still had a beer in one hand when I walked over and opened the door looking down at her. “Hey get in here, no need sitting out here in the rain.” Crystal looked at me over her shoulder trying to quickly wipe away some of her tears before facing me. She sized me up for a moment. I was probably a pretty laughable sight at the moment, a pair of black boxers and a wife beater. No shoes or socks I was just staying at home drinking and playing video games after all. She paused slightly and then nodded and pulled herself to her feet and slid into my apartment.

Honestly calling where I live an apartment is a gross overstatement. I have a room that has a bed and a sink with a mirror attached and a stove. My television and my Playstation 2 sit across from my bed and along with my refrigerator make up the entirety of my belongings. I don’t even have a dresser; I have a clean pile located to the right of my bed and a dirty pile located in the corner by my bathroom. My bathroom is just a separate room with a toilet and a stand up one man shower in it.

I barely gave her a second glance as I sat back down on my bed and went back to my game. I was in the middle of battling a three headed ice dog so I was only half interested in her. “If you want something to drink there is plenty of stuff in the cabinets. Crystal smiled slightly and walked over to the fridge as I went back my game. Crystal had made herself something with rum and fruit punch and started sipping at it.

“So what was that all about?” I asked without looking at her.

“Guess you heard that huh?”

“I think everybody did, your mother has quite a pair of lungs.” I replied.

“My mother is just insane. She thinks that just because it’s her house that I should do exactly what she wants and act just like she did when my was my age.” Crystal shouted taking a swig of her drink.

“So that’s what all that was about.” I tossed the controller down and went for my beer.

“No she found a condom.” She whispered lowering her head slightly. “She’s fucking pissed, like she never had sex before.”

“Well it is her house.” I mentioned between swallows. When she started talking again I tossed my bottle aside and went for another. “You want me to get you something?” She handed me up her glass and I took it with me filling it back up with some more rum, mostly rum this time along with grabbing another beer and heading back over to the bed.

Crystal took her glass from me and took a single sip before setting it down her face twisting as she swallowed. “You know you don’t have to do this.”

“Hmmm?”

“Get me drunk, I know why you’re being nice to me and its ok.”

I raised a brow as I looked down at her letting a slight smile curl over my lips. “It’s ok?”

“Yeah it’s ok. I know that guys are only nice to girls for one reason. I’d rather have sex with you than be out in the rain.” Crystal said softly. “You can use me. I won’t complain.”

It only took a moment for it to settle in that I had a girl who was willing to let me use her for whatever I wanted. “So I can do anything I want to you?” She nodded. “Like make you suck my dick?” She responded by turning around and starting to tug at my boxers. “Whoa I didn’t say suck, I was just asking. What about putting it in your ass?” She nodded again. “How long do you want to stay with me?” The ideas of what I could do with this woman were dancing through my mind.

“As long as you’ll keep me.” Crystal said.

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