Stolen

Conan

,,C'mon man! Give me something! No matter what, just tell me something about that girl. Was she hot?" I keep asking Adien, who just killed a bich.

,,I don't know, Con," he says with a sigh. ,,I didn't see her face."

,,Then I shall go to look for her. Maybe her dead body will still feel good under my touch– wait, a corpse can have an orgasm, right? Right?" He just shrugged at my question.
,,I'm sure that one of the maids already got rid of the body– but if you do find it, then be my guest, do whatever you wish." After a moment he added: ,,Just don't leave too big mess to the hallway, okay?" and with that, my best friend left the room, returning to the party. I looked at my reflection in the mirror– ginger 'middle-part-flow' styled hair, dark green eyes, and a six-pack that I could see even through my black, half-way un-buttoned shirt.
,,Oh, you're so funny..." The girl said.
,,Oh? And by the way, sweetheart, what was your name, again?" I asked with a seductive voice, tho I actually don't give a fuck about it. One bich or another, they all look the same, atleast here: short dresses, loose hair, fine bodies...
,,Josey." the girl said, blushing. I could see, even behind her cute, innocent girl face, that all she wanted was to suck my cock. What I, of course, do not mind. ,,What if we'd...take it to the hallway? It's quite crowded here." I whisper to her ear. I was already hard, probably because of how close she was to me.
She giggled as I moved down her neck, kissing her, grabbing her boobs, my other hand in her hair. Then I pulled down her dress, her chest now bare. She was pretty, like all the others. Usual.

She moaned the whole time, her boobs jumping up and down as I fucked her. When we were finished, I let her collapse to the floor, letting her lick my dick for a moment, before taking a step back, and looking at her.
,,Phatetick..." I mumbled at her body, her dress only covering her ribcage, bottom and top bare. Then I took my leave.

As I walked through the hallway, I heard a...moan? No, more like a...cry? I walked towards the sound, until I finally found a body, a female body on the floor, a wound in her stomack. I smirked. ,,So you must be the..." I concidered using the word 'bich' or 'slut', but thought that maybe she wouldn't get the joke, ,,the girl my friend 'killed', hm?" she didn't answer, only winced as I picked her up in bridal style.

,,You don't look too...happy." I teased her, as I drove my sports car through the city (I might have crossed the speed limit...) towards the hospital. I didn't expect her to answer, so you, my dear, hopefully sexy reader, can imagine my suprise, when the girl said: ,,Oh, you think so?" and grunted then. I laughed. ,,You know," I say, as I pick her up from the car again, walking towards the entrance of the EMO, ,,I hoped to fuck you when I'd find your dead body." At her questioning gaze, I added: ,,Adien told me that he killed someone." I frown a little, ,,as I see then he still can not bring himself to shoot you to the head, just smacks you uncounchious and shoots your..." I look at her dark blue dress, stomack part covered in blood that leakes to my black shirt.
Until that moment I hadn't had time to take a good look on her. And oh my dear god, she looked ill. Very pale, and I'm not kidding. As white as driven snow, lips almost with no colour. I hope, really hope that I can say that it comes from the blood loss.

In the EMO, I used my charms to convince the nurse to keep her little mouth shut. In other words, I seducted her, and told her not to ask questions. I really was not in the mood to answer them.
After about two hours that I spent sitting in the corridor, a doctor or a nurse– I don't know, and nor do I care– came to tell me, that she's doing 'bit better'.
Well he was clearly lying: The girl was still very pale, sick looking. And now, with better light, I could see her appearence. She was...well, for my standards, she was ugly. Now don't get me wrong, my sweetheart who you are reading it, she didn't look monstrous or something, not beasty, just avrage. Not like a model, I mean. Far from that.
No, her teeth was not gritted.
No, she didn't have acne or something.
And no, there was nothing exactly disturbing in her pale face, but it wasn't stunning. Her eyes were quite gray, her lips still only light pink, hair random tone of brown, and oh so pale. She was also– and I feel no guilt saying those following words– skinny. She had absolutely no curves:
Zero breasts.
Zero ass, as much as I could tell.
Maybe only good thing was zero body fat.
,,Oh dear..." I said, and raised my eyebrows at her. She was asleep, so I stayied there, on the chair, and looked at her over and over again. And the more I did, the more I looked at that boring, but also captivating pale face, the more I thought of one thing:
Oh god, how much I wan't to fuck her.