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How's my girl, she asked, smiling.
Properly baptized, I said, smiling right back. I figure you can tell her when and if she can wash my jizz off of her face. Shall we call it even?
5's eyes narrowed. Even.
And so off Jasmine and I went. I got her a cab, paid her a tip, told her I would be out of the country for the next two months but I would call her when I got back. She kissed me and said she'd like that. From then on I would call her no more often than every ten weeks.
I never saw 5 or 8 again.
About a week later, I was busy at work on a document that was designed to hide from our shareholders, our counterparty, our counterparty's shareholders, and the taxation authorities of four different countries the simple fact that both our company and our counterparty's companies were worthless. Wicked was looking over my shoulder, reading glasses on. Don't make this an English law deed, he's saying, formalistically it requires two signatures from each side, and then the deliberate flaw you've hidden in the consideration to make this thing implode in court won't matter. Go with a regular contract, or throw in a hidden no-demand auto-termination trigger.
He's right, of course, so as I am weighing with which of these two cocks better to fuck my company's enemies (i.e., everyone), I ask offhandedly where's Gentle.
Wicked chuckles. Funny story. Apparently, he got invited to some devil-girl's get-together and he went out for what he figured would be a pussylacious night, but when he came back, he just kept rubbing his ass and saying something about 'she said to tell your human that 5 says NOW we're even...' He still can't sit down and fart jokes make him really cranky.
Fuck him, I grumble. Do you think they'll spot the phantom arb clause here...?
- COMMENTS
ArchieWalthamover 8 years agoAuthorYou might be right about the lack of quotation marks. Many authors do that -- Irvine Welsh, Cormac McCarthy spring to mind although I'm not pretending to their talents. But it is distracting and in most other works I don't do it. I just found it fit better here. Anyway, thank you very much for taking the time to share your views and I hope you come back to check out other work of mine when it goes up.
Anonymousover 8 years agoAmongst other failings, you have not the faintest of ideas of how to denote, and punctuate, what is meant to be speech!
Absolutely no definition between descriptive text and what is, presumably, meant to be speech/conversation.
Go back to school!
Nthusiasticallyover 8 years agoI'm not a normally girl-on-girl fan, however, this was intriguing. I can't help but wonder what those three rogues have in mind next for poor Jasmine.
naughtywriter2over 8 years agoWas he off to sarcasm university to sharpen up his barbs? Great descriptions! Russian women are nothing to fuck around with (pardon the pun) It was probably best that Wicked wasn't present to see this. Another great chapter to your saga.
