Post by hotspot on Oct 5, 2008 16:11:53 GMT -5
Thanks to Kiss and her sarcastic yet lovable butler Pendleton Cal was feeling much better, they had looked after him whilst his wounds healed Kiss looked after his other needs mostly but that was all good. Cal hadn't heard much from Brent Starr after he was taken from the hospital in fact he didn't know if Brent was taken by the mob or not. Kiss had thrown Cal at for the night so he was looking for another bed to share. Cal walked into a club, he looked around nobody recognized him due to the new look Kiss had insisted he have. Brown short hair, clean shaven a far cry from his Christian Cage blonde look
"Now this is a nice place, plenty of potential. Now who is the lucky girl"
Cal was really spoiled for choice, he didn't know who the lucky girl was or rather the "UN" lucky girl. Cal approached the bar and ordered a rum and coke, seemed that the new look was followed by a new attitude. Maybe Kiss of all people was straightening Cal out, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Cal took a sip of his drink and scanned the room again, then he turned to the bar tender
"Dude can you tell me if any of the girls here are involved with heavies?"
"Not sure what you mean sir?"
"OK, I want to find a girl that leads me to a peaceful night and not one where a psycho boyfriend will chase me for screwing his girl"
"Ah sir, just stay away from the VIP section. Most of the 'Heavies' hang in there"
"Gotcha, so any fine women you got your eye on?"
"Sir I remain professional, at least until my shift ends"
Cal didn't buy that for a second and he walked away in search of the "lucky" lady, then he takes another sip of his drink. Cal then is a struck by a vision of beauty sitting all alone, blonde, long smooth legs accompanied by the shortest of skirts, Cal examined every inch of her. His heart fluttering as he had never seen such beauty and then he made his move
WHAM
a hand came down on the table next to him and a large women blocked his path
"CAL"
Cal recognized the women it was one of his conquests and obviously that wasn't a good night for him, but he also knew her as she was from his home town and lived a block away from him.
"Oh shit, I mean CANDICE"
Nervously he took a drink, before the woman grabbed him and hugged him lifting him off his feet and spinning round. Cal was powerless to stop her, and this was making him uncomfortable and he looked over to the pretty girl who was now leaving with someone else
"Where have you been, I have been waiting for your call for the last 3 years, you devil"
Then the powerful woman put him down, built like a shot putter and she was easily stronger than him. Candice grabbed his hand
"Erm..."
Candice then began to drag Cal across the club floor, his shoes simply couldn't grip the floor as he tried to pull his hand free from her grasp
"Never mind we have to catch up"
"But..."
"I know Cal one track mind so we can catch up after we do it"
OMG Cal thinks to himself and he tries again to break free, people in the club are laughing at him being so over powered. It was a sight to see and was proof that your past really does come back to haunt you
"Night boys"
Candice says as she drags Cal out of the door
"Help me you know it's wrong"
The doormen are just glad its somebody else getting it and not them, one even laughs at him struggling in vain. Candice drags Cal over to her car she unlocks it and stuffs him into it and forces him to scoot over to the passenger side. Cal tries the door but it won't open then he looks at the handle and it is twisted, then he looks to the wheel and it is also a bit twisted he gulps a little. Candice starts the car and begins to drive
"We'll go to my motel room, you mind if we get some chicken first?"
Cal shakes his head, it was really all he could do. He noticed an unusual dashboard air freshener. I large wrestler in a singlet
"Humungo?"
Candice heard him say that then she ripped it off the dash board and put it inside the door, it was someone whom she admired Cal guessed. Cal then watched as the city so full of life and now he was trapped unsure what to do, clearly Candice was stronger than him. He did think about breaking the glass and bailing once they got to the drive thru but Cal was afraid of smashing glass, a bad accident in his youth. They arrived at the drive thru, and Candice ordered a bucket of chicken, fries and a DIET coke
"On a diet eh?"
Sarcasm from Cal pure and simple, it was all he could say
"Of sorts"
Candice tried to suck in her stomach a little, the sarcasm in Cal's words went undetected and she registered it as a complement. Then she received the food and pulled to the nearest parking space. Cal watched her eat a meal that he understood was intended for a family of 4. Candice finished it and then slurped down the coke.
"Good eatin'?"
Candice smiled at him and he could see all of the chicken grease on her face and it appeared to have ran between her cleavage once there Cal's eyes didn't move, it was probably the best place to look really. Then again she started the Car and drove across the street to the motel opposite the drive thru
"Heh, I guess having that nearby is handy"
"Plays hell on my thighs"
Cal then shudders once he thought of her thighs, Candice then exits the car and she pulls Cal out of it too. Then she leads him to her motel room, and closes the door behind them. Cal notices a bed and crates of beer, and then he thinks "at least I'll be drunk, so am not to blame or responsible" then he walks over to one
"Mind if I have some beer?"
"Sure it's not mine?"
Cal then popped the top off of one and chugged it down...
...Many many beers later Cal is lying on the bed with Candice he slowly opens his eyes to see her staring at him like he was a Twinkie or some other sort of snack food. Then he sees that she is naked, and he feels like he has had some very rough sex.
"We didn't?"
Candice nods
"No we can't have?"
Candice nods again
"Yeah we did and you were great"
Cal shakes his head
"No no no"
"Yes yes yes"
Cal then gets out of the bed and he is followed by Candice
"I have to go now"
"Oh no you don't not this time"
Cal walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind him so Candice couldn't follow him, and he looks in the mirror and sighs. Then he looks at himself and wonders why he got into such messes, then he scratches his chest and he notices a shine in the mirror then he looks at his finger
"ARRRGGGGGHHHHHH!"
He jumps up and down in shock at seeing the ring on his finger
"Cal what's wrong?"
Cal then opens the door and walks toward Candice and she slowly backs until she can back up no further, he thrusts the ring in her face before grabbing her left hand to see a matching ring. Were they married or not
"Oh my god we are, shit I'm ruined"
"HUH?"
"OK Cal who might have been in the same situation, you wake up married to somebody who is a lar...."
He sees Candice getting mad
"a lovely person but not your type"
It seemed to have calmed down the bison for now, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number...
"Now this is a nice place, plenty of potential. Now who is the lucky girl"
Cal was really spoiled for choice, he didn't know who the lucky girl was or rather the "UN" lucky girl. Cal approached the bar and ordered a rum and coke, seemed that the new look was followed by a new attitude. Maybe Kiss of all people was straightening Cal out, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Cal took a sip of his drink and scanned the room again, then he turned to the bar tender
"Dude can you tell me if any of the girls here are involved with heavies?"
"Not sure what you mean sir?"
"OK, I want to find a girl that leads me to a peaceful night and not one where a psycho boyfriend will chase me for screwing his girl"
"Ah sir, just stay away from the VIP section. Most of the 'Heavies' hang in there"
"Gotcha, so any fine women you got your eye on?"
"Sir I remain professional, at least until my shift ends"
Cal didn't buy that for a second and he walked away in search of the "lucky" lady, then he takes another sip of his drink. Cal then is a struck by a vision of beauty sitting all alone, blonde, long smooth legs accompanied by the shortest of skirts, Cal examined every inch of her. His heart fluttering as he had never seen such beauty and then he made his move
WHAM
a hand came down on the table next to him and a large women blocked his path
"CAL"
Cal recognized the women it was one of his conquests and obviously that wasn't a good night for him, but he also knew her as she was from his home town and lived a block away from him.
"Oh shit, I mean CANDICE"
Nervously he took a drink, before the woman grabbed him and hugged him lifting him off his feet and spinning round. Cal was powerless to stop her, and this was making him uncomfortable and he looked over to the pretty girl who was now leaving with someone else
"Where have you been, I have been waiting for your call for the last 3 years, you devil"
Then the powerful woman put him down, built like a shot putter and she was easily stronger than him. Candice grabbed his hand
"Erm..."
Candice then began to drag Cal across the club floor, his shoes simply couldn't grip the floor as he tried to pull his hand free from her grasp
"Never mind we have to catch up"
"But..."
"I know Cal one track mind so we can catch up after we do it"
OMG Cal thinks to himself and he tries again to break free, people in the club are laughing at him being so over powered. It was a sight to see and was proof that your past really does come back to haunt you
"Night boys"
Candice says as she drags Cal out of the door
"Help me you know it's wrong"
The doormen are just glad its somebody else getting it and not them, one even laughs at him struggling in vain. Candice drags Cal over to her car she unlocks it and stuffs him into it and forces him to scoot over to the passenger side. Cal tries the door but it won't open then he looks at the handle and it is twisted, then he looks to the wheel and it is also a bit twisted he gulps a little. Candice starts the car and begins to drive
"We'll go to my motel room, you mind if we get some chicken first?"
Cal shakes his head, it was really all he could do. He noticed an unusual dashboard air freshener. I large wrestler in a singlet
"Humungo?"
Candice heard him say that then she ripped it off the dash board and put it inside the door, it was someone whom she admired Cal guessed. Cal then watched as the city so full of life and now he was trapped unsure what to do, clearly Candice was stronger than him. He did think about breaking the glass and bailing once they got to the drive thru but Cal was afraid of smashing glass, a bad accident in his youth. They arrived at the drive thru, and Candice ordered a bucket of chicken, fries and a DIET coke
"On a diet eh?"
Sarcasm from Cal pure and simple, it was all he could say
"Of sorts"
Candice tried to suck in her stomach a little, the sarcasm in Cal's words went undetected and she registered it as a complement. Then she received the food and pulled to the nearest parking space. Cal watched her eat a meal that he understood was intended for a family of 4. Candice finished it and then slurped down the coke.
"Good eatin'?"
Candice smiled at him and he could see all of the chicken grease on her face and it appeared to have ran between her cleavage once there Cal's eyes didn't move, it was probably the best place to look really. Then again she started the Car and drove across the street to the motel opposite the drive thru
"Heh, I guess having that nearby is handy"
"Plays hell on my thighs"
Cal then shudders once he thought of her thighs, Candice then exits the car and she pulls Cal out of it too. Then she leads him to her motel room, and closes the door behind them. Cal notices a bed and crates of beer, and then he thinks "at least I'll be drunk, so am not to blame or responsible" then he walks over to one
"Mind if I have some beer?"
"Sure it's not mine?"
Cal then popped the top off of one and chugged it down...
...Many many beers later Cal is lying on the bed with Candice he slowly opens his eyes to see her staring at him like he was a Twinkie or some other sort of snack food. Then he sees that she is naked, and he feels like he has had some very rough sex.
"We didn't?"
Candice nods
"No we can't have?"
Candice nods again
"Yeah we did and you were great"
Cal shakes his head
"No no no"
"Yes yes yes"
Cal then gets out of the bed and he is followed by Candice
"I have to go now"
"Oh no you don't not this time"
Cal walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind him so Candice couldn't follow him, and he looks in the mirror and sighs. Then he looks at himself and wonders why he got into such messes, then he scratches his chest and he notices a shine in the mirror then he looks at his finger
"ARRRGGGGGHHHHHH!"
He jumps up and down in shock at seeing the ring on his finger
"Cal what's wrong?"
Cal then opens the door and walks toward Candice and she slowly backs until she can back up no further, he thrusts the ring in her face before grabbing her left hand to see a matching ring. Were they married or not
"Oh my god we are, shit I'm ruined"
"HUH?"
"OK Cal who might have been in the same situation, you wake up married to somebody who is a lar...."
He sees Candice getting mad
"a lovely person but not your type"
It seemed to have calmed down the bison for now, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number...