Chapter Twenty-Four: Bloody Cherry Soda:

-January 11th, 2017-


Lucy sat up on her bed. She’s bored again. Time to go on the hunt.

Lucy pulled out her phone.

“Hey,” she said. “You busy right now? Nice. Meet me near the Clover. See you there.” Lucy hung up. She walked over to her closet. She didn’t feel like going all out tonight. Better go simpler for this.

She’s done this before. This isn’t anything new.


Lucy stood outside near the curb. She looked at her phone. No calls or texts from Jared. He’s probably out now. It didn’t bother her at all. It would be much better when he got back.

“Hey!” someone shouted behind her. Lucy turned around. A man stood wrapped up in a long black coat. The American woman.

“Hey,” she said. “Took you long enough.” The man smiled.

“Sorry about that,” he said. “I couldn’t get away in time.” She kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back.

“Take me inside,” Lucy whispered. They turned to the small love hotel in front of them. He panted heavily.

“You… want to go… in there?” he asked.

“Yes!” Lucy said. She playfully tugged on his hands.

“Please?” the American woman asked. The man chuckled.

“Alright,” he said. He took hold of her hands. The man led her into the hotel.


They checked in at a kiosk in the lobby. Perfect place for what they were about to do. Lucy leaned against his back.

“Mmm,” she said. His cheeks turned red. He forced himself to keep typing.

“Uh…” he said. Lucy didn’t look up.

“Hm?” she asked. The man shook his head and finished typing. A key card slid out from the slot. He turned to Lucy. She smiled at the key.

They hurried down the hall. Lucy clung onto his arm. She buried herself in his scent.

Mmm. Tobacco, cologne, sake, and soap.

His heart pounded against his chest. Lucy glanced up at him.

“You okay, babe?” she asked.

“Hm? Oh nothing. Nothing at all,” he said. Lucy giggled. They made it to the elevator. The quiet built up around him. Lucy rested her head on his shoulder.

The pair arrived at Room 318. He slid his keycard in. The door flung open. The room was small with the bed, TV, nightstand, karaoke machine, and a bathroom. Lucy walked in and flopped down onto the bed. She reached out to her date.

“Come to me,” the goth woman said. The man watched her for a moment. He slowly walked up to her. Lucy pulled him down for a kiss. The man kissed her back.

She always led the way. That’s how it was last time. He was so shy in bed. The man seemed like a virgin. Lucy didn’t care. She sat up and took off her dress. He stared with big eyes. His date took off his scarf. His coat followed behind.

Both were stripped naked. Lucy kissed him on the neck. He moaned. She leaned into his ear.

“I have something for you,” the goth woman whispered. She reached down onto the floor. Lucy smiled and felt around.

“Ah, got it,” she said. Lucy pulled out a fresh condom. The man gulped as his eyes grew big. Lucy slowly handed it to him. He snatched up and unwrapped it.

Another heated night. He was better than the last time. Her nails dug into his back.

“Ah! Harder! Harder, Big Boy! Oh! Oh!” Lucy shouted. “Oh yes! Oh! Oh!” He pounded harder at the commands. Her legs wrapped around him. The goth woman’s nails dug in deeper. He howled in pain and pleasure.

“I… I can’t hold it!” he yelled. The man came in his condom. Lucy threw back her head and reached her own climax. He collapsed on her, panting. Lucy looked into his eyes.

“You’re getting better at this,” she said. His cheeks turned red. Lucy laughed and licked his cheek.

This was going to have to do for now. Lucy could train this man to do so much. She couldn’t help but smile. She giggled to herself.

“Why are you laughing?” her date asked. Lucy smiled and shook her head.

“Oh, no reason,” she said. Her date had a funny look on his face. The goth woman only smiled.