Some time has passed, and I think I'm starting to settle in. I've already gotten a couple of promotions at work, and now that painting is a part of daily task, I'm getting so much deeper into my craft. I'm starting to get more acquainted with the neighborhood. I'm becoming better friends with Travis, and he's actually started throwing some discounts my way. Of course one of the first real friends I make in this town is the local drug dealer. I swear every day it begins to make more and more sense how I failed out of Art school. I will say though, all of the weed and cocaine has really been good for my art. I've sold some small works to a gallery, but I still need to go into work everyday to pay my bills. 

 

I've also gotten into working out. I'm lazy as hell and feel like absolute shit afterwards, but this gym is amazing. Every woman in town comes here, and its heaven.

 

 

Also, I swear every time I get ready to leave, somebody is getting fucked in the showers...

 

 

The other day, the sexiest woman I've ever seen came by the gym. I don't even think she ended up working out, she just walked into one of the fitness rooms and started dancing with her friends. I hadn't seen her in town yet, and honestly, I was shocked. Her body was absolutely cracked, and that tattoo across her side was a masterpiece. 

 

 

I'm not the boldest guy on the planet, but I legit fell off of a treadmill staring. I had to go say what's up. Her name was Candy.  We got to chat and flirt for a little bit before she had to go to work, but we did exchange numbers and planned to meet up at some point.

 

 

Later that night, I was kicking it at home, watching some TV and getting ready to smoke, when I got a phone call out of the blue. It was my neighbor, Summer. 

 

"Hey, Julius. Is it cool if I come by for a bit? I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm having a really bad night." she asked. She's right, we've said "hi" in passing, but I hadn't seen her much since the initial welcome to the neighborhood. I wonder what's up. 

 

"Sure," I replied "I'm just hanging out watching some TV." 

 

 

About 10-15 minutes later, I got a knock at my door.  Summer looked very upset, but I didn't know what was wrong. She also looked absolutely gorgeous. Keep it together you bum, she's coming by because she's SAD. STOP IT. 

 

 

So, after opening the door and chatting for a bit, I discovered Summer had taken some LSD and was just having a sad trip.

 

"Haha, you don't really look like a partier" I joked, "Travis is always talking about how you're such a stick in the mud." That one must've struck a nerve, because as soon as I said it, her face dropped. "Travis is such a dick." she began. "He's so full of himself and thinks he's such hot shit because everyone in Willow Creek buys from him. All he does is cause problems." Damn, I thought he was the SHIT, good to know though. 

 

She then continued, "When we moved in together, we agreed that none of us could date each other, because it would mess up our housing situation. Lately, him and Liberty have been hanging out a lot more and acting weird and secretive around me. I know I'm tripping balls right now, but I feel like something is going on and I can't put my finger on it." At this point, she had begun sobbing. What the fuck do I even do here? "I wouldn't even be mad if they told me! I think they're just hiding things from me because I've been complaining about being alone for so long." Jesus Christ. It's 1 AM, and this bitch is tripping balls and crying on my porch. Literally its art school all over again, but this time, she's not an ex I cheated on. 

 

 

"Please come inside, you shouldn't be out here like this.." I said, trying to keep my cool. Loud-ass... 

 

As soon as we got inside, her expression totally changed. "Do you ever get lonely, Julius?" she asked, quietly. "I'm so lonely... please help me." She said, grabbing my hands. "I hate feeling like this... I took acid tonight to try and unwind. Please... come make me feel better.."

 

Note to self: Travis might be a dick, but it sounds like he has some INSANE LSD. 

 

Before I knew it, she was walking over to my couch and taking off her jumpsuit. Something is in the water in this town, I swear. I've never had this much luck with women. 

 

 

Her tongue was ridiculous. I don't know if it was the LSD, or if she was just a freak, but she working her mouth all over me. I tried to go deeper into her throat, but she pushed my hands away and told me to relax. "I don't do that, but I've also never gotten a complaint before" she chuckled, before getting back to it. It was almost like she wasn't even sad anymore. Is she bipolar? 

 

 

"Mmm. I've been wanting to do this since the welcome wagon. You taste so good..." My goodness. I had a feeling she did, but I thought she was just being a friendly neighbor. 

 

 

She stood up. "Lie back," she said, "I want to sit on it..."

 

 

At this point, I was no longer in control of the situation. They way she was grinding on me and riding me was driving her insane. Her pussy was so tight and getting so wet, it was starting to lea onto my couch. I was at a loss for words. 

 

"Ungh, I can't stop, you're stretching me out!" She moaned as she kept bouncing harder and faster on my lap. She's so fucking sexy. I can't believe this. 

 

 

"AAAHHHH I'M CUMMING!" 

 

 

"Is everyone in this town a freak?" I gasped out loud. "*Ungh* I don't know. Everyone here is *mmph* very open about their desires" she responded between moans. "This really is a bad part of the world, but in the best way possible."

 

 

She's really done everything... I can't hold it anymore... "I'm about to cum!!" I yelled. I tried to lift her off me, but she pushed me back into the seat and started smiling...

 

 

She started bouncing harder and faster... and just like that, I came deep inside of her. Like I said, I was never in control of this situation, and honestly, it was sexy as hell. LSD is one hell of a drug. 

 

 

After we wrapped up and cooled down. We sat, talked, and smoked a blunt while her trip came to a close. Summer's cool as hell, but I'm almost positive the reason she's burnt about Liberty and Travis is because she wants him for herself. I can see things getting ugly in that household, but then again, it's none of my business... I'll pull up for drugs and parties, but I should keep my thoughts out of this one. 

 

 

Summer came down and thanked me for spending some time with her through the trip. As she left, she did leave me with a really good idea. 

 

"Hey, so you're really good at painting, right? Have you ever considered doing commissions? I'm sure people around here would pay top dollar for some portraits or requests... Think about it."

 

Damn, that's not a bad idea...

 

TO BE CONTINUED....