Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20151104000342/@comment-26948101-20151105054140

"We've gotta stop meeting like this.." I say to her as I start nuzzling her breasts through her shirt. Even before we ended up on the floor, I couldn't help but notice how erect her nipples were- and since it was in the 70's, I figured the ambient temperature had nothing to do with it.

"You're absolutely right..." she says as she picks me up by the scruff of my neck. We're heading towards a dimly lit side door, and as soon as she flung it open, she tosses me into a poorly lit back alley.

"Don't ever come back..." she snarls as she's ready to slam the door shut.

"HEY!!" I call out as her back is turned. I'm looking directly into her eyes- like warm glowing embers from the underworld itself. "Do you want to know why I misbehave so much when I'm here?"

"Why...?"

There's a clarity in my voice that makes me realize that I'm past the point where I can blame whatever I say on my alcohol consumption.

"I do it because I love it when I'm the center of your attention. Even if you're pissed off at me....I've never felt so...so alive!"

"Asshole..." she snarls. But instead of slamming the door shut, she steps out into the alley. "You should be careful what you ask for- you just might get it."

"Nothing would make me happier." I remember saying before she rather violently slams me against the brick wall, the front of my shirt now bunched up in her clenched paws.

"You have two choices, weakling..." she snarls. "Either I rape you right here in this filthy dark alley."

"Or-?"

"I drag you back inside and rape you senseless in my boss' office."

"Office it is..." I say with no hesitation