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faeapoclive) wrote2014-07-01 07:40 pm
faeapoclive) wrote2014-07-01 07:40 pm
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Intro to Speed (Fiction of the Apocalypse)
Speed
June 26
“The Mayor of Las Vegas has repudiated all claims the so-called Aphrodite, Queen of Vegas” has on the City of Las Vegas...”
The news in the convenience store was droning quietly along. Speed pretended to ignore it as he picked up his “supplies:” beer, candy bars, condoms, can of beans, can of soup, hot dogs.
“Not gonna get any bigger if you keep eating like that, son, except maybe your belly.” The woman behind the counter was probably old enough to be his grandmother, but, then again, Speed looked a lot younger than he was.
He tilted his head and blushed prettily for her. “It's for my... my boyfriend,” he tried, just to see what she would do.
“Well, you tell your boyfriend, he better take better care of you, skinny boy. In my day we didn't treat our bottoms like that.”
Speed found his blush turning real, and ducked his head. “Yes ma'am.”
He wondered if he could talk the big guy into a road trip to Vegas. Would that count as taking care of him?
next: Vegas is not Maine
June 26
“The Mayor of Las Vegas has repudiated all claims the so-called Aphrodite, Queen of Vegas” has on the City of Las Vegas...”
The news in the convenience store was droning quietly along. Speed pretended to ignore it as he picked up his “supplies:” beer, candy bars, condoms, can of beans, can of soup, hot dogs.
“Not gonna get any bigger if you keep eating like that, son, except maybe your belly.” The woman behind the counter was probably old enough to be his grandmother, but, then again, Speed looked a lot younger than he was.
He tilted his head and blushed prettily for her. “It's for my... my boyfriend,” he tried, just to see what she would do.
“Well, you tell your boyfriend, he better take better care of you, skinny boy. In my day we didn't treat our bottoms like that.”
Speed found his blush turning real, and ducked his head. “Yes ma'am.”
He wondered if he could talk the big guy into a road trip to Vegas. Would that count as taking care of him?
next: Vegas is not Maine
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