I had walked for almost two hours, and was amazed by the eclectic nightlife all around the city, which obviously made me walk for that long, until I came upon a bar. Crane's Bar downtown was at spring street, and I had walked up to there without even realizing it. The street parking lots were filled up with night visitor's cars. Crane's Bar Downtown, as they say an intimate saloon residing in a once bank vault serving its beverages within an atmospheric setting. I opened the door and climbed up the stairs to meet a fun, and cozy basement bar, with hits from the DJ moderately hovering around the room. It was pretty tight inside, but comfortable enough. It had a touch of class, and a step above the average dive, with a handpicked, rotating beer selection, and shiny lights permised around. I walked up to the bar and sat in the chair near the counter. The blonde, short haired bartender brought a tumbler and poured in liquor. "You look like y

So, the son of a bitch threw me away like I was nothing; not cool. But well, I had a place to sleep. That was my first time lying on a matrimonial bed, a big one, a nice one, damn good one. It was really a nice home. But that wasn't going to get me what I wanted in any way. So, I started walking around, to see if I could find something, or someone. I knew I was going to keep walking around until death came knocking on my heart. And when it does, I was sure as hell, going to give me up. Across the street was a newspaper stand, which saw the newspaper man reading one of his papers, while a crowd of middle-aged men gathered around, discussing the paper's headline. I walked past them slowly, with my bag right at my back, and my shirt hanging on my shoulder, held by my left hand, and stopped to mingle with the papers, not that I knew what It was all about. The wind was mild and sunlight wasn't heavily imposed on earth. The entrance door of a fast food, openi

We reached the police station, and I was greeted by many faces, both young and old, in awe of how and what a young woman had done, and I was put behind bars without consideration. It was the first time in my life getting cuffed. And If someone told me that one day I would spend a whole night in a police cell, I would say it will never happen, but look at me, see where it all brought me to. And so, I slept in the cell. Getting busted on my very first day of robbery. I was a mess. I didn't even reap the fruits of my labour; I didn't have the purse on me, and it was all in vain. **** I couldn't sleep, not when it felt like my soul was already burning in hell, not when it felt like I had really lost my way in life. The next morning, something that I would never have thought would be possible happened. As the station opened fully for the day, in the morning, and night workers going home, my cell was opened, and one thin looking and tall corporal entered the cell wi

It was an amazing ride out of the suburbs, to the downtown, and I enjoyed the view my eyes were graced with behind the SUV's tinted windows, that I thought I was on a tour for fun, until the SUV halted, a big black gate opening in front of us, and the car moving in, out of the sights of the beautiful city. The car parked in the parking lot and the automatic door opened. Brody and I got off, in awe of where we had just found ourselves at. It was a big mansion, and the owner must be a millionaire. But there was another gate we had to cross, to the main building. And when we did, the peaches are bright! I was stunned by the building's structure and beauty, it looked like we were in a palace. There was a swimming pool at the front, which was at the corner, while two big white pillars stood tall behind and beside each other. There were about Five hot girls in the swimming pool having a nice time with their selves in the water, they were lesbians obviously, and Brody wo

I became terrified, Brody wasn't, as much. In fact, he was more excited. He thought the second round would be harder, and he liked it. Immediately they finished, they started smiling with wistful laughs. They brought out a strap-on, and a dildo, veined, life size, huge and tall, like 9 inches. A handcuff, and dog leash. "Uh uh , that ain't good Brody" I said in a low, surprised tone. "Wh-what are they going to do to me?" He stammered terrifically. "Don't worry hun, we will make sure not to kill you." One of the girls said, as she fastened the strap-on around her waist. "You used us hard, I liked it, although it still hurts, haha and now, is our turn to treat you hard, you must do whatever we ask of you." Brody gulped, looked at me with a troubled face. "Arianne, I don't know about this, I mean it isn't—" "No Brody, it isn't going to be good; good luck man" I laughed at him, and went in to bathe in the Jacuzzi with a glass of red wine, w