Good Pizza Great Pizza Chapter 5 Novels & Stories

Mary licked my cock and her friend’s leaking asshole clean. “Beep! Buzz! Beep! Buzz!” My phone started going crazy on the floor. Gigi grabbed my jeans, pulled it out, and answered. “Hello! The pizza boy’s phone. Who is this? Pizza Shack? Mr. Luigi! Where’s your pizza boy? Let me complain first. Every time me and my friend order from you, you fuck it up. We asked for extra sausage and you sent cheese pizza. Listen up, Jones helped us out. We’re holding him hostage, you pizza cock sucker. Fuck you! He quits your fucking pizza place. You guys suck balls. Good night!” Gigi yelled, then hung up.

I pressed the button and spoke directly to the local security guard who I knew had a brother who ran a pizzeria in the village. "Paolo I need the largest pepperoni pizza your brother can make," I said into the speaker. "And I want extra garlic extra cheese and a bottle of soda that contains enough sugar to give a horse a heart attack. Tell the delivery guy to ignore the woman in the lab coat and bring it straight to the dining room."

My stomach growls loudly enough that I'm glad no one's around to hear it. Next to the boxes is a note in now-familiar handwriting—neat, precise, probably the result of expensive private school education: *Didn't know what you liked, so I got both. Help yourself. —L* I stare at the note for a long moment, then at the pizza boxes. One is labeled "Supreme" in marker—probably his. The other says "Veggie Deluxe." Which is my second-favorite order from that place, from Sal's on Fifth, the little family-owned pizzeria that April and I discovered freshman year during a late-night study session.

I instructed my digital girlfriend. "Commencing full security shutdown" she replied in that melodious mechanical tone. With the security shutdown my penthouse becomes almost impenetrable, only I knew the code to deactivate it. I sat down on my favourite plush sofa, opened my box of domino pizza and then took a slice. I bit into the pepperoni pizza- stuffed crust, my favourite , but tonight it tasted bland. I chewed softly, willing myself to savour the taste, I took a second bite and it tasted like the pineapple pizza I had experimented with as a teenager. I dropped the slice of pizza, closed the box, and wiped the grease off my hands with a saviet.

The Battle-Ready Special – A meat-lover’s dream, featuring spicy salami, roasted pork, grilled chicken, and extra melted cheese. The Sweet & Savory Sensation – A controversial yet delicious pizza with honey-drizzled cheese, caramelized onions, and crispy bacon. And, of course, one special dessert pizza: Mina’s Dream – A rich, buttery pizza topped with cream cheese, fresh berries, and a drizzle of honey. Mies ensured that Papa Pizza’s grand opening would be a massive event. The first restaurant was built in the heart of Aeternum’s capital, its two-story design standing tall and elegant. The exterior was bold and inviting, with large, ornate signs that radiated warmth and sophistication.

I was reading Mister B. Gone by: Clive Barker, a book about Demons, when my sister came in. She was pale, and you could tell that she was crying. “Hey, um, you want to get some pizza?” I smiled weakly, said sure, and put down my book. While we were in town, I looked at Pizza Hut, drooling at how wonderful it would be to taste the sauce on my tongue again. It has been awhile since I have had Pizza Hut, my sister was trying to cut down on us eating out so much.

She asked Jayla. "Well, I'm going eat." She replied, pointing to the cafeteria in front of her. "Honey, let's go eat pizza rather than eat rubbish and disgusting foods that come from the bin." She cringed and dragged her outside of the school, both of them arrived at the pizzeria which was small and had a creepy name. My big fat Italian Pizza, Very original. "They are all here, eating their best pizza." Eleanor said referring to the gang, she showed her a seat next to Giovanni was not in his usual mood, he was grumpy.

I look at him in confusion going to ask the reason behind his smug, A sudden moan interrupts me, I turn to look at the owner of the voice only to find Zoya savoring her mouth full of pizza, sitting on the sofa in Indian style with a pizza box on her lap, as there is no tomorrow. "Mmmmm, Thank you so so much, Jack, You have no idea how much I love this chess burst pizza." She said licking her lips continue savoring, my jaw dropped, Is she got to be kidding me, Seriously she is getting into my nerves,

I could still hear the high pitched voice filled with hope and see the bright stars that had filled her eyes as she filled me in on how she'd known how to resuscitate. But right now she wasn't on the part to becoming a lifeguard. And it was my fault. Another slice of the deluxe pizza disappeared, then another, and another. Sheryl and Russel were the highest consumer followed by Maisie then me. I didn't blame them, who could resist the pizza made chiefly of Italian Sausage, fresh green peppers, mushroom and real mozzarella cheese? Definitely not me and that's why I took a few slices. I had to think.

The buzzer rang and she got up to attend to it, opening the door, it was the pizza guy. "Okay, so two Tikka Chickens, one Mexican Fiesta and the Chicken Crammed-Decker" he finished off reading and looked up at me, "damn you're hot," he said and Kaleb was immediately behind her. "Say something boy?" he asked and the boy quickly shook his head no handing him the boxes of pizza, Ray was trying so hard not to burst out in laughter. "Don't be so scared of him, he is just a grumpy old fool. You're cute." she told him and Kaleb growled, "Thank you, take a huge tip." she said as Kaleb closed the door.