Post by merlinmatrix on May 1, 2007 16:49:21 GMT -6
Mick Cormac eyes opened to unbelievably bright sunlight and spinning headache. He smacked his lips a few times feeling how dry his mouth was. He blindly reached over to where he usually kept his cigarettes and instead of feeling the pack he felt soft skin and flesh. He looked over and saw a nipple in his hand where a smoke should be.
Cormac: Damn, well at least she looks over eighteen this time.
He rolled over to sit on the end of the bed and found a pack on the floor with his lighter and lit one up. Cormac than grabbed the past out girls arm and saw it was noon on her wrist watch and than tossed the arm to the side. An Irish jig started to play from his pants and he leaned back a little in surprise than reached down into the pocket and answered his cell phone.
Cormac: Burt’s mortuary, you stab em’ we slab em’. Shaun how are you? I’m good, yeah I’m in Boston (picks up a bra that says Red on one cup and Sox on the other) Definitely in Boston. The match? Not yet but I’m not to worried about it…. Come on Zevon a serious threat?…. Listen I understand your concern…. Yeah but… Okay stop cutting me off here’s the thing the guy is somewhere in backwoods Ohio taking care of his cat….. Crazy? No the guys not crazy….. So what if he thinks being parted from his cat is worse than prison he’s just another bump on the road to the Big Bang and another idiot standing in between me and the title….Yeah man thanks again for letting borrow the place….Yeah you know me already had some fun breakin’ it in….hmm….yeah I found those quick I already used one pack….Come on man you know I’m an all nighter lover or fighter it’s not my fault there are only three to a pack….Oh that’s a stupid question of course I drank your booze….Of course I’m going to buy more I’m not a cheapo…..You’re breakin’ my heart Shaun…It’s not my fault you want to live like a priest….Yeah right no one goes that long by accident it’s by choice….Allright talk to you later….Yeah (laughs) Don’t worry it’s in the bag man….Alright peace… Yeah what the f**k ever….later man..(hangs up the phone)
In the doorway behind him the girl from earlier is standing in the doorway wearing his shirt.
Girl: How’d ya like your first night in Bawston?
Mick(nonchalantly looking over his shoulder): Eh, wasn’t to bad actually not the first time I’ve been here I was once here on my way to Vegas never understood why I left. Money I guess.
The girl jumps the back of the couch and lands sitting next to Mick and takes the cigarette from his mouth and drags a few puffs.
Girl: I could show you some things that would make you wanna stay awhile longer this time.
Mick (smirking): I bet you could.
Girl (Lowering her head to his crotch): I know I could.
Mick (smiling): The Red Sox, Plymouth Rock, lobster, (moans a little) some good woman that know how to use their tongues and me getting the Championship belt. (Moves his hand to the back of her head) I love Boston .
Cormac: Damn, well at least she looks over eighteen this time.
He rolled over to sit on the end of the bed and found a pack on the floor with his lighter and lit one up. Cormac than grabbed the past out girls arm and saw it was noon on her wrist watch and than tossed the arm to the side. An Irish jig started to play from his pants and he leaned back a little in surprise than reached down into the pocket and answered his cell phone.
Cormac: Burt’s mortuary, you stab em’ we slab em’. Shaun how are you? I’m good, yeah I’m in Boston (picks up a bra that says Red on one cup and Sox on the other) Definitely in Boston. The match? Not yet but I’m not to worried about it…. Come on Zevon a serious threat?…. Listen I understand your concern…. Yeah but… Okay stop cutting me off here’s the thing the guy is somewhere in backwoods Ohio taking care of his cat….. Crazy? No the guys not crazy….. So what if he thinks being parted from his cat is worse than prison he’s just another bump on the road to the Big Bang and another idiot standing in between me and the title….Yeah man thanks again for letting borrow the place….Yeah you know me already had some fun breakin’ it in….hmm….yeah I found those quick I already used one pack….Come on man you know I’m an all nighter lover or fighter it’s not my fault there are only three to a pack….Oh that’s a stupid question of course I drank your booze….Of course I’m going to buy more I’m not a cheapo…..You’re breakin’ my heart Shaun…It’s not my fault you want to live like a priest….Yeah right no one goes that long by accident it’s by choice….Allright talk to you later….Yeah (laughs) Don’t worry it’s in the bag man….Alright peace… Yeah what the f**k ever….later man..(hangs up the phone)
In the doorway behind him the girl from earlier is standing in the doorway wearing his shirt.
Girl: How’d ya like your first night in Bawston?
Mick(nonchalantly looking over his shoulder): Eh, wasn’t to bad actually not the first time I’ve been here I was once here on my way to Vegas never understood why I left. Money I guess.
The girl jumps the back of the couch and lands sitting next to Mick and takes the cigarette from his mouth and drags a few puffs.
Girl: I could show you some things that would make you wanna stay awhile longer this time.
Mick (smirking): I bet you could.
Girl (Lowering her head to his crotch): I know I could.
Mick (smiling): The Red Sox, Plymouth Rock, lobster, (moans a little) some good woman that know how to use their tongues and me getting the Championship belt. (Moves his hand to the back of her head) I love Boston .