[continuing from day 4 blog-- Gene's ride w/ Hank&Viv.... picks up from last line, http://nanotexts.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-room-day-four-results-1.html “I’ve never guessed wrong on mens sizes, but you’ll have to embrace my fashion sense Gene, because our research indicates you’ve got none,” she says handing me a fresh blue buttondown oxford shirt.]
As Viv hands me the shirt, I find myself trying to restrain the questions again. This is helped by my amazement that the shirt does indeed fit.
"Of course it fits," laughs Hank, "weren't ya listening to her?" "He's still in shock Hank- be nice."
I decide to test Hank's abilities to get inside my head. I need to ask a question, just one question. So I try to keep the Femmes singing in my head as I ask, "Can you tell me where we're going yet?"
Hank turns around, taking his eyes completely off the road and completely into mine.
"That trick doesn't work if you have to plan it out in your head, stupid. But I tell you what, since you've reduced your unnecessary questions down to only one and since I'm liking your rendition of that song--I'll let Viv explain, Viv."
"You have been summoned to have a meeting with a very powerful man who's getting close to retirement," she says. "Don't stop dressing, we're getting close."
I was caught by surprise. Could Viv ream my mind as well, or did Hank project my thoughts into her mind? I'm nervous and I begin to fumble with my shirt. I haven't realized that the buttons are all messed up. I have one button too many on the bottom of the shirt, and one hole to many on the top. I'm getting frustrated. I'm getting nervous. There is so much going on and I need answers. I try to sing the song in my head but I've forgotten all of the words. I begin to cry. I see Hank turn around and say something to me, but I can't hear him. He knows what is going on in my mind, but now I don't know what he is trying to tell me.
Viv undoes my shirt and begins to dress me appropriately.
"Don't worry, you just need to calm down," she tells me.
I can't help but feel overwhelmed by her touch. Her nails are long and red, like her lipstick, her hands are smooth and her touch is graceful. As she continues to button my shirt I feel the blood rushing down. She looks at me, I begin to blush.
"Don't flatter yourself. You're just another man and I'm an expensive woman. If you don't calm down, I'll kill you."
I'm not sure what she just said to me, But I can't help the urges I begin to feel. Her hands are now grasping my inner thigh. She pulls something from behind her ear. It is small and green.
"Don't worry, these are just to help calm your mind."
I'm not sure what she said, but she leans toward me, face first. She opens her lips and I open mine. Before our lips touch, she drops the thing she pulled from behind her ear, perhaps a pill or a drug, I'm not certain, into my mouth. She then kisses me, hard and fast, with her tongue down my throat. She was forcing this thing down my throat with her tongue. I know I should've stopped her, but I couldn't stop. I enjoyed the position I found myself in too much.
I'm not sure when we got to our destination, or when Hand stopped driving. I'm not sure when Viv stopped kissing me either. All I know is that we were here and I had no questions left to ask.
"Remember you have a wife and a kid waiting for you at home."
If I ever get home. That was where I had been trying to get to before all this started happening to me.
"Typical man, thinks it is just happening to him--but that is always the case isn't it?" Viv added.
Hank shot Viv a look. Their two sets of eyes locked as though a long painful history was being recounted silently. Viv's breathing quickened and she turned her head away.
"Well Gene, there's your door." Hank said, pointing at the building before us.
The drugs were still slightly affecting me. I know this because the door in front of me should have been more terrifying, I know it was later.
As I stared at it looking for a handle, there was the sound of an automated bolt sliding. A metallic voice said, "ENTER" as the door slid.
Behind the door was a hallway going straight back at least fifty yards. The walls were lined with doors, each had a white blinking light above it.
The metallic voice spoke again,from everywhere and nowhere.
"MR. RAAANTOGRAM, MR. JIMENEZ WILL SEE YOU IN THE GREEN ROOM." The lights above the doors start to blink in all colors of the rainbow, cycling. I spot a green light and begin to chase it down the hall,
[continuing from day 4 blog-- Gene's ride w/ Hank&Viv.... picks up from last line, http://nanotexts.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-room-day-four-results-1.html
ReplyDelete“I’ve never guessed wrong on mens sizes, but you’ll have to embrace my fashion sense Gene, because our research indicates you’ve got none,” she says handing me a fresh blue buttondown oxford shirt.]
As Viv hands me the shirt, I find myself trying to restrain the questions again. This is helped by my amazement that the shirt does indeed fit.
"Of course it fits," laughs Hank, "weren't ya listening to her?"
"He's still in shock Hank- be nice."
I decide to test Hank's abilities to get inside my head. I need to ask a question, just one question. So I try to keep the Femmes singing in my head as I ask, "Can you tell me where we're going yet?"
Hank turns around, taking his eyes completely off the road and completely into mine.
"That trick doesn't work if you have to plan it out in your head, stupid. But I tell you what, since you've reduced your unnecessary questions down to only one and since I'm liking your rendition of that song--I'll let Viv explain, Viv."
"You have been summoned to have a meeting with a very powerful man who's getting close to retirement," she says. "Don't stop dressing, we're getting close."
I was caught by surprise. Could Viv ream my mind as well, or did Hank project my thoughts into her mind? I'm nervous and I begin to fumble with my shirt. I haven't realized that the buttons are all messed up. I have one button too many on the bottom of the shirt, and one hole to many on the top. I'm getting frustrated. I'm getting nervous. There is so much going on and I need answers. I try to sing the song in my head but I've forgotten all of the words. I begin to cry. I see Hank turn around and say something to me, but I can't hear him. He knows what is going on in my mind, but now I don't know what he is trying to tell me.
ReplyDeleteViv undoes my shirt and begins to dress me appropriately.
"Don't worry, you just need to calm down," she tells me.
I can't help but feel overwhelmed by her touch. Her nails are long and red, like her lipstick, her hands are smooth and her touch is graceful. As she continues to button my shirt I feel the blood rushing down. She looks at me, I begin to blush.
"Don't flatter yourself. You're just another man and I'm an expensive woman. If you don't calm down, I'll kill you."
I'm not sure what she just said to me, But I can't help the urges I begin to feel. Her hands are now grasping my inner thigh. She pulls something from behind her ear. It is small and green.
"Don't worry, these are just to help calm your mind."
I'm not sure what she said, but she leans toward me, face first. She opens her lips and I open mine. Before our lips touch, she drops the thing she pulled from behind her ear, perhaps a pill or a drug, I'm not certain, into my mouth. She then kisses me, hard and fast, with her tongue down my throat. She was forcing this thing down my throat with her tongue. I know I should've stopped her, but I couldn't stop. I enjoyed the position I found myself in too much.
I'm not sure when we got to our destination, or when Hand stopped driving. I'm not sure when Viv stopped kissing me either. All I know is that we were here and I had no questions left to ask.
"Remember you have a wife and a kid waiting for you at home."
ReplyDeleteIf I ever get home. That was where I had been trying to get to before all this started happening to me.
"Typical man, thinks it is just happening to him--but that is always the case isn't it?" Viv added.
Hank shot Viv a look. Their two sets of eyes locked as though a long painful history was being recounted silently. Viv's breathing quickened and she turned her head away.
"Well Gene, there's your door." Hank said, pointing at the building before us.
The drugs were still slightly affecting me. I know this because the door in front of me should have been more terrifying, I know it was later.
ReplyDeleteAs I stared at it looking for a handle, there was the sound of an automated bolt sliding. A metallic voice said, "ENTER" as the door slid.
Behind the door was a hallway going straight back at least fifty yards. The walls were lined with doors, each had a white blinking light above it.
The metallic voice spoke again,from everywhere and nowhere.
"MR. RAAANTOGRAM, MR. JIMENEZ WILL SEE YOU IN THE GREEN ROOM." The lights above the doors start to blink in all colors of the rainbow, cycling. I spot a green light and begin to chase it down the hall,