CYOA Page 216
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lumy12"Wait." You put your hand on Joel's arm. "We don't have to kill them. You don't really want to, do you?"
He frowns. "Do I want to? Not really. But it needs doin'."
"They're harmless, don't you think?"
"Do you wanna be lookin' over your shoulder the rest of the trip?"
"No, we'll steer clear of you!" the man promises. "We'll just run run run and never look back!"
The woman nods fervently, even dropping to her knees and clasping her hands as she begs. "Oh please let us go. I'm really sorry -- we both are--"
"Yeah! Real real sorry!" the man chimes in.
"And..." the woman gives Joel a strange (like... lustful?!) look. "We don't have anything to bargain with, except... I can make it worth your while..." The bitch actually looks up at Joel and licks her lips while inching forward on her knees.
"That won't be necessary," Joel says dryly.
You notice the guy doesn't seem cool with it after all; he looks quite discomfited now, staring at his shoes. "Dude -- would you just let her blow a random stranger?" you have to ask him. "Doesn't it bother you that your girlfriend is a whore?"
"We do what we have to do to survive," the bitch snaps at you. "Sex is just sex."
"Really? So how many guys have you fucked?"
"Ellie--"
"No, I wanna know! Tell me how many guys and we'll let you go. And don't lie -- Joel will be able to tell."
"Ellie, what are you doin'?" Joel asks, sounding annoyed... but you can tell he's also kind of amused.
"I'm fucking curious, okay? I mean..." You turn back to her. "You're pretty. I bet lots of guys take you up on the offer, huh."
She slouches, more like she's just sitting there rather than begging or whoring. "Are you... do you mean it? If I tell you, you'll let us go? Both of us?"
"Yep!" It's kind of fun having this power over people! "How old are you?"
"Thirty-two."
"And how many guys?"
"Um... ..." You're not sure if she's counting, or if she's suddenly shy.
You decide it's probably the former. "Okay, you count them up -- dude, what about you? How old are you?"
"Forty-one."
"How many people?"
"... that I've... ?"
"Yeah."
"Oh. Well. Uh... I would say... two."
"Two? That's it?"
He nods. Seems embarrassed.
"Is he lying, Joel?"
"Don't think so. I reckon if he was gonna lie, he woulda inflated the number a bit."
That's right... guys are "supposed" to have shitloads of partners, and girls should have very few. More old world bullshit. Like... who gives a fuck?! ...except you do -- you really want to know their counts! "So, just this slut and one other person?" you confirm.
He nods.
He's not even going to tell me NOT to call her a slut... to defend his lady's honor. Ha! Because she HAS NONE. "Was the other one a man or a woman?"
"Woman."
"And you..." You look at the woman again. "Done counting?"
"Yes," she says meekly.
"Is it all men or do you seduce women, too?"
"There was... one woman."
"Okay. And how many men?"
She's actually blushing now. "Well, it depends... do you mean any kind of sex, or just..."
"Yes, any kind. Count the blowjobs, too."
Joel sighs. "Ellie, can we--"
"I'm almost done, she's about to tell us!"
"I think it's like... thirty, thirty-five, somewhere in there," she mumbles -- so softly that you have to strain to hear.
"Thirty-five dudes?!" you repeat loudly, in case the man didn't hear. "Fuck..."
"Maybe less."
"Joel, isn't that a lot?" It sure sounds like a lot to you.
Joel shrugs. "I mean... nowadays? I s'pose."
"You s'pose?"
"A real prostitute -- 'specially one in her thirties who's been at it a while -- would have a much higher number. If she was in a QZ..."
You look back at the man. "Dude, think about that. Next time you're with her--"
"All right," Joel cuts in. "That's enough. Both of you... go on, now. Get the hell out of here."
They both utter thank yous and then get the hell out, as quickly as their legs will carry them.
You sidle up to him. "That was nice of you."
He wraps his arms around you and kisses your nose. "I was gonna say it was nice of you, but you were kinda mean there."
You grin. "Just having some fun. We let them off easy! I bet we don't see them again."
"I bet you're right. She'll be scared of runnin' into you... you might start grillin' her for details... ask her to describe all the sex she's had."
You gasp. "Hey, that's a good idea! Should I call them back?"
"Hell no," Joel mumbles, pulling you into a kiss as if to prevent you from doing this.
It's a giggly kiss, because you're still amused by the whole thing. "I won't. I've seen enough of them. That poor guy."
Joel quirks an eyebrow. "Poor guy? Psh. That girl's prob'ly his meal ticket."
"Meal ticket? You mean like ration cards?"
"Meanin' she's the provider for the two of 'em. She does all the work."
You laugh. "Didn't really think of it that way! But if they have nothing... she's not doing a very good job."
"I s'pose not. Seriously... it's a wonder they're still alive, as it is. Plenty of hunters would just--" He seems to think better of finishing that sentence.
"Would just what?"
"Nothin'. Anyhow... it's sad that she has to resort to--"
"Sad?! Fuck that! She's a whore!"
"Just 'cause she does it don' mean she likes to do it."
"Oh please. I saw the way she was looking at you. She likes it."
He smirks. "Well, when the guy is me..."
You slug him. "Ego much?" (Although you totally agree, actually!) "Good thing I was here to save you."
"Save me?"
"From her, of course."
"...You didn't save me."
"Yes I did. If you were by yourself..." (...WHY do I test him like this?! It's nerve-wracking!) -- yet you do it anyway! -- "...would you have let her-- well, either one: fuck you or blow you. Would you?"
You prepare to pout and act like his teasing answer doesn't bother you, because you know eventually he'll tell you what you want to hear...
"Of course not. I love you."
...but there was no teasing answer! You smile shyly. "Oh... really?" -Tell me again!
"Really."
"Cuz I mean... she's really pretty... her hair's even redder than mine, and she has big green eyes, and..." ...her boobs are bigger, though maybe not by much?...
"Nowhere near as pretty as my baby girl." He punctuates that with a kiss. "Besides, I'm savin' myself for you."
Your smile widens. "You don't have to save yourself... we can just--"
"We will. When the time is right. C'mon, we need to get a move on. It's gettin' dark."
As you set off to find a safe place to spend the night, you mull everything over in your head. Maybe you should feel sorry for the woman. Sure, she gets to have a lot of sex, but how much love does she have? There's no way that guy loves her the way Joel loves you. Joel wouldn't be able to stand the thought of another man even touching you, and he would move heaven and earth to find any other solution to whatever predicament you found yourselves in.
She can have her thirty-five... you're content with your zero. It'll go up to one... someday. One and only one, even when you're thirty-two years old. You're sure of it.
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Carlos
Date: 2021-02-08 06:10 am (UTC)RE: Carlos
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