From borisl@room3b.demon.co.ukMon Nov 6 17:24:10 1995 Date: Sun, 05 Mar 95 21:28:02 GMT From: Boris Ludmenkov To: dhuberma@copper.ucs.indiana.edu Subject: SOULS FOR SALE [Attached File: C:\AMIPRO\DOCS\FUNANDGA\MINDCONT\TOLOUVRE\SOULSFOR.TXT Size: 11445] mc-soulsale.txt I did not write this story. This story was obtained from the internet or a BBS. Most of the multi-part stories were consolidated at the time, and some minor adjustments made, mostly of a cosmetic nature. Enjoy ! Subject: Souls for sale Satndard disclaimer: If you don't want to read this, then don't. ********************************************************** Hi there. This story is my first post here, so if you like it, please let me know. I'm planning more in this story, but this is all I have for now. Please send your reactions and comments to me at thernes.1@osu.edu Thanx. ********************************************************** "Hey man, you got any spare change?" The phrase grated its way across Edward's nerves for the third time that afternoon. Avoiding eye contact and waiting for the walk signal, he tried to ignore the man. "These panhandlers are really starting to piss me off," he thought to himself. "I wish someone would do something about them. Pass a law or something. Just get them to stop bugging me." "Ya got any spare change, man?" The panhandler jingled his plastic cup at Edward expectantly. "Come on man, anything you got'll help." "Christ!" Edward exploded, "Why don't you people leave me alone! Haven't you got anything better to do than bother me? Why don't you get a job or something?" "Come on man, I ain't got no home, so I can't work. I tried to get some welfare, but they say you got to have an address to get some." The panhandler shuffled forward a step, bringing with him the smell of dirty flesh and alcohol. "I haven't eaten all day, man. Anything you got'll help" he pleaded. "Jesus! Get away from me! Just go to hell!" Stepping back off of the curb, Edward hurried to cross before the light changed back. "If one more asshole asks me for money, he'll regret it!" he muttered to himself. He ran on to his next class and plopped, breathless, into a desk in the back row. Although he tried to concentrate on what his professor was saying, his mind seemed to be distracted by other things. To be specific, his attention was divided between the encounter with the bum, and the magnificent breasts of the redhead across the room. As his eyes wandered from the depths of her cleavage to her long legs, his mind tried to come up with some better lines to scare off the panhandlers. However, the dark red of her lips and her long neck soon pushed the panhandler far from his fantasies. "If only...", he sighed to himself, and tried to remember what his professor was saying. "If, as some cultures hold to be true, supernatural beings derive their power from those who believe in them, then we have a pretty good explanation as to why one doesn't see many miracles from the gods today. If fewer and fewer people believe in a Supreme Deity, than any power It might have had to influence the world is fading fast." Dr. Miles was going to be in rare form today Edward observed. Too bad the redhead was so much more interesting. "If only..." he murmured to himself as his eyes traced the curve of her thighs. "Spare any change?" asked the man as Edward passed. Edward stopped. "Can ya spare anything?" he asked again, looking hopeful and extending a hand. "All that I've got is a twenty." Edward said calmly, holding up the bill, "but it's yours for a price. Twenty dollars...for your soul." "That should scare him off!" he thought to himself as the bum watched the twenty. Watched it twitch in the breeze as if he was hypnotized by it. Edward noticed the bum's stare and repeated his offer, "A twenty, to buy your soul." "My soul?" breathed the bum, tearing his eyes from the twenty and looking at Edward. "My soul?", he ginned, "For a twenty? Okay, man! That's what I call easy money!" "Sure thing." said Edward uncertainly. None of the other panhandlers had ever taken his offer seriously! "Oh well," he thought, "why not?" Handing the twenty to the bum, Edward shook his hand. Suddenly, as the expression drained off the man's face, Edward felt an electric jolt rushing through his body. His arm tingling, he broke the grip, turned, and ran on to class. "The aboriginal Dreamtime is thought, by the natives, to be a wandering. A way for the spirit to leave the body and rise to a place free of the worries of life, and to talk with other spirits there." As Dr. Miles lectured to the mostly attentive class, Edward once again found himself admiring the curvaceous form under the low-cut blouse of the redhead. "Laura." he thought to himself. "Her name is Laura. I just know it. God, she's so sexy! I wonder if she knows what she does to me? If only..." As Dr. Miles droned on, Edward noticed that the redhead was looking at him. As he watched, she stared hungrily onto his eyes and licked her lips. "I want you," she mouthed as she stood, her hands sliding over her hips, "I want you now!" Edward stared, hypnotized, at the way her legs slid over one another as she took the four steps to his desk. Unable to look away, he watched as she bent over in front of him, flaunting her cleavage. "I've always wanted you!" she moaned into his ear. Her hand, burning hot, slid up his thigh, as its mate lifted the desktop away from his lap. Smiling at the bulge in his pants, she whispered, "And I can see that you want me!" "Miss Manes!" Dr. Miles's voice cut through his trance. "If you're going to have an attack of hormones, would you please find someplace other to do it than in my classroom!" "I . . . I . . ." she stammered, a confused expression on her face. She stared down at Edward, "What was I . . ." Confused, she ran back to her seat. "Thank you, Miss Manes. And now, if you'll let me continue," Dr. Miles droned. "But I tell you, Kim! She was just gonna do me right there, I swear!" Edward shouted. "She was hotter than any woman I've ever seen! She had the tits, the legs, a gorgeous face, and everything! And she had it all pointed at me!" "Yeah, riiiight!" Kim chuckled, "Mr. Hasn't-Had-It-In-A-Year is gonna have some drop-dead knockout just walk up and proposition him in the middle of class! Yeah, and I'm gonna believe that? You probably just fell asleep in class again, and this time creamed your jeans!" Stirring her coffee idly, she grinned at him, "I hope you weren't talking in your sleep, Ed, or the class might really have been disrupted!" "Hey!" Ed winced defensively,as he looked around the cafeteria "If I wanted to talk to a comedian, I would have gone to the comedy club! If you're not going to take this seriously, I'm not going to tell you about it anymore!" He pulled his book- bag from the table. "I'm sure Jim would believe me!" he huffed. "Yeah, but then he'd get you to tell him her name, and then he'd go and date her!" Kim said. "You know that he's a slut! Good God! If it's got anything resembling a slit, Jim'd try to screw it! The problem is that he looks so good! And he knows it too, that's the horrible part," she grinned. "Lord knows, I'd do him, in a moment! But he's so wrapped up in those blonde bimbo's of his, that he'd never even notice me!" "I thought w were talking about my problems here," Ed sniped as he sat. "I don't see where your shivering thigh-sweats are going to do anything about my real life hard-ons. I swear to you, Kim! It really happened! One moment I was dreaming up a fantasy, and the next minute, there she is! Like she just stepped out of my dreams! I even know what she was about to do to me! She was going to do things to me right there until Dr. Miles woke her up!" "Hmmm... Like what?" she asked. "You know. Things! Like, right there in class! And Dr. Miles screwed it up for me." he groaned. "You know, it would be so cool to be able to just make people horny. Like, just looking at them, and they get so horny they can't help themselves! That would be so awesome! Wow, you could just go around all the time and zap people, and they'd get all hot and bothered!" "Earth to Lieutenant Bringer! Edward! Zone back in here, Ed, or you'll have to go back to your room and change your underwear!" Kim grinned. "And keep your Zapper-Peepers off of me, you pervert," she giggled as she threw a napkin over his face. Oh yeah?!" he laughed, pulling the napkin down, "Take that!" he stared at her, "Zap! Zap-zap! "Yeah, I'd really want you to steamy at me!" he chuckled. "You'd probably just want me to do all of that nutsy stuff that you write about, huh?" "Yeah!" she said, staring strangely at him, "I would. I'd have to tie you down, to make sure you couldn't stop me, then I'd have to do wonderful things to you!" She licked her lips at him. "Uh, hello? Earth to Kim! That's not funny, Kim!" he said. "Huh? What?" she asked as she blinked her eyes. "Oh my God! Ed! That was so weird!" "What?" he asked, confused. "All of a sudden, I was just thinking about you! And me! You know, doing it!" she stared, suddenly frightened. "You 'Zapped' me and I got horny!" "Cut it out, Kim" Ed snapped. "I said that that wasn't funny." "No, Ed! I'm not kidding! It was really weird! All of a sudden, just for a second, all I could think about was how I could get you inside of me, and how wonderful it would feel!" she said. "I just got so hot!" "Huh? You're not kidding?" he asked. "You mean it?" "Here! Try it again! Zap someone!" she suggested. "Not me! Try zapping that girl over there by the candy machine!" Kim pointed to the Oriental girl in the flannel shirt. "See if you can zap her from over here!" "Huh?" he repeated, "You mean I really did it? Ok, let's see. . ." He stared at the girl. "I don't think anything's happening." he said, waiting for Kim to laugh. "Maybe you have to think of her being horny!" Kim offered, "Try imagining it as if she were really turned on. Like she can hardly keep her hands off of herself." She grinned to herself, as Ed concentrated, staring at the girl. "Hey!" she whispered, "Look!" "I am looking!" he stared, "I just can't believe that this is really happening!" They both stared, as the girl began to slide her hands over her breasts, cupping them and rubbing her now evident nipples. Closing her eyes, she slipped a hand into her shirt, and moaned. Exchanging grins, they gathered up their books, as the girl slid her hand into her pants and groaned. "No, wait." Ed stopped, leering at the girl as she rocked back and forth on her hand, her breathing audible from across the room, "I want to see this!" "Oh come on, you pervert! Let's get out of here before she makes me horny too! Besides, I have some very interesting plans for you!" she breathed. As they left, the rhythmic moans of the girl followed them out into the hall, "Ohhh. Ohhh. Hai. Ooohhh." They exchanged grins again. "Oh the plans I have for you!" >From the desk of... Keith Thernes *--------------------------------------* | Stupidity is Evil waiting to happen. | *--------------------------------------* [End Attached File]