Suzy’s Strange Saga
And with those words that you hear from Johnny, everything in your mind just sort of shuts off.
It doesn’t matter. None of it does. You see that now.
“Okay.” You say and put your pistol away.
Johnny looks a bit uncertain, almost as if he was expecting you to shoot him.
“Okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, okay. If you’re telling me you didn’t kill them, then you didn’t kill them. In fact I don’t want to know about your past either. It’s just not important. You were there for me this week when nobody else was, that’s the important thing and that’s what I should place my faith in.”
Johnny slowly gets up off his knees. He doesn’t approach you right away; instead he just continues to stand at a distance.
“I apologize for my earlier outburst Johnny. I just, well it’s been a stressful week. You understand.” You say.
“Yeah….yeah I get it. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.” Johnny says.
“Good. Good. Well, let’s move on to other matters shall we?”
“Yeah.” Johnny says.
Suddenly Johnny rushes at you and grabs you tightly. While one arm is firmly around your waist, one hand moves up to your neck and you feel a gentle squeeze as he looks into your eyes. It’s the look of a predator that has finally caught his prey.
“Well? What are you waiting for lover? I trust you.” you say not resisting.
Johnny’s hand moves from your neck and to your face, where upon he strokes your cheek gently.
“You have the face of a perfect angel.” he whispers and then he moves in to kiss you.
As your lips touch, he begins to take your clothes off in a hasty fashion. He’s definitely getting aggressive, but oddly you’re not quite feeling his “enthusiasm” yet…
By the time you get pushed over towards the bed and are basically in your bra and panties, he still isn’t quite “ready.”
“Do you need some help?” you ask.
“No, I’ll be fine...” He says as he tries to get it up.
While you take off the remainder of your clothes Johnny’s still having difficulties.
“Look I can help you out, I don’t mind going down on…”
“Shhh! No! I don’t want you debasing yourself like a whore! I just need to focus!” Johnny snaps.
“Okay. Okay.” You say and back off.
You lie down on the bed and try not to stare in an effort to not look judgmental. This is really awkward though.
Johnny starts swearing, as his buddy is not doing what he wants it to do. Swearing turns to shouting and then finally a complete breakdown.
“Shit! I wanted this to be so perfect. I wanted to be everything for you, not some fucking impotent eunuch!” he says sniffling a bit.
“Hey, calm down. It’s okay. You’re trying too hard, you just need to relax.” You say moving over to caress him a bit.
“I know. (sniffle) This just has never happened before.” Johnny replies.
“Well, you probably aren’t used to…uh situations like this. I mean would it help if I pretended I was dead or something?”
“What? No. That doesn’t work. Your body is too warm and submerging you in cold water would be really uncomfortable for you.” Johnny says.
As you continue to try to make Johnny feel more at ease, he slowly speaks.
“Suzy…there is something I can think of…but…you’re not going to want to do it…”
“Does it involve pain?” you ask.
“No.”
“Then go ahead and say it.”
“Could…could you pretend that we’re related?” Johnny asks.
Why are you not surprised?
“Ah. I see. So you want me to role play as your mother?” you ask going for the obvious serial killer obsession.
“Hah, no. You’re a bit too young for that, I don’t think I could maintain the illusion, but… um maybe you could be my sister?”
Wow, a murderous boyfriend who fucked his sister in the past, it’s like being with Bobby all over again…and there’s something vaguely comforting about that. You always did prefer something familiar to something new.
You smile and caress Johnny’s face.
“Of course brother dear.” You say and passionately kiss Johnny.
From there things get a lot better. Johnny actually is a pretty sensual lover when he gets going. You guess he must’ve loved his sister just like you once loved Bobby a lot.
Johnny falls asleep shortly afterwards professing his usual love for you. After being awake a little longer yourself thinking about what the future might hold, you go to sleep.
It doesn’t matter. None of it does. You see that now.
“Okay.” You say and put your pistol away.
Johnny looks a bit uncertain, almost as if he was expecting you to shoot him.
“Okay?” he asks.
“Yeah, okay. If you’re telling me you didn’t kill them, then you didn’t kill them. In fact I don’t want to know about your past either. It’s just not important. You were there for me this week when nobody else was, that’s the important thing and that’s what I should place my faith in.”
Johnny slowly gets up off his knees. He doesn’t approach you right away; instead he just continues to stand at a distance.
“I apologize for my earlier outburst Johnny. I just, well it’s been a stressful week. You understand.” You say.
“Yeah….yeah I get it. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.” Johnny says.
“Good. Good. Well, let’s move on to other matters shall we?”
“Yeah.” Johnny says.
Suddenly Johnny rushes at you and grabs you tightly. While one arm is firmly around your waist, one hand moves up to your neck and you feel a gentle squeeze as he looks into your eyes. It’s the look of a predator that has finally caught his prey.
“Well? What are you waiting for lover? I trust you.” you say not resisting.
Johnny’s hand moves from your neck and to your face, where upon he strokes your cheek gently.
“You have the face of a perfect angel.” he whispers and then he moves in to kiss you.
As your lips touch, he begins to take your clothes off in a hasty fashion. He’s definitely getting aggressive, but oddly you’re not quite feeling his “enthusiasm” yet…
By the time you get pushed over towards the bed and are basically in your bra and panties, he still isn’t quite “ready.”
“Do you need some help?” you ask.
“No, I’ll be fine...” He says as he tries to get it up.
While you take off the remainder of your clothes Johnny’s still having difficulties.
“Look I can help you out, I don’t mind going down on…”
“Shhh! No! I don’t want you debasing yourself like a whore! I just need to focus!” Johnny snaps.
“Okay. Okay.” You say and back off.
You lie down on the bed and try not to stare in an effort to not look judgmental. This is really awkward though.
Johnny starts swearing, as his buddy is not doing what he wants it to do. Swearing turns to shouting and then finally a complete breakdown.
“Shit! I wanted this to be so perfect. I wanted to be everything for you, not some fucking impotent eunuch!” he says sniffling a bit.
“Hey, calm down. It’s okay. You’re trying too hard, you just need to relax.” You say moving over to caress him a bit.
“I know. (sniffle) This just has never happened before.” Johnny replies.
“Well, you probably aren’t used to…uh situations like this. I mean would it help if I pretended I was dead or something?”
“What? No. That doesn’t work. Your body is too warm and submerging you in cold water would be really uncomfortable for you.” Johnny says.
As you continue to try to make Johnny feel more at ease, he slowly speaks.
“Suzy…there is something I can think of…but…you’re not going to want to do it…”
“Does it involve pain?” you ask.
“No.”
“Then go ahead and say it.”
“Could…could you pretend that we’re related?” Johnny asks.
Why are you not surprised?
“Ah. I see. So you want me to role play as your mother?” you ask going for the obvious serial killer obsession.
“Hah, no. You’re a bit too young for that, I don’t think I could maintain the illusion, but… um maybe you could be my sister?”
Wow, a murderous boyfriend who fucked his sister in the past, it’s like being with Bobby all over again…and there’s something vaguely comforting about that. You always did prefer something familiar to something new.
You smile and caress Johnny’s face.
“Of course brother dear.” You say and passionately kiss Johnny.
From there things get a lot better. Johnny actually is a pretty sensual lover when he gets going. You guess he must’ve loved his sister just like you once loved Bobby a lot.
Johnny falls asleep shortly afterwards professing his usual love for you. After being awake a little longer yourself thinking about what the future might hold, you go to sleep.