Suzy’s Strange Saga
Lifto might mean well, but you’d rather stick with your original plan.
“No, I’m not going to feel safe in my trailer until we leave the damn area, so I still want to sleep in your trailer.”
“Well, okay but I’m telling you it’s going to be crowded and like I said that floor isn’t something you want to sleep on.” Klepto says.
You assure the rest that you’ll be fine and head back with them to the trailer and that’s when you truly begin to appreciate Klepto’s warnings. The floor of their trailer is filthier than Ranko’s. A lot of food leavings, wrappers and some dirty clothing. You imagine that Fatty is probably the biggest contributor to the trash.
Oddly the smell isn’t that bad, but you’re not sure about sleeping on the floor anymore.
“Uh, I see what you mean. I think you’re right. If I slept on the floor, I’d wake up stuck to it.” You say.
“I told you, so what did you want to do?” Klepto asks.
“My offer still stands Suzy and I swear I’m not going to try anything. The alleviation of your worries is my foremost concern.” Lifto remarks.
“And that’s sweet, but I’m still sleeping here and not on the floor. I’m taking one of those beds.”
At this point the rest of the clowns are a little surprised by your demand.
“Uh look Suzy, I know you’re concerned about sleeping in your trailer tonight even if I think there isn’t anything to worry about and I know we’ve all gotten a little closer and we all like each other, but come on you don’t seriously think one of us is going to give up our bed for a disgusting floor!” Klepto remarks.
“You don’t have to I’m taking Shrimpy’s bed.”
“I’m not sleeping on the floor either!” Shrimpy remarks.
“You don’t have to, I’ll share it with you.”
“WAIT WHAT?!” all of them say.
“Look, it’s like this. I’m not going to take up that much room in your beds, which means Fatty and Lifto’s beds are out since they themselves can barely fit in them. That leaves Klepto and Shrimpy. Personally I want as much room as I can get and with no offense to Shrimpy due to his size, he’s got more room to spare.”
Shrimpy smugly smiles at the others.
“Makes sense to me! Okay let’s get to bed everyone!” Shrimpy says excitedly.
“Hey wait a minute! We didn’t agree to this!” Klepto remarks.
“Yeah, it seems like you were worried about me trying something yet you’re going to sleep in Shrimpy’s bed? You might be waking up sticky anyway with that little perv next to you.” Lifto says.
“Oh no I won’t because Shrimpy is going to not only sleep with his back towards me, we’re also going to sleep head to toe…well toe to waist anyway. And if I so much feel any sort of unwanted grope, fondle or bad touch during the night there will be severe consequences to his man parts. I might be a little nervous about sleeping by myself tonight, but I’m not nervous about punching a dwarf in the balls because he’s perving on me. Understood?”
“I get it.” Shrimpy remarks, but he doesn’t seem any less disappointed in this arrangement though.
“And if anyone doesn’t like it, well my trailer is currently empty for anyone. Lots of room to get a good night’s sleep.” You add.
Nobody takes you up on your trailer offer or says anything else though you hear some grumbling from Fatty who says he just wants to get off his feet and sleep and on that note you all head for dreamland.
You get in Shrimpy’s bed first and get into a comfortable position, and then Shrimpy does likewise at the opposite end of the bed.
You’re semi-awake for a while wondering if Shrimpy is going to ignore your warning, but he’s asleep pretty fast. Honestly its Fatty’s snoring that’s more bothersome. You guess the others are used to it.
As you start to get sleepy you can’t believe you’re not only sharing a bed with a midget clown, but that you’re going to leave everything behind tomorrow. The funny thing is you’re getting a lot more comfortable with that idea now. You think this is the longest you’ve gone without constant Internet or TV stimulation and you don’t mind at all.
Eventually you do fall asleep feeling almost as safe as you did in your basement.
“No, I’m not going to feel safe in my trailer until we leave the damn area, so I still want to sleep in your trailer.”
“Well, okay but I’m telling you it’s going to be crowded and like I said that floor isn’t something you want to sleep on.” Klepto says.
You assure the rest that you’ll be fine and head back with them to the trailer and that’s when you truly begin to appreciate Klepto’s warnings. The floor of their trailer is filthier than Ranko’s. A lot of food leavings, wrappers and some dirty clothing. You imagine that Fatty is probably the biggest contributor to the trash.
Oddly the smell isn’t that bad, but you’re not sure about sleeping on the floor anymore.
“Uh, I see what you mean. I think you’re right. If I slept on the floor, I’d wake up stuck to it.” You say.
“I told you, so what did you want to do?” Klepto asks.
“My offer still stands Suzy and I swear I’m not going to try anything. The alleviation of your worries is my foremost concern.” Lifto remarks.
“And that’s sweet, but I’m still sleeping here and not on the floor. I’m taking one of those beds.”
At this point the rest of the clowns are a little surprised by your demand.
“Uh look Suzy, I know you’re concerned about sleeping in your trailer tonight even if I think there isn’t anything to worry about and I know we’ve all gotten a little closer and we all like each other, but come on you don’t seriously think one of us is going to give up our bed for a disgusting floor!” Klepto remarks.
“You don’t have to I’m taking Shrimpy’s bed.”
“I’m not sleeping on the floor either!” Shrimpy remarks.
“You don’t have to, I’ll share it with you.”
“WAIT WHAT?!” all of them say.
“Look, it’s like this. I’m not going to take up that much room in your beds, which means Fatty and Lifto’s beds are out since they themselves can barely fit in them. That leaves Klepto and Shrimpy. Personally I want as much room as I can get and with no offense to Shrimpy due to his size, he’s got more room to spare.”
Shrimpy smugly smiles at the others.
“Makes sense to me! Okay let’s get to bed everyone!” Shrimpy says excitedly.
“Hey wait a minute! We didn’t agree to this!” Klepto remarks.
“Yeah, it seems like you were worried about me trying something yet you’re going to sleep in Shrimpy’s bed? You might be waking up sticky anyway with that little perv next to you.” Lifto says.
“Oh no I won’t because Shrimpy is going to not only sleep with his back towards me, we’re also going to sleep head to toe…well toe to waist anyway. And if I so much feel any sort of unwanted grope, fondle or bad touch during the night there will be severe consequences to his man parts. I might be a little nervous about sleeping by myself tonight, but I’m not nervous about punching a dwarf in the balls because he’s perving on me. Understood?”
“I get it.” Shrimpy remarks, but he doesn’t seem any less disappointed in this arrangement though.
“And if anyone doesn’t like it, well my trailer is currently empty for anyone. Lots of room to get a good night’s sleep.” You add.
Nobody takes you up on your trailer offer or says anything else though you hear some grumbling from Fatty who says he just wants to get off his feet and sleep and on that note you all head for dreamland.
You get in Shrimpy’s bed first and get into a comfortable position, and then Shrimpy does likewise at the opposite end of the bed.
You’re semi-awake for a while wondering if Shrimpy is going to ignore your warning, but he’s asleep pretty fast. Honestly its Fatty’s snoring that’s more bothersome. You guess the others are used to it.
As you start to get sleepy you can’t believe you’re not only sharing a bed with a midget clown, but that you’re going to leave everything behind tomorrow. The funny thing is you’re getting a lot more comfortable with that idea now. You think this is the longest you’ve gone without constant Internet or TV stimulation and you don’t mind at all.
Eventually you do fall asleep feeling almost as safe as you did in your basement.