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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: January 22, 2012, 2:11 am
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[center]Suddenly it came back to her, at that same party, while
Jake went to the bathroom, A man had approached Shaundi. “Hey
Girl, you got some fine ass in them jeans, wanna have a
photoshoot with the Z?” Shaundi turned, and inquired, “What?” He
scoffed, “You heard me girl, come to the Z’s car wash when you
wanna make a bit of cash for some photos.” he then handed her a
card, and walked off, two scantily clad women on either arm.
Shaundi remembered sticking the card in her pocket but didn’t
remember ever doing anything with it… until she suddenly burnt
her scalp. “Mother-” Shaundi began, quickly pulling the hair
dryer away from her head, then pressing the cool button and
blasting cool air on the burnt spot. Shaundi ran her free hand
through her hair, thinking must take more time than it seemed,
her hair was dry and lightly wavy now.
She cut the blow dryer off, then brushed through her hair, then
grabbed the bottle of Biosilk that sat on the side of the sink.
She put a small amount in her hand, then rubbed her hands
together and smoothed out her hair, making the breakage and
split ends blend into the rest of her hair. Aah the wonders of
Biosilk. Shaundi walked out of the bathroom still clad in the
towel, Evelyn was still asleep. Shaundi sat on the edge of the
bed, looking at Evelyn’s soft features as she slept. Shaundi
could still see the scar on Evelyn’s left temple from when she’d
sewn up a gash, it was, literally, the day that they became an
item.
Shaundi ran her hand through Evelyn’s hair, Evelyn was a truly
beautiful woman, both inside and out. Evelyn wore no makeup, a
white tank top, and a pair of purple sleep shorts. Evelyn showed
very minimal signs of aging for late twenties, and Shaundi
thought she was just as beautiful now as she was five years ago.
The fleur-de-lis tattoo was still on Evelyn’s left forearm,
still purple and clear as ever. Shaundi moved her gaze to
Evelyn’s left ring finger, her tattoo still remained as well,
hers read, “Shaundi + Evelyn” With an infinity sign below it,
Shaundi remembered doing it that one night back in Stilwater.
Shaundi smiled at the memory, then frowned at the memory of the
two and a half years that followed, many nights where spent
crying and punching things that weren’t meant to be punched.
Shaundi had gone on a tear of running, exercise, and not eating
right, trying to get into better shape but failing until Gat saw
what she was doing to herself and decided to help her.
Shaundi remembered the sleepless nights that followed that as
well, exercise and boxing was the cure to the insomnia that
plagued her for months. Eventually, she found a rhythm of light
sleep and working out until she passed out. She didn’t sleep
well any of the time the two of them where apart, the first real
night of sleep she’d had in those two and a half years came the
night that Shaundi and Evelyn moved back in together.
Shaundi remembered examining Evelyn that night and thinking how
she looked really good, her body had improved somehow, or maybe
it was the two years of longing that did it. Shaundi didn’t
know, but whatever it was worked. Shaundi’s trip down memory
lane was shattered by Evelyn stirring slightly, her striking big
blue eyes opening and looking at Shaundi. “Hey pretty girl.” She
said groggily, taking a deep breath and sitting up, yawning
slightly. “You just shower?” She inquired, gesturing to the
towel. Shaundi smirked, “Yep, I thought I’d let you sleep
though, you never sleep long enough for me to wake up before
you.” Evelyn thought for a second, then replied, “Very true…
Anyways, wanna go check on Kenzie, see how she’s settling in
later?” Shaundi thought for a moment, then said, “I kinda wanna
go see Z, he seems familiar somehow.”
Evelyn looked taken aback, “The oldest pimp in Steelport seems
familiar somehow? I don’t even wanna know.” Evelyn then slid out
of bed and walked over to the closet, having showered before she
went to bed last night. Shaundi walked over to the dresser and
pulled on a pair of underwear, then shooting back, “I think I
had a photo shoot with him when I was here for spring break, but
I’m not sure, I was really high and don’t remember it.” Evelyn
peaked her head from around the corner, and asked, “Then how do
you know you had a photoshoot with him?”
“I remember talking with him, but I don’t remember actually
doing the shoot.” Evelyn shook her head, “Whatever.” She said in
a mock uninterested voice, a smirk on her lips. Shaundi smirked
as well, dropping the towel and pulling on a bra, double
checking that the curtains where closed. She then walked over to
the closet and stood beside Evelyn, looking through the clothes.
Shaundi wanted to go a bit dressier today for some reason, so
she pulled out a black skirt and slipped it on, zipping it in
the back. She then pulled out a purple button up shirt with long
sleeves. She rolled the sleeves up a bit, about halfway. She
then looked for shoes… a pair of black, slightly platformed peep
toe pumps caught her eye. She slipped them on, then walked over
to her vanity, putting a pair of earrings on and starting on her
makeup.
“Well you look nice.” Evelyn commented, putting on a purple
skirt and a black blazer with a low cut white camisole under it.
She too grabbed a pair of pumps, only hers where white to match
the camisole. “As do you.” Shaundi retorted, brushing some blush
over her cheeks and starting on her eye makeup. She started with
eyeliner, on the bottom lid she only went 3/4th of the way,
otherwise it closes off your eyes and makes them look smaller,
rather than highlighting them.
She then put a decent amount of eyeshadow on, giving her eyes a
smoky effect. She put some mascara on as well, making her lashes
look longer, fuller, and thicker. She loved this brand of
mascara, created by Ultor, pimped by the Saints, Shaundi and
Evelyn as it’s poster women. It was all they used anymore, it
was waterproof, but not tear proof if you cried enough. Shaundi
finished with some light pink lip gloss, then turned to see
Evelyn watching her do her makeup. “What?” Shaundi inquired, a
small smile on her face. Evelyn smiled, “Just watching you, You
know you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, right?”
Shaundi blushed, then walked over to Evelyn and accused, “You
did that on purpose.” Evelyn’s smile morphed into a smirk, and
she defended, “I did no such thing!”
***
Later that day
***
Shaundi and Evelyn had gone their separate ways for the day,
Shaundi felt as though everything was right in the world, save
Johnny, Aisha, Jane, and Shaundi’s father being gone. Shaundi
and Evelyn had dropped by Zimos’ place, but he either didn’t
answer, or wasn’t there, so the two had stopped by Smiling
Jack’s for some brunch. The two talked, but not about Saints
stuff, about them. The two of them, for once. What they wanted
to do when they got back to Stilwater, ect. It was fun, Shaundi
felt a longing to bo back and do it again.
Shaundi got a text from Tamara, asking, “Can you come talk w me
@ my place? I need a friend.” Shaundi’s immediate reply was,
“I’ll be right over.” Shaundi had gotten there, pulled up in the
hammerhead that Nightmare made for her, and gone to talk with
her. Tamara was a wreck, her and Jane where closer than Shaundi
had thought, they’d known each other since middle school.
Shaundi talked and listened to Tamara, hearing what she was
feeling towards Pierce and how she was holding up with Jane’s
passing. The subject of Jane was stopped for obvious reasons, so
she began to talk about Pierce. Tamara sat with her legs crossed
on her couch, clad in sweatpants and a tank top, her hair thrown
back messily in a bun with her bangs down in an annoying way.
Tissues littered the couch and floor as Tamara sniffled, “He
was so self centered when we where together, it was all about
him striking it big, his record getting pushed out, him, him,
him! I was sick of it! But now… I miss him. I miss him holding
me at night, you know?” Shaundi knew the feeling, but Pierce and
Tamara might not be the next Shaundi and Evelyn, they fought too
much. Now that Shaundi thought of it, why did her and Evelyn get
along so well? It was odd, other lesbian couples she’d known in
high school did nothing but fight, which was part of the reason
she was put off of lesbians in the first place.
Tamara was fine when Shaundi left, Shaundi somehow managed to
get her to smile a bit, she didn’t know how, but it happened.
Shaundi was driving down the street, it was getting dark.
Shaundi decided to stop in at the liquor store, just to get a
little something for her and Evelyn to drink on later, and maybe
pierce if he was a good boy. Shaundi walked into the liquor
store and started looking around, nothing much was catching her
eye. She stood staring at the hard liquor, when she heard two
people on the opposite isle talking, “Dude, there’s gonna be a
giant party at a penthouse in like, ten minutes.” Gushed one,
“How the hell you know that?” Inquired the other, to which the
other one answered, “My girl’s a Saint, she just let me know, we
should totally go up there dude, I hear it’s gonna be hot as
hell, it’s the fuckin’ Saints bro!”
Shaundi gritted her teeth, Evelyn was throwing a huge fucking
party? Now? The DAY After Johnny’s funeral? All Shaundi wanted
to do was throw back a few drinks with Ev, not have a fucking
party for the rich and famous at the penthouse! Shaundi then
walked around the corner to the same aisle as the two men
talking. “What party?” Shaundi inquired, her hands on her hips.
The two looked over at her, then covered their mouths and
hollered, “OOH! Shaundi! Oh my gosh, you’ve gotta sign this for
my son!” The man held out a picture of Shaundi, nude, on the
cover of some magazine from several years ago. Shaundi snatched
the magazine, and inquired, “Where the hell did you get this?”
She looked at the picture, she still had her lip piercing, as
well as the dreads, when the fuck was this? She then read the
things around the picture. “Shaundi, sex goddess of Stilwater”
“Interview with Johnny Gat” “Dane Vogel, sexiest power player
under thirty”
The man answered, “Found it a few years ago at some sex shop,
anyways, will you sign the damn thing or not?” Shaundi snatched
the sharpie from the extended hand of the man, and uncapped it
with her teeth. She then scribbled over her boobs on the
picture, as well as where her left hand was, then signed over
her midsection, “Get a life~ Shaundi” She then capped the
sharpie, clipped it to the magazine, then thrust the magazine at
the man’s chest. Shaundi pivoted on her right foot, and walked
out of the store, the man’s cries of disapproval over her
censoring could be heard outside the shop.
Shaundi wrenched her car door open, got in, then slammed it shut
behind her and called Evelyn as she sped off into traffic. “Hey
girl, what are you up to?” Evelyn inquired in a flirty voice, to
which Shaundi countered, “Are you fucking kidding me?” Evelyn
then sounded taken aback, “The fuck did I do?” God damn it!
“ A Party?! We’re throwing a fucking party? Now?” Shaundi
lashed, yelling into the phone, narrowly crashing into an Emu in
her path. “What? I didn’t… Shit, Pierce.” The desperation could
be heard in Evelyn’s voice, and Shaundi’s blood boiled. “I am
going to kill him.” Evelyn tried to calm Shaundi down with,
“Woah, hold on Sex Monkey, you’re not gonna kill Pierce.”
Shaundi could practically feel her blood boiling now, Evelyn was
going to take Pierce‘s side over hers? Her LOVER‘S Side? The
fuck is this? “You’re taking his side?” Shaundi roared, truly
livid at this point.
Evelyn, calmer than expected, said, “I’m not doing anything, not
till I talk to Pierce. And Neither are you, Shaundi. Calm down,
please?” Shaundi let the words sink in a second before she
simmered, “Fine, I’ll meet you at the Penthouse.” She then hung
up and threw her phone in the passenger seat, it wasn’t right
for Pierce to throw a giant fucking party the day after Johnny’s
funeral, it’s not right! There was a difference between knocking
back a few drinks with a loved one and having a full on party,
there was SO much of a difference it wasn’t even funny. At the
one Shaundi had in mind, there was probably going to be some
piano in the background, but at Pierce’s version, there’d
probably be G-string-clad whores as far as the eye could see and
blasting music that pounded into your chest non-stop. There was
a time and a place for that, and now was certainly not it!
Shaundi weaved in and out of traffic, utilizing her inner
Evelyn. Her Hammerhead swerved around turns smoothly, roaring
down the road when she jammed on the Gas for the last straight
away to the penthouse. Shaundi saw a podium parked out front of
the penthouse, and slowed down a little. “He hired a fucking
valet service?” Shaundi thought to herself, slowing down and
stopping in front of the valet boy, a teen that couldn’t be
older than 17. “You running Valet for the Saints’ party?”
Shaundi inquired through the open window, and the boy nodded,
“Yeah, want me to take your car down to the parking garage?”
Shaundi snorted, “Why? I can do it myself. By the way, Go home,
things could get ugly.” the valet boy was left with a confused
look on his face as she slammed on the gas, burning rubber as
she whipped the car around and flew down the ramp into the
parking garage, letting her hammerhead come to a rest in a
parking space. She killed the engine, then waited until she
heard a familiar engine humming next to her.
Shaundi got out, and looked as Evelyn stepped hurriedly out of
her temptress. “Shaundi.” Evelyn began, but Shaundi was already
halfway to the elevator. “You’re here, now I’m going to kill
Pierce.” Shaundi said with menace in her voice, punching the up
button on the wall. Evelyn grabbed Shaundi’s hand and urged,
“Shaundi! Relax, it’s going to be ok. I’ll talk to him.” The
elevator dinged, and Shaundi pulled her hand away as she stepped
into the elevator. Evelyn stepped in behind her, a semi hurt
look on her face. As the elevator doors closed, Evelyn revealed,
“You know I’m pissed off at Pierce for this too, right?” Shaundi
nodded, “I know, and I’m not mad at you, honestly, but I can’t
believe he’d do something like this.” Evelyn sighed, “Sadly, I
can. Did you think to ask why?” Shaundi scoffed, “He probably
wants to get some tits shoved in his face.” Evelyn sighed, “I’m
sure he’s got a better reason than that.”
Shaundi spat, “Fuck his reason, it’s not right.” Evelyn stayed
quiet after that, they could already feel the pounding of the
music in their chests, and they where three floors down from the
penthouse. “Fuck my life.” Shaundi muttered, then the doors
opened, and Shaundi surveyed the scene.
Strippers everywhere, check. Strobe lights going mental
everywhere? Check. Thudding music? Check. Booze and disorderly
conduct? Check. She was so killing Pierce. She stepped into the
room slowly, surveying for Pierce. She suddenly caught a flash
of cream suit, leaning over by the safety rail. There was a path
momentarily cut through the strippers, so Shaundi made a B-line
for Pierce.
Zimos stood next to Pierce, who tapped Zimos’ shoulder upon
notice of Shaundi’s furious face and purposeful, I’m
gonna-beat-the-shit-out-of-you movements. Pierce turned to
Shaundi, and she furiously inquired, “Johnny’s dead and you’re
throwing a fucking party?” Like a kid who got caught with his
hand in the cookie jar, Pierce analyzed, “Well when you say it
like that, sure it sounds bad.” Shaundi was about to come up
with a witty reply to that, when Zimos entered the conversation
with, “I was saddled up in a human pony show, but you see me
cryin’ about it little girl?” Did he just call her ‘little
girl’? Oh dear god it was on.
Shaundi stepped forward, getting in Zimos’ face, then pointed a
finger at him and threatened, “I swear to god I will shove that
thing down your throat hole.” Zimos backed off slightly, and
Pierce stepped in with, “Woah Shaundi! We can’t mourn Gat
forever, eventually you gotta get back on the horse.” he then
looked over at Zimos and apologized, “No offence brother.”
Evelyn leaned in, and in Shaundi’s ear she whispered, “He’s
right.” Shaundi couldn’t believe this, Evelyn was taking
Pierce’s side? Fuck this party, and fuck Pierce, Zimos, and hell
fuck Evelyn if she was going to be like that! She was supposed
to have her back!
Shaundi turned, and made a B-line for the elevator. “Whatever.”
She spat, pushing a stripper out of her way with enough force to
knock her over, issuing a scream from her. Shaundi punched the
down button, and heard Pierce yelling, “Damn girl! Life’s for
the livin’ and shit!” Shaundi stepped into the Elevator, and
pressed the down button. She looked at the scene of the party
once more, to see an apologetic looking Evelyn hurrying towards
the elevator, only to have the doors shut before she could reach
it.
Shaundi felt a pang of remorse, she shouldn’t have done that.
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: January 22, 2012, 2:13 am
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[center] [shadow=red,left]Trojan Whores Part 2[/shadow]
Shaundi leaned against the back wall of the elevator, arms
crossed and her head bowed slightly. The doors opened, and
Shaundi looked up to see none other than a concerned Evelyn in
her path. “How the hell did you get down here so fast?” She
inquired, not angry anymore, now upset about storming out. “The
other elevator is faster.” Evelyn muttered, taking a step
towards Shaundi. Shaundi stood rooted to the spot, and wondered
aloud, “Am I overreacting to the whole thing?” Evelyn winced
slightly, then answered, “I wouldn’t call it over reacting, just
over compensating, I think.” Shaundi furrowed her brow, “Isn’t
that the exact same thing?” Evelyn cracked a sly smile, and
answered, “Yeah, It just sounds better when you say over
compensated.” that got Shaundi to chuckle a bit, and Evelyn
wrapped Shaundi in a tight hug. “We’ll figure it out, ok? I
think you just need to cut loose a bit, come back upstairs with
me, I’ll even get the DJ to play our song if you’re in a dancey
mode after a few drinks.” Shaundi repressed a snort, then
agreed, “Ok, A few drinks, and maybe a dance, if you’re good.”
Evelyn smirked, then purred in a voice smooth as silk, “That’s
my girl.” Evelyn’s voice alone sent shivers down her spine,
Shaundi missed that feeling. The shivers grew as Evelyn wrapped
her arm around Shaundi’s shoulder and guided her to the other
elevator, the one that came up on the first level of the
penthouse. As they entered, Shaundi inquired, “How’d you know
this Elevator was faster?” Evelyn chuckled, then answered,
“You’re gonna think I’m a complete loser, but I timed it one day
when I was bored.” Shaundi tried to repress another snort, but
failed, “You’re such a dork.” Evelyn squeezed Shaundi’s shoulder
with a smirk, and said, “Hey, it came in handy didn’t it?”
Shaundi smirked, “Yeah no offence Evie, but you’re still a
dork.” “Bitch.” Taunted Evelyn jokingly as she pecked Shaundi’s
cheek, then her neck, and stayed there for a second, starting a
hickie. “Ev…” Shaundi warned, they could feel the music pounding
in their chests about now. Evelyn smirked as she backed off,
then asked, “Aawh, can’t you let a girl have her fun?” Shaundi
smirked, “I thought that’s what we where going to do.” Evelyn
then took on an indignant tone, “and by the way, Evie? Really?
What are we, like 9?” Shaundi smirked, “Nah, I fell asleep to
the first ‘The Mummy’ Movie the other night.” Evelyn chuckled,
“That explains it.”
Evelyn, then in a more serious tone, said, “You are going to
apologize to Pierce and Zimos though, that was a bit harsh.”
Shaundi knew that was coming, she had planned to anyways. “I
know, I planned to.” She remarked, a smile on her face. Just
then, the doors opened, revealing the party in it’s same state
of vigor as before.
Shaundi and Evelyn made their way slowly through the crowd to
the staircase on the left, ascending it quickly and scanning the
room for Pierce or Zimos. As they had been before, they stood by
the rail, looking over the party scene. “Z, Pierce, Shaundi has
something to say.” Evelyn began, turning to Shaundi with a
smile. Shaundi took a deep breath as Zimos and Pierce turned to
her, expectant looks on their faces. ”I’m… sorry or what
happened earlier…” Pierce held up a hand and ordered, “Save it.
It’s all good by me girl.” Zimos then stepped in, and in a
singsong tune, he chimed, “I forgive ya if this brothah does,
I’d say you’re good by me.”
Shaundi smiled at both men, “Thanks! Enjoy the party.” Shaundi
wished as she turned to Evelyn, who smiled and held out her arms
for a hug. “See? Was that so hard?” Shaundi pinched Evelyn’s
side, making her squeal a little.
***
Several drinks later
***
The song “Honeys in the place” Came over the speakers, Evelyn
jumped up from her seat and suggested, “We should dance.”
Shaundi took one last sip of her cocktail, then slurred, “Why
the hell not, right?” She got up, and stumbled slightly thanks
to her heels. Evelyn giggled slightly, then slurred, “You’re
drunk as fuck.” Shaundi looked around slightly, the place seemed
to be like… moving a little. How much had she drank again? “I
think you are too babe.” Shaundi slurred as she observed Evelyn
begin to walk with Shaundi, and she stumbled as well.
Once they’d made it to the dance floor, Shaundi and Evelyn both
danced to their own beat, not doing a particular dance or even
trying to keep in synch with the music, just being themselves,
just being with the one Shaundi loved was all that mattered to
her right now. Alcohol aside, the two women apparently danced
very fluidly and gracefully, as they’d gained a few admirers.
The two got intoxicatingly close, Shaundi felt Evelyn’s ragged
breath on her cheek, sending a small tingle through her body.
Their dance grew quite intimate, a few twirls on both parts and
a few dips ending in lip locking here and there showed anyone
who wasn’t already aware, that the two where together. Once the
song had ended, Shaundi collapsed against Evelyn, laughing, both
women high off of adrenaline and fun, not to mention intoxicated
way beyond the legal limit.
Evelyn made her way to the couch, and plopped down next to
Pierce. “Pretty girl…Can you go get my drink at the bar?” She
inquired, still slurring her speech slightly. Shaundi nodded,
then stopped because it threw her off balance. “Yup… be” She
hiccupped. Damn, how much had she drank? “Be right back.”
Shaundi stumbled through the crowd of people, trying her best
not to stumble or hit anyone and failing miserably. Shaundi
eventaully, she didn’t know how long it’d been, made her way to
the bar and sat down, looking around for… what was she looking
for again? “Ev’s Drink?” Inquired the bartender, pointing down
at the end of the bar. “Oh. Right, I knew that.” Shaundi
slurred, bemused slightly. She then got up, stumbled, and made
her way over to the drink. She grabbed it slowly so as to keep
it from spilling, when she heard a gunshot. She froze, and
whipped her head around to where it came from, sobering her
slightly.
She dropped Evelyn’s drink and rushed to the guard rail, her
vision was still blurry and wobbly as all fuck, but she was able
to see a Stripper knocked out on the couch, Pierce looking
around like he didn’t know what happened, and several other
Strippers, including ones upstairs with Shaundi, pull guns and
start to open fire. As Shaundi ducked from the gunfire and made
her way behind the bar, she could hear Pierce yelling, “OH SHIT!
THESE HO‘S AIN‘T HO‘S!!!!”
These ho’s ain’t ho’s? Who the fuck says that? One of the “Ho’s
that ain’t ho’s” Tried to kick Shaundi, but she grabbed her boot
and pulled, knocking the hooker assassin off her feet, leaving
her open to attack. Shaundi then crawled next to the hooker
assassin and snapped her neck, grabbing her 45. Shepherd.
Shaundi stood, still unsteady and leveled the pistol at another
hooker assassin with a gun at her. Shaundi struggled to line up
the sights, so she mentally yelled, “Fuck this shit!” And fired
randomly twice, apparently hitting her target. “Well shit.”
Shaundi muttered, turning around and looking to see if anyone
saw that.
Within the next few seconds, a Hooker assassin had tried to grab
Shaundi, but Shaundi yelled, “Hands off the merchendise!” and
fired, nailing the woman through the gut. She fell over, gasping
and in pain. Shaundi took advantage of this, and kicked her,
hard, likely sending a massive wave of pain through her body.
Shaundi then stumbled a few steps, to have Evelyn rush past her
and yell, “Shaundi you ok?” Shaundi nodded, then remembered
Evelyn wasn’t looking at her. “Yeah.” She meekly stated, looking
around for something to shoot. Shaundi didn’t see anything, so
she turned, to see a stripper with a shard of broken bottle in
her hand set her sights on Shaundi. “Bitch!” The stripper
yelled, charging at Shaundi with the broken bottle.
The stripper sliced at Shaundi, who attempted to dodge and
succeeded, only gaining a small slice in her shirt, revealing
her midsection slightly. Shaundi kneed the woman, hard, then as
she was bent over her knee, fired into her skull, sending her
brains flying everywhere.
***
About an Hour later
***
All the bodies of the Strippers had been sent down the elevator
to the Garage, where they where then loaded up into BPS Shipping
trucks, and sent into the ocean. Shaundi and Evelyn where both
safe and sound, as well as extremely tired. Pierce had taken a
few good knocks, at one point getting shot and fell through a
window. Pierce was busy bitching at Oleg for being ‘too rough’
when trying to get the bullet out of his shoulder, while Evelyn
and Shaundi both stood, now in more practical clothes, wrapped
in each other’s arms, leaning against the bar. “Shit Oleg, I
know you big and all, but could you be a bit more gentle when
pullin’ that shit out? Christ!” Oleg chuckled heartily as he
dropped the slug from Pierce’s Shoulder into a container, and
ordered, “Relax My friend, the Worst is over. There is still
Glass in your back and arm that has to be removed.” Pierce,
shirtless and without his golf cap, sitting on the bar, a shot
glass in his hand full of scotch.
“The fuck ever man, I’m getting’ drunk.” Oleg Continued to use a
pair of tweezers that looked like doll toys in his large hands
to pluck the pieces of glass out of Pierce’s back, all varying
in size and depth in his skin. Shaundi and Evelyn stayed with
Pierce and Oleg until he was finished, which took about an hour
in total.
Pierce hopped down from the counter, “Damn, I hope that advanced
healing shit kicks in soon, I forgot how much I hate being
hurt.” Oleg’s face crumpled in a look of confusion, and
inquired, “Advanced healing?” Evelyn answered for Pierce, and
explained, “We’re partnered with Ultor, their medical tech is
really advanced. Once they came up with a way to speed up the
healing process, they gave it to us so that in the event of
another attack on Stilwater, we’d be able to defend the city
without staying down too long after an injury. On average, most
Saints that get shot are back in battle by the next day if
treated soon enough, But, if the injury is too great, we die,
like anyone else.”
Oleg nodded, then recalled, “That sounds similar to a project I
worked on with the KGB.” Shaundi did a double take, “You where
with the KGB?” Oleg looked at Shaundi, and nodded slightly,
“Yes, Shaundi. But I worked on projects that where truly meant
to help mankind. I hope you do not think any less of me.”
Shaundi now felt bad, so she walked up to him, gave him a hug as
best as she could, then reassured, “I don’t think any less of
you big guy, you’re still the same Oleg.” Oleg patted Shaundi on
the back, and smiled, “Thank you, Shaundi.”
***
Later that night
***
Shaundi opened a door, and immediately knew where she was, the
hideout in Stilwater. Shaundi tried to speak, call out,
anything, but couldn’t. Shaundi walked into the main hallway,
looking around for wherever Evelyn might be. She suddenly got
several flashes of memory, Evelyn storming out and crushing her
heart as she went, saying that they’d been over long ago, Gat
punching her out, Shaundi wondering how Gat moved on when the
woman you loved was dead… and it chilled Shaundi to the core.
She remembered how that felt, and knew something bad was
happening. She walked through the hallway, it was dark, the
lights where out, or so it seemed, a dull glow illuminated the
space from the main area of the hideout. Shaundi walked towards
the glow, and happened to turn her gaze to the left, to Evelyn’s
office. The door was ajar slightly, and the shades where down.
Curiosity killed the cat, and Shaundi pushed the door open, a
truly gruesome scene lay in front of her.
Evelyn sat slumped down in front of her desk, white loose
fitting pajama pants and a white camisole the only thing on. Her
head lay slumped to the side, like she was asleep or something…
then she saw it. There was a glass pipe and a lighter laying on
the floor just outside of Evelyn’s grip, and a Syringe still in
her left arm. “Evelyn!” Shaundi finally managed to Scream,
running to her and scooping her up into her grasp. Something
didn’t feel right, she was heavier than usual. “Ev?!” Shaundi
screamed, shaking Evelyn in her grasp. Evelyn didn’t move, her
head still lay slumped backwards, her arms dangling loosely by
her sides, one of them in Shaundi’s lap. Shaundi pleaded with
Evelyn, “Evelyn! Please wake up, please baby, don’t do this to
me, not now… not now.” Shaundi’s voice broke as she realized
that Evelyn wasn’t asleep… “EVELYN!” Shaundi screamed, Pleading,
wishing, praying that Evelyn wasn’t gone. Tears now fell from
her eyes and down her face, dripping onto Evelyn’s arm.
Shaundi sat there, Evelyn in her arms, rocking her back and
forth slightly, sobbing heavily and muttering, “Why?” over and
over again. As Shaundi sat there, she watched Evelyn grow pale,
the warmth of her skin fading into a cold, stone like feeling.
“Evelyn…” Shaundi sobbed, she felt her heart being crushed all
over again. Why was this happening? Evelyn had been sober for
two and a half years, why now? Why? Why, why, why??? Shaundi’s
vision blurred, then faded to black.
Her eyes snapped open, and she flew to a sitting position in
bed, gasping for breath. It was pitch black in their room, save
the light coming in from the skylight, it was still night time.
Shaundi frantically reached next to her, and felt the warmth of
Evelyn’s body still curled up in a deep sleep next to her.
Shaundi’s eyes brimmed with tears, it was just a dream… a really
bad, fucked up dream. Slowly Shaundi lay back in bed, tears
still streaming down her cheeks, or rather trying to and
trailing off to the side, getting into her ears. Shaundi turned
towards Evelyn, and wrapped her arm around Evelyn’s midsection,
feeling the slow, rhythmic rise and fall of Evelyn’s breathing.
It was just a dream… a fucked up nightmare. What the fuck could
have triggered that? Shaundi wondered, she was still sobbing,
and Evelyn stirred slightly.
She heard Shaundi’s sobs, and sat up, looking over at Shaundi.
“Shaundi? What is it?” She inquired, turning and laying to where
she faced Shaundi, their foreheads touching. Shaundi felt
Evelyn’s hand caress her cheek comfortingly, and Evelyn inquired
again, “What is it?” Shaundi didn’t know where to begin, so she
just sobbed, “I had a nightmare…you where dead… You Overdosed on
meth or some shit, I dunno, but you died and…” Evelyn cut
Shaundi off with a passionate kiss. The nightmare grew distant,
and the woman in front of her became all the more real. They
parted, and Evelyn then she reassured, “Shaundi, No matter how
hard the Syndicate hammers us, no matter how hard things get, I
will never go down that path again. I almost lost you once,
there’s no way in hell I’m doing it again.” Evelyn punctuated
her sentence with a kiss, and she ran her hand through Shaundi’s
hair comfortingly. Shaundi nodded, “I love you.” She
passionately vowed, and Evelyn returned the term. She then
pulled Evelyn closer as she drifted off to sleep once more, this
time having no dreams at all.[/center]
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Aussie Boy
Date: January 23, 2012, 1:09 am
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As always. Good work Amaris, hoping for more real soon!
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 1, 2012, 4:43 pm
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Thanks guys! :D
Another chapter headed your way! :D
[center]Recollection
Shaundi awoke to Evelyn lovingly running her hand through
Shaundi’s hair, whispering, “Wake up, baby.” Shaundi stirred,
and opened her eyes, to see Evelyn, still in her night clothes,
next to her on the bed. “Hey.” Shaundi whispered, her voice
thick with sleep. Evelyn smiled as Shaundi sat up, stretching
slightly. “How’d you sleep?” Evelyn inquired, then added, “After
we fell back asleep, of course.” Shaundi smirked slightly,
“Fine, I think.” Shaundi then got up slowly, stretched, and then
sat back down on the bed. Evelyn smirked, then asked, “You wanna
just chill today?” Ooh, that sounded nice… “Yeah, Would it hurt
the Saints too badly if we just took a chill day?” Evelyn shook
her head, “Nah, I don’t feel like getting into real clothes
today anyways.” Shaundi smirked, neither did she.
Shaundi and Evelyn both stood, and Evelyn walked around the bed
to Shaundi, embracing her in a tight hug. Shaundi smiled,
despite the awful dreams of the night before, Shaundi had a good
feeling about today. Shaundi parted from Evelyn after a moment,
and wrapped her arm around Evelyn’s shoulders, leading her out
of the bedroom and into the penthouse. It was a wreck, blood
spatter and brain matter on the walls, broken glass and rubble
all over the floors, and their big screen TV that hung from the
ceiling was smashed to hell, bullets riddling it as well as the
walls through the penthouse. “That’s the last time we’re using
anything out of Zimos’ little black book.” Evelyn muttered,
ducking under Shaundi’s arm and retreating back to their
bedroom, grabbing a pair of tennis shoes, as well as a pair for
Shaundi. “Thanks.” Shaundi muttered as she slipped them on, her
purple pajama pants clashing with the lime green and white
tennis shoes.
Shaundi and Evelyn both made their way downstairs through the
carnage, and plopped down on the couch. Shaundi surveyed the
carnage down here, several bullet holes riddled the walls and
windows, several of the panes missing, letting in a light breeze
and some fresh air, the odeur de Steelport not as apparent up
this high. “Damn they fucked us up good.” Evelyn remarked,
putting her head in her hands and groaning. Shaundi placed a
loving hand on Evelyn’s back and rubbed it slightly, reassuring,
“We’ll get it fixed up Ev, You know we will.”
***
Later that day
***
Tamara, Pierce, Shaundi and Evelyn where all sitting around
the crib, hanging out and doing light work here and there to get
the place looking presentable again. “So Shaundi, I never did
ask, but how the fuck are you that good with a knife?” Evelyn
inquired, looking down at Shaundi from scrubbing brain matter
off the wall next to their bedroom, Shaundi cleaning up a dried
blood pool at the base of the staircase.
“Well….” Shaundi began, she thought for a moment, how did she
learn how to use a knife? She was in high school, senior year,
and dating some guy… what was his name? It started with a P…
Pete? No… Peter? No… Patrick! Patrick Long, that’s who it was!
He’d been a drug dealer (A good one too, Shaundi made him join
the Saints back in Stilwater, that way he could help sell for
the Saints) He wanted Shaundi to be able to defend herself if
she was gonna be his girl. They dated for a while during high
School, but before that, they where friends.
***
Sometime in Senior year
***
“Seriously Shaundi, if you’re gonna be my girl you’ve gotta be
able to defend yourself. Who knows what kinds of enemies I could
have.” Patrick said in a serious tone, urging Shaundi to take
the switchblade he was holding out to her. “Patrick, you’re a
pot dealer, nobody’s going to try to kill you.” Shaundi
protested, crossing her arms. Patrick smirked, then pulled up
his sleeve to reveal a scab only a few days old, it was a slice
clean across his bicep. “Then how do you explain that?”
Shaundi’s heart raced, “Oh my god, what happened?” She inquired,
looking at the wound in horror.
Patrick let his sleeve down, then explained, “Some asshole
didn’t have the money and tried to take the pot from me, but I
put up a fight.” Shaundi scowled slightly, “And lost.” She
bitterly observed, looking at Patrick with a stern look. “You
should have seen the other guy.” He defended, kissing Shaundi on
the cheek and slipping the switchblade in her hoodie pocket.
“I’ll teach you how to use it tomorrow at my house, ok?” Shaundi
groaned, “Fine. I’ll see you there.” She then kissed him
goodbye, and hurried off, headed towards the bus. They lived far
apart, but talked on the phone and saw each other daily.
The next day, Shaundi rode home with Patrick, sitting next to
him in the front of his car. Shaundi had almost forgotten that
he had a car, Shaundi was yet to really have one of her own,
apparently she wrecked her first one a week after she got it,
she didn’t remember anything about it though.
Once at Patrick’s house, He led her inside and walked to his
room, asking her to wait there. “What are you up to?” Shaundi
inquired, a smirk on her lips. Patrick then emerged from his
room with a switchblade, and pressed the button, making the
blade fly out of the front. “See what I did to make that
happen?” He inquired, gesturing for Shaundi to pull hers out and
try. Shaundi nervously, with a semi-shaking hand, pulled the
knife out of her back pocket where she’d stuffed it that
morning, and examined it. The handle, which Shaundi now loosely
held, was made of white marble, or at least looked like it, it
was probably plastic or something.
She then turned the knife over in her hand, looking for a button
or switch to make the blade pop out. She spotted it, and pressed
the button, sending the blade flying out of the tip of the
knife. Shaundi jumped slightly, the metallic ring startled her.
Patrick smirked, “There we go, getting the hang of it.” He
encouraged, walking behind Shaundi and correcting the way
Shaundi was holding it and how exactly to open it, his calloused
hands against her soft, semi-inexperienced ones.
Over the next month or so, Patrick had taught her the ins and
outs of knives, from different makes and models, to how to use
one to really hurt someone. The two of them had a few fights
with the knives, Patrick’s blade biting into Shaundi’s arm or
fingers a few times, all very minor, of course, seeing as he
didn’t want to chop anything off. Secretly, Shaundi thought he
was crazy, but she went along with it, this was Stilwater after
all, who knew what could happen.
The first time she’d ever had to use those skills though, was
after Patrick and her had broken up. Shaundi was at a party, and
some guy thought she was hot. Shaundi remembered telling him no
about a hundred times before he tried to force her into the back
room of the party, where Shaundi promptly brought out her
switchblade and sliced him up with it, leaving a large slice up
his midsection and hurrying out of the party, switchblade still
in hand.
***
Back in the present
***
“Shaundi?” Inquired Evelyn, having stopped scrubbing the wall.
“huh?” Shaundi acknowledged, looking up at Evelyn, and feeling
her heart swell with joy at seeing her once more. “Well what?
You looked like you where in a trance or something, it was
starting to freak me out.” Shaundi shook her head slightly,
“Sorry, trip down memory lane. Anyways, it was an ex I had in
high school named Patrick Long. He taught me how to use knives.”
Pierce cut in, “Wait, wait, wait, as in the drug dealer we have
for special shit in the Saints?” Shaundi turned to Pierce, an
uneasy look on her face as she nodded. “He’s good people, we
where just better off friends.” Evelyn smirked at that, and
remarked, “Well I’d hope so.” Beginning to scrub the wall of
brain matter once more.
[/center]
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 1, 2012, 4:44 pm
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***
That night
***
The place was spotless, save a few bullet holes in the walls
still. Pierce and Tamara, apparently an item again, lay on the
couch, Tamara laying on Pierce with a smile on her face. Shaundi
and Evelyn lay on the opposite end of the couch in the same
manner, but this time Evelyn was laying on Shaundi, her head in
Shaundi’s lap looking up at the newly fixed TV thanks to Oleg.
The movie, “The Vow” Had just come out on DVD, and the two
couples lay on the couch and watched it, talking amongst
themselves through the movie. It just got to the point where the
couple’s car gets hit by an 18 wheeler, and the wife wakes up
and doesn’t remember her husband. “Shaundi, Didn’t you say your
first car was wrecked?” Tamara inquired, looking over at her.
Shaundi nodded, “Yeah, I don’t remember like a month of my life
before that point. From what my Parents told me, I had been
partying and one of my friends was driving me home when an 18
wheeler crashed into us, we went flying off the road.” Evelyn
suddenly looked up, “You where in a car accident with an 18
wheeler at 16? The same year you got fixed too?” Shaundi nodded,
“Yeah, that was when I made my little change into a stoner.
Why?” Evelyn sat up slowly, looking at Shaundi. “That sounds
like a car accident I was in when I was 16.” Shaundi blinked,
could it be? “Where did you go to high school?” Shaundi
inquired, Tamara and Pierce now engaged in their conversation as
well.
“Woah, woah, woah, you two could have known each other in high
school?” asked Pierce, flabbergasted. Shaundi, now truly taken
aback, thought of the possibility. “It’s possible, I guess. But
the thing is though, I don’t remember ever meeting you in High
school, thanks to the car wreck. You?” Evelyn shook her head, “I
had severe memory loss too, mine went back farther I think. I
remember having to look at pictures that my parents had taken to
remember half my family. It only lasted a little bit though, I
got some memories back, but nothing recent. My parents didn‘t
like that I‘d gone partying, so they switched me back to private
school.”
Shaundi was floored, was it possible that Shaundi and Evelyn met
in high school? That could be why Shaundi was so drawn to Evelyn
when they first met, she had a subconscious memory of her. That
may also be why she had an affinity for the name Evelyn, this
was too crazy to believe at the moment. “If we where friends in
high school, that may be why we where so drawn to each other.”
Evelyn smirked, “I have an idea, we need to call Oleg.”
Shaundi furrowed her brow, and wondered aloud, “Why do we need
Oleg for this?” Evelyn then explained, Pierce and Tamara staring
at them with wide eyes, “Oleg was with the KGB for a time,
right? He can hypnotize us so we can remember if we where
together that night or not.” Shaundi smirked, and Tamara
chuckled, “I think it’d be cool, Pierce what do you think babe?”
Remarked Tamara, looking at Pierce with her arms around his
neck, sitting across his lap. “I think it’d be worth a shot.” He
said, pulling out his phone and dialing Oleg’s number.
He put it on speaker, and after a few rings, Oleg answered,
“Damn these small phones. What is it, friend?” Evelyn answered,
“Hey big guy, will you come to the penthouse? We have something
we need you to do.” Oleg groaned slightly, “Do I have to mount
any more TV’s?” Shaundi answered this time, “No Oleg, we need
your other skill set, the intellectual one.” Oleg then had an
audible, “Aha!” moment, and replied, “I am on my way.” Before
hanging up. This was going to be interesting, could it be
possible that Shaundi and Evelyn knew each other in high school?
Maybe even “Knew” each other, if Shaundi had gone through her
stoner/experamentation phase yet.
Both couples eventually settled back to laying on each other and
resumed watching the movie, they got about thirty more minutes
in before the Elevator dinged, and Oleg walked out, inquiring,
“What is required of me?” Evelyn sat up quickly, and smiled at
Oleg. “Hey big guy! Ok, so I’ll make this quick, there’s a
possibility Shaundi and I met in High School, but neither of us
remember because we where both in car accidents, possibly the
same one, and had memory loss. Think you can help?” Oleg,
approaching the couch, smiled and reassured, “Hypnosis is one of
my specialities, It will be no problem.”
Within the next few Minutes, both Shaundi and Evelyn had settled
into sitting positions on the couch, Tamara and Pierce standing
behind Oleg, Oleg kneeling in front of them, behind the coffee
table. “Relax your body, and your mind will be set free. As I
count to ten, you will feel very relaxed and sleepy, Do not
fight it, for relaxation is the key.” Oleg then began counting
down, “One…. Two… Three…” As He counted up, Shaundi could feel
any stress her body was holding melt away, leaving her more
relaxed than pot could ever get her.
“Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten.” As soon as Oleg
reached ten, Shaundi’s body went limp, completely relaxed,
Shaundi could almost feel a slight wave of euphoria. “Now, I
want you to make your way through your memories, to the night of
the Car crash when you where 16...”
***
The night of the Crash
***
Shaundi and Evelyn both sat in the back of Shaundi’s POS car,
her friend Denise was driving Shaundi home from a party.
“Shaundi, you sure we should take this road? There are like, no
street lights here.” Denise called from up front, and Shaundi
answered, “Yeah, just turn on the brights and you’ll be good.”
Denise did so, and observed, “Much better.”
Shaundi felt a hand on her inner thigh, about five inches from
her crotch. Shaundi turned towards Evelyn, who smiled, and
leaned in for a kiss. Shaundi gave in and let herself be kissed,
feeling elated, kissing a girl was different from kissing a guy,
she didn’t know how, bit it was. Shaundi wrapped her arms around
Evelyn’s waist, kissing back now. Evelyn ran her hand through
Shaundi’s hair, still tussled from the party they had just left.
Shaundi liked what she felt, Evelyn was a natural at this.
Suddenly, just as there began to be some ‘French’ action,
Shaundi felt a large impact, and felt herself be jerked to the
side, hitting her head against the car window and shattering it.
Shaundi felt the seat being lifted out from under her and Evelyn
falling on top of her. She felt a crack, and cried out. She
heard Denise screaming something that Shaundi didn’t quite
catch. The sounds of bending metal and glass breaking filled her
ears, as well as a few screams and groans of pain.
The car kept rolling down the hill, side over side, rolling like
a barrel. Shaundi eventually felt herself settle on the roof,
someone laying next to her, and someone else still in the
driver’s seat hanging upside down. Who where these people?
Shaundi thought to herself as she passed out.
Shaundi’s subconscious then went into third person, seeing a
dark hospital room with two beds, both beds occupied. Shaundi
then saw her mother and father walk through the door, looking
around for a light switch but not finding one. Shaundi’s dad
took out his phone, and shone it on one of the clipboards
attached to the end of either bed. Shaundi’s vision went black,
and she could hear clear as day, “Female, age 16, Name, name,
aah, Evelyn Saunders, not Shaundi.” She then heard a clipboard
be put back, then felt a pressure on the bed, her parents
sitting down next to her.
***
Present Day
***
Shaundi slowly became more aware of her surroundings, feeling
the wave of euphoria wearing down. She opened her eyes, and
looked around. Evelyn was doing the same, and as Evelyn sat up,
she locked eyes with Shaundi with a big grin. Shaundi smirked
too, so her and Evelyn had been together in high school… who
knew. Well, Denise knew, but she’d gotten severe memory loss as
well, such a crazy experience.
“This is too weird, we actually met in high school!” Evelyn
observed, still smirking. “Well I’m glad it was you.” Shaundi
then kissed Evelyn, when the two parted they both smirked.
Tamara chuckled, “This shit is too weird, I’m going home. Bye
girl.” Tamara got up and hugged Shaundi, then Evelyn, and
beckoning Pierce to come with her. “Come on Pierce, when we get
home I have a surprise for you.” Pierce smirked as he mock
saluted to Evelyn as he followed Tamara, walking backwards. “Cya
Ev, Shaundi.” he then turned, and wrapped his arm around Tamara,
guiding her gently to the Elevator.
“Think they’ll last a while?” Shaundi inquired, looking at the
elevator as it closed, Pierce and Tamara where kissing
passionately. Evelyn shrugged, “Hard to tell, didn’t you say
Tamara was mad at him for being too conceded? And didn’t Pierce
say himself that she wasn’t girlfriend material or something?”
Shaundi nodded, “Yeah, I’m confused too, trust me.”
“So, what do you wanna do the rest of the night?” Evelyn
smirked, “I have some ideas.” Shaundi was about to play along,
when Oleg cleared his throat and announced, “I am still here,
you know.” Evelyn and Shaundi both blushed, and Evelyn
apologized, “Sorry, want some dinner or something? We haven’t
eaten yet.” Oleg shook his head, “I ate before I came over. I
think I will be going, give you two Lovebirds some privacy.”
Oleg then stood from his place at the edge of the couch, and
waved a small goodbye as he headed towards the elevators. “Bye
Oleg!” Shaundi called, turning to Evelyn who was smirking. She
looked after Oleg as he stepped into the elevator, and the
moment the doors shut Evelyn attacked Shaundi with her mouth,
kissing her passionately and laying on top of her, making
Shaundi fall backwards onto the couch cushions.
After a few minutes of making out, Shaundi parted from Evelyn
and chuckled, “Wanna put on some music and go upstairs?” Evelyn
smirked as she sat up, wiped the corners of her mouth, and
nodded, “Sure, I’ll meet you there.” Shaundi smirked as well,
and as she got up to go into the computer room for the music,
she called after Evelyn in a joking tone, “Put on something
sexy!” Evelyn could be heard chuckling as she made her way
upstairs, and Shaundi was already in the computer room.
Shaundi walked up to the CD stand, and looked up and down the
rows of cases for something sexy sounding. What was Shaundi
wanting tonight? Hot and heavy or sweet and passionate? Shaundi
contemplated, she knew that tomorrow they had to get back to
work, and great sex always perked her up, gave her a bit of
spring in her step. Shaundi decided on hot and heavy, and picked
up a CD, A mix of club songs and some metal, you know, the
typical hot and heavy mix. The great thing about it though, was
that it was mixed together in one track, so no pauses between
songs.
Shaundi exited the computer room, and walked up the stairs, past
their closed bedroom door, to the bar where the CD player for
the epic speaker system was. They had speakers all across the
crib, that way it didn’t matter where they where in the crib,
they could always jam to their tunes. An IllPod would have been
more practical for that, but with the way the stereo system
rocked, they didn’t need one for in the crib. Shaundi put the CD
into the player, and pressed play. Immediately, the song “Like a
G6” came on, and Shaundi cranked the volume. Shaundi knew what
the next song was, she’d listened to the CD enough to know what
the set list was, the next song was Undertaker by Puscifer.
Shaundi set the CD case down, and walked back around the bar,
pulled her hair out of it’s ponytail as she walked, and ruffled
her hair up as she approached their bedroom door. Shaundi
stripped off her tank top, and was left in her sports bra, her
PJ pants from the night before, and bare feet. Shaundi took a
deep breath, put on a smirk, and opened the bedroom door,
looking around for evelyn and finding her after a brief search.
Shaundi’s jaw dropped, Evelyn lay on her side on the bed, her
head propped up with her left elbow. Her hair over her left
shoulder and trailing onto the bed, slightly wavy as she hadn’t
done it today. She donned a very sexy lace bra, and a pair of
black lace panties, followed by a pair of black pumps. Evelyn’s
toned body rocked the look, she was beautiful. Evelyn smiled at
Shaundi, and Shaundi smiled nervously back. She was gorgeous,
Shaundi loved this woman with all her heart. There was a reason
for that, and this was one of many.
“Like what you see?” Evelyn inquired, looking Shaundi up and
down. Shaundi could only manage a meek nod, even after a little
over six years together, Evelyn still took Shaundi’s breath
away, Shaundi loved it. Evelyn then, with graceful movements,
moved to sit up, and swung her legs off the edge of the bed,
standing up and approaching Shaundi. She closed Shaundi’s mouth,
kissed her, then with a hand on her shoulder, walked around to
the back of Shaundi and pulled the sports bra off of Shaundi,
rubbing the back of her neck as she moved Shaundi’s hair and
kissed Shaundi’s back, between the shoulder blades.
The urge to fuck Evelyn grew, and Shaundi whipped around, maybe
quicker than she normally did, and pressed her lips against
Evelyn’s, locking them in a passionate kiss. Shaundi’s hands
found Evelyn’s waist, and backed up slowly, pulling Evelyn with
her. The back of Shaundi’s legs connected with the bed, and
Shaundi pulled Evelyn backwards on top of her, still kissing her
passionately and holding her around the waist. Shaundi and
Evelyn parted, and Shaundi moved to Evelyn’s neck, kissing the
Nautical Star tattoo on the right side of Evelyn’s neck. There
was something different about the way Evelyn tasted this time,
it was sweeter, honey dust maybe?
Surprise! LMAO Let me know what you think. :p
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Aussie Boy
Date: February 2, 2012, 5:20 am
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Damn that's a lot of reading.
That is a massive twist. I like it.
I think over the months you've been writing I've commented on
nearly every aspect at least a dozen times. I actually have
nothing left to say.
So just continue please. 10/10
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 2, 2012, 8:21 pm
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WOOT! :D Thank you so much Aussie! :D
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 14, 2012, 6:53 am
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[center]Pimps Up, Ho’s Down
Shaundi awoke slowly the next morning, an elated feeling washing
over her as consciousness returned to her body. She looked over
to her right, Evelyn was fast asleep still, her hair heavily
tusseled from the night before. Shaundi smirked at the lipstick
kisses all over Evelyn’s body, one of the many things they’d
done last night.
Shaundi slid out of bed and stretched, walking over to the
bathroom and looking at herself in the mirror. Her lipstick was
smeared, and her hair was a wreck that closely resembled a rat’s
nest. Shaundi smirked, last night was fun, no matter how awful
they looked this morning. Shaundi opened the cabinet next to the
sink, and pulled out one very fluffy towel, walked over to the
shower, and draped the towel over the towel bar that ran across
the edge of the glass box of a shower. Shaundi opened the shower
door, and stepped inside, turning the water on as she went.
The water came out hot, just the way she liked it. Shaundi let
the water cascade down her head, wetting her hair down and
warming her body all over. Shaundi showered as normal, except
she used extra conditioner to get all the knots out of her hair,
there where a ton of them from the night before. Shaundi
smirked, Evelyn was an amazing woman, Shaundi was lucky to have
her.
Shaundi finished with her shower within the next few minutes,
cut off the water, and stepped out, covering herself in the very
fluffy towel on the side of the shower. Shaundi grabbed another
towel for her hair, drying it roughly then running a brush
through it quickly, giving it a sleek and smooth effect. Shaundi
decided to actually do her hair today, so she brought out the
blow dryer and pugged it in. She began to section it off, blow
drying it section by section. She ran the brush through each
individual section following closely behind the blow dryer,
trying to straighten it a bit, but it only left her hair
slightly wavy and a bit frizzy at the end. Shaundi grimaced,
then unplugged the blow dryer and wrapped the cord around the
handle, stowing it back in the cabinet and grabbing Evelyn’s
straightener, Plugging it in and letting it begin to heat up.
Shaundi also grabbed a bottle of SaintlySilk, this stuff worked
wonders. Shaundi then squeezed a bit of the SaintlySilk into her
palm, and rubbed her hands back and forth to get the liquid
through her hands. Shaundi flipped her head downwards, sending
her hair cascading down over her face. Shaundi started at the
roots of the back of her head, and worked the SaintlySilk
through that way, back of the head to the front, making sure her
hair was coated well with the stuff. Shaundi then straightened
up quickly, flipping her hair in shades of Maryse as she did so.
She looked in the mirror, her hair was less frizzy, but still
puffy. She rinsed her hands off with a bit of warm water and
soap, getting the remaining SaintlySilk off of her hands before
drying them on the towel she donned and beginning to straighten
sections of her hair. Shaundi’s thoughts ranged from what could
POSSIBLY happen today, to Evelyn, then back to their crazy
situation, and back to Evelyn. Before she knew it, her hair was
silky smooth and straight.
Shaundi, still wrapped in the towel, walked into the bedroom and
to the dresser, pulling out underwear and a bra, dropping the
towel and slipping them on quickly. Shaundi sauntered across the
carpet and around the corner to the closet, where she found her
attire for the day. Shaundi wore a light purple Camisole, very
similar to her usual one, but not nearly as low cut. She pulled
out a dark grey vest as well, pulling it on and buttoning it
tightly around her midsection. The cool thing about this vest,
was that it actually mimicked a bulletproof vest if she got into
any trouble. True, it didn’t protect most of her cleavage area,
but it was better than nothing.
Shaundi then pulled out a pair of dark grey True fit jeans, and
a pair of black pumps. Shaundi walked quietly to the vanity, and
put on some eyeliner, eyeshadow, and mascara. She then put on a
tiny bit of lip gloss, and blotted her lips. She walked over to
her side of the bed and half assed making the bed up on her
side. She opened the drawer of her bedside table, and pulled out
her Vice 9, still in it’s holster, and Shaundi clipped it to the
back of her jeans. As well as the Vice 9, Shaundi pulled out a
notebook and a pen. She flipped it to a new page, and wrote,
“Ev, I’m going to be around the crib, just look for me. Yours in
eternity, Shaundi” Satisfied with the note, Shaundi placed the
notebook where Evelyn would see it, and carefully knelt on the
bed and leaned over Evelyn, kissing her cheek softly and
caressing her hair. Shaundi then slowly made her way off of the
bed, and even slower out of the room, making sure the door
didn’t make so much as the softest click when it closed behind
her.
Shaundi walked downstairs, her heels clicking on the steps as
she went. There was little activity for a day like this, only a
few saints milled around either eating or chatting, no fights
with hookers or target practice… yet. Shaundi turned the corner
and entered the weight room where a few Saints where working
out. Several of them nodded to her, one of them the Spotter for
an up and coming Saint. The up and coming saint’s arms wobbled
heavily, and the spotter scrambled to rack the weights before
the kid killed himself. Shaundi warned, “Careful guys.” As she
walked through another door, into the office/entertainment room.
Shaundi sat at the desk, and logged into the computer. Once the
computer had warmed up a bit, Shaundi started up SaintsPlayer,
their own personal iteration of a music player, curtosy of the
Ultor side of the Saints. Shaundi flicked through her music,
deciding what she was looking for. She wanted to listen to…
humm… Rihanna seemed appealing at the moment. She scrolled
through until she got to the R’s, and found Rihanna. She pressed
Shuffle, that way she’d have a good variety. The first song to
play was S&M, Shaundi smirked.
As Shaundi minimized the player, she moved to her e-mail, the
one she lets fans send her mail with. Shaundi logged into her
e-mail, expecting e-mails of praise as she usually got, only to
be severely shocked by hate mail. Every e-mail on the page
consisted of something along the lines of, “You’re a whore!”
“Lesbo bitch!” “Lady Licks a lot!” the list went on, and on, and
on, and on. Shaundi scrolled through twenty pages of hate mail,
all being quite similar in title, when Shaundi decided not to go
looking through any more. Shaundi logged out of the hate mail
account, and changed to her regular account. Several e-mails
from her contacts all around Stilwater and Steelport asked
things like, “Did the Saints blow up the bridge?” “What the fuck
happened here?” “Are you bitches crazy?!?” The list went on…
Shaundi sighed, and closed her e-mail, closing the internet
window and laying back in her seat. Why where people blaming the
Saints for what happened on the bridge? Why the fuck would the
Saints deface a landmark on their own turf? Come one people grow
a damn brain!
Shaundi’s cell phone, in the front pocket of her true fit jeans,
buzzed. Shaundi straightened up quickly and pulled it out, it
was Zimos. Well wasn’t this strange, Zimos and Shaundi hadn’t
really talked, apart from Shaundi threatening to shove his cane
down his throat hole… ouch. “Hey Girl, I got a job for
youuuuuuuu.” Zimos sing songed, drawing out the word You and
going up in pitch so high Shaundi had to jerk the phone back
from her ear. “What’s the job?” Shaundi inquired, switching the
phone to the other ear and rubbing the ear that got blasted.
“I need youuuuuuu to get a message to ya girl, ya dig?” Shaundi
rolled her eyes, this wasn’t the 60’s or wherever the fuck time
period he was stuck in. “I dig, shoot.” Shaundi retorted back,
playing along. “I got somethin’ I need to show her, Let her know
will ya?” Shaundi rolled her eyes once more, then reassured,
“I’ll let her know, Z.” Zimos then burst into a singsong tone
once more with, “Thank youuuuuuu from tha bottom of mah
heaaaaaaaaaaaart!” Zimos then hung up on Shaundi, and Shaundi
set her phone down, her ears ringing from the high pitched and
whiney autotune on Zimos’ voice box.
***
Later that day
***
Evelyn came shuffling into the computer room, clad in only a
white camisole and a pair of white sleep shorts. Her hair was
tangled, but not enough to look completely awful. Evelyn looked
at Shaundi with her eyebrows raised, inquiring, “What time is
it?” Shaundi smirked as she stood, and sauntered her way towards
Evelyn. As Shaundi approached, Evelyn wrapped her arms around
Shaundi and kissed her passionately. Once they parted, Evelyn
inquired once more, “No seriously, what time is it?” Shaundi
smirked, and looked over at the clock hanging over the plasma TV
behind Evelyn, it was afternoon, 3:50 to be exact. “3:50, why?”
Evelyn did a double take, “What?!” She inquired, taken aback.
“Relax, Ev. You needed the sleep.” Shaundi soothed, Evelyn shook
her head, “I never sleep that long. Why didn’t you wake me up?”
Shaundi looked at Evelyn’s now distressed features, and calmed,
“Ev, We have something to do for Zimos, he wants us to come by.
He called back and said just whenever was fine, so you’re good.”
Evelyn smirked slightly, “You really want me to be a-ok at all
times don’t you?” Shaundi thought about it for a second, it was
true. Seeing Evelyn worry was not number one on her list of
favorite things. Unsurely, Shaundi answered, “I guess… seeing
you worry or fret about anything isn’t exactly fun for me.”
Evelyn smirked as she kissed Shaundi’s cheek, “You’re fine. Now
let’s go meet Zimos.” She then looked down at what she was
wearing, then rephrased, “Well, I’m gonna get dressed first, but
you know.” Shaundi laughed slightly, “I know what you meant.
I’ll see you in a few.” Evelyn nodded as she parted from
Shaundi, and walked back out of the office and back through the
weight room. Shaundi watced as Evelyn walked away, particularly
her very nice looking ass.
***
Half an hour later
***
Shaundi had logged out of the computer and was sitting on her
and Evelyn’s bed back upstairs, waiting for Evelyn to get out of
the bathroom from doing her hair. Soon enough, the bathroom door
opened and Shaundi feasted her eyes on Evelyn, her hair silky
straight and perfect in every way. Shaundi scanned Evelyn’s
face, her makeup from yesterday was gone, and even without
makeup Evelyn was still the most beautiful thing Shaundi had
ever seen. Shaundi smiled as Evelyn smirked at her as she walked
past the bed, to the vanity to do her makeup. Shaundi’s gaze
followed her, Evelyn was still clad in a towel. Shaundi watched
as Evelyn applied some powder to her face, blending it into her
skin tone perfectly. Another thing great about being a Saint,
was that they could afford the most expensive makeup on the
planet, and they got it at a discount. Shaundi, though it was a
far cry from what she saw herself doing about five years ago,
was utterly happy with what she was doing now.
Evelyn then applied some eye liner, followed by some smokey grey
eye shadow. Shaundi was now laying across the foot of the bed,
her head propped up by her hands, elbows resting on the bed.
Evelyn looked back at her in the mirror, and scrunched her face
slightly, Shaundi smirked. Evelyn then put on some light pink
lip gloss, much different from the blood red lipstick that used
to accompany her everywhere she went. With time, and possibly
the rehab, Evelyn’s tastes in heavy makeup had subdued. Shaundi
guessed it was living on the streets, as well as in and out of
prison and rehab that did it, after all, when you’re roughin’ it
like that, you can’t be picky about your looks. Evelyn stood,
and walked back across the room, to their dresser. Evelyn pulled
out a black lace bra and the panties to match, dropping her
towel and slipping them on. Shaundi’s gaze was glued to the
woman wandering around the room getting ready, sure she saw and
touched this woman every day, but Evelyn still managed to amaze
her by how beautiful she was.
“Like what you see?” Evelyn jested as she opened the closet,
moving piles of shirts on their hangers to get to what she
wanted. Shaundi smirked, “You know it.” She retorted, and Evelyn
smiled. Evelyn then pulled out a pair of midnight black skinny
jeans, pulling them on her curvaceous frame. Evelyn pulled on a
pair of black pumps, standing several inches taller now. Evelyn
then pulled out a black camisole and slipped it on, it was form
fitting, just the way Evelyn more most, if not all, of her
clothes. Evelyn then turned to Shaundi, “So, how do the judges
rate today’s attire?” She inquired in an over dramatic voice,
striking a pose as she went. Shaundi rolled off the bed, and
stood dramatically, her hand on her chin, stroking an imaginary
Ru Paul mustache, “I think that’ll be a 10.”
Evelyn then jumped up and down clapping her hands quickly, “Yay
me!” She joked, she stopped and then jokingly threatened, “If
you tell anyone about that I’ll tattoo something dirty on you in
your sleep.” Shaundi chuckled as she approached Evelyn and
hugged her, “No worries, your secret is safe with me.” Shaundi
and Evelyn then parted, and Shaundi checked the time on her
phone. “It’s almost 5:00, wanna head out to meet Zimos?” Shaundi
inquired, to which Evelyn answered, “Yeah, let’s go ahead and
go.” Shaundi nodded, and stashed her phone in her jeans poket,
walking to the door and opening it, and with a sweeping gesture,
instructed, “After you, madame.” Evelyn smirked as she walked
through the door, “Such a lady.”
***
En route to Zimos’ place
***
Shaundi was behind the wheel of her Hammerhead, her powerful and
beautiful Hammerhead. Evelyn sat in the passenger seat, both
wore their seatbelts for once. Evelyn’s cell phone rang, and
Shaundi kept her eyes on the road. Evelyn answered, “Sup Z?”
After a second, Evelyn groaned slightly and answered, “Ok Z,
we’ll meet you there.” Evelyn hung up her phone, and then
instructed, “Change of plans, we’re gonna meet Z downtown, I
suspect we‘ll be making a trip to Safeword somehow... It is
Zimos after all.” Shaundi chuckled, then inquired, “You never
did say how that place was, does the management keep it clean?”
Evelyn shuddered, “For the most part yes, but the dungeon is
another story… ugh I hope we don’t have to go down to the
dungeon.” Shaundi scrunched her brow, and inquired, “Dungeon? I
guess this is where the human pony show comes into play?” Evelyn
nodded, “Yeah, Z was trapped down there in bondage gear. And
Lemmie just say, Z does not look good in bondage gear.” Shaundi
shuddered, “Gross. I think I know a certain someone who might
though.”
Evelyn laughed, “I didn’t know you where into the nasty shit
Shaundi.” Shaundi laughed too, “I’m not, but who knows, it may
be fun.” Evelyn smirked, “Adventurous much?” Shaundi smirked
too, shrugging slightly, “You never know.” Shaundi continued
along the road she was on, taking a few turns and eventually
making her way to the downtown district once more. Shaundi saw a
crowd of people gathered on the sidewalk, Zimos among them.
Shaundi pulled her car to a stop the next alleyway over, and put
it in park. Taking out the key, Shaundi got out and shoved the
keys into her pocket, waiting for Evelyn to come around the car
and walk with her.
Not afraid to be lesbian in public, Shaundi grasped Evelyn’s
hand and intertwined their fingers as they both began to walk
towards the sidewalk. Evelyn looked at her and inquired, “You
sure?” Shaundi smiled, “Fuck the people, I’m with you.” Evelyn
smirked and kissed Shaundi’s cheek as they turned the corner and
out of the alleyway, slipping thorugh the crowd and settling to
a stop next to Zimos. Now that Shaundi looked they where all
staring up at a jumbotron with a public adress, a broadcast from
Congress. “While no group has taken credit for the attack in
Stilwater, we have ignored it’s root cause.” Shaundi examined
the screen, Monica Hughes was the one speaking, addressing
congress and all of Steelport, no doubt all of Stilwater as
well. “Our uncontrolled media and the goods sold to our children
have fetishIzed gang culture and turned sociopathIC madmen into
heroes. NO MORE!" Monica Hughes, despite having a stick shoved
up her ass, was a very good speaker, she got her tone and point
across with conviction and power. At that, congress began to
clap, but died down within a second or two as Monica Hughes
began to talk once more.
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#Post#: 4472--------------------------------------------------
Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 14, 2012, 6:55 am
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[center]"Those responsible for this act of terror will be found
and held accountable." Monica paused, more applause rang from
the congress. Zimos looked over at Evelyn, who shrugged as they
both looked at the screen once more. "The STAG initiative marks
a milestone in taking back the streets of America!" This
statement earned even more powerful applause from the senate,
and Evelyn, Shaundi, and Zimos decided they'd heard enough.
"What the hell is the STAG initiative?" inquired Evelyn, looking
at Zimos. Zimos, in his autotuned tone, replied, "If it's free
porn for everyone, I am down." Shaundi smirked slightly, same
old Zimos. Wait, same old Zimos? So she DID remember something
about him! But what exactly was it… fuck.
Evelyn led Shaundi behind her as Zimos walked down to the alley
at the opposite end of the building from where Shaundi had
parked. "So what's the lead?" Inquired Evelyn, to which Zimos
merely answered with a sweeping gesture to a van painted black,
gold accents, and zebra print, labled, "Boogie Bus" "Oh I got
you hooked up Slim."
"Very discreet." Evelyn remarked, taking in the 70's throwback
on wheels. Zimos reached into the breast pocket on the inside of
his pimp coat, and pulled out an envilope, handing it to Evelyn
as he explained, "That's an invitation to kick the Morning Star
right in their collective Pusseh! They're havin' an auction
tonight, flash the card, and you're in."
Shaundi smirked, she liked the idea of posing as an eccentric
billionaire to get into a club. Oh wait… they where eccentric
millionaires, but BILLIONAIRE, that was the key. Evelyn must've
been on the same train of thought, and wondered aloud, "So what?
I pretend to be an eccentric billionaire?" Zimos smirked, then
in as nonchalant of a tone as he could manage with his autotune,
explained, "Kind of. I'm gonna auction you off as a sex slave."
Alarms went off in Shaundi's head, and Evelyn's eyes grew wide.
"Fuck that." Evelyn refused, stepping back a few steps. What the
fuck was Zimos thinking? Zimos then, in a more stern tone than
Shaundi had ever heard him use, ordered, "Oh quit bein' a bitch
and get in the van." Evelyn shook her head, "This is a horrible
fuckin' idea." She dropped Shaundi's hand and kissed her on the
lips, Evelyn's soft, wonderful lips meeting Shaundi's and
sending her to heaven once more.
That small moment of heaven was then interrupted by Zimos
clearing what was left of his throat. Evelyn parted from
Shaundi, and smiled at her as she walked to the back of the van,
opened the doors with a grunt, and climbed in, slamming them
shut behind her. "Shaundi, You comin' with?" Zimos inquired,
looking at her over his glasses. Shaundi nodded, "Why the fuck
not right?" Shaundi walked over to the passenger door, and
popped it open, sliding into the passenger seat. Zimos walked
around the car, and sat in the driver's seat. He called back to
Evelyn, "Yo, 'fore we get there imma need you to get nekkid."
Evelyn's steely tone was heard from the back of the van, "What.
The. Fuck." Shaundi was growing increasingly uncomfortable with
this whole thing, first she's being auctioned off, THEN she has
to be naked too? Come on. "You where brought into this world
butt ass nekkid, and I don't think you of all people have
nothiN' to be ashamed of." Zimos assured, and Evelyn could be
heard sighing heavily. "Shaundi, get back here for a second."
Shaundi slid out of her seat and slid back to where Evelyn was,
sitting cross legged in the middle of the shag carpet.
Shaundi sat next to Evelyn and set her hands on Evelyn's knees,
reassuring, "Ev, I know it's not comfortable, but it's the only
way in. We can do this. If we need to, we can go in together as
a packaged deal, you know?" Evelyn then smiled, and after a
second, she answered, "Ok babe, I'll do it. Besides, if anyone
gets too touchey feeley, I can always knee them in the balls and
blow out their brains later." She paused, then inquired, "Will
you help me out of these jeans? They're a bit beyond skin tight
if you haven't noticed." Zimos called back, "We ready to roll?
We on a schedule ya know!" Evelyn called to Zimos, "Yeah Zimos,
hit it."
Zimos gunned the engine, and set the van in motion, turning on
the radio to some very raunchy sex music, a song to which
Shaundi had fucked before. It was ‘Closer’ By Nine inch nails…
Good. Fucking. Times. Shaundi looked back at Zimos, who merely
kept on driving. Shaundi shook her head and turned back to
Evelyn, who was now naked from the waist up. "Well you work
fast." Shaundi remarked, pulling off Evelyn's heels and setting
them by Evelyn's camisole and bra. She then helped peel the skin
tight jeans off of Evelyn, folding them up and laying them on
top of the heels and camisole. Evelyn slipped off the lace
panties, and threw them over by the pile of clothes as well.
"Well, it doesn't get any more naked than this, Z, what's
Shaundi's role in this?" Zimos could be heard chuckling as he
opened up the glove compartment and pulled out a leather
satchel.
"Ya girl is my escort. The costume is in the satchel." He then
tossed it back at them, and Shaundi had a horrible feeling in
the pit of her stomach. She was going to have to be with Zimos
the entire time? "fuck my life." Shaundi muttered, snatching the
satchel and pulling it towards her. She opened the satchel and
dumped it's contents onto the shag carpet of the van.
She weeded through it, frowning at what she found. She found a
thong, a very short skirt, and a sport's bra looking thing with
a cropped Jacket, a rhinestone Z on the back. With it, was a
pair of platformed go-go boots and a pair of fishnets.
Shaundi groaned, And Evelyn smiled at her. "Could be worse,
right?" Shaundi smirked at Evelyn's optimism, she was, after
all, fixing to be sent into 'slavery' for a few minutes at the
least, an hour or two at the most. This still worried Shaundi,
but the party girl buried deep within her that used to rock her
world came out of the shell a bit, making Shaundi feel more
comfortable with the situation. "Let's do it." Shaundi smirked,
unbuttoning her vest and tossing it over to where Evelyn's
clothes where, doing the same with her camisole, heels, and
jeans.
She took off her underwear, and slipped on the thong. following
the thong, was the fishnets and the skirt. She pulled on the
sports bra type thing, Shaundi still couldn't tell exactly what
it was, and pulled the Jacket on over it. She then messed up her
hair, it'd look strange if her hair was pristine now wouldn't
it? She inquired, "Hey Ev, can I use some of your clips?"
Evelyn nodded, "Yeah, I guess I should take those off too huh?"
Evelyn slid the four hair clips holding her bangs behind her ear
off, and handed them to Shaundi. Shaundi smiled as she took
them, pinning parts of her messed up hair back, getting a
somewhat ponytail look, or at least so she hoped. She crawled
across to the other side of the van's interior, and grabbed her
compact out of her jeans, grabbing the black eyeshadow and
drawing a thick line across both eyes, smearing it with her
index finger, making her look different from how she usually
did, giving her eyes a dark, sultry look.
Now clad in her escort attire, Evelyn helped her hair a bit,
fixing it up a tiny bit and messing up parts a bit more, giving
her hair a bit more of a "Sex hair" look. Zimos called back,
"Yo, you dressed yet? We be there in a couple minutes." Shaundi
answered, "Yeah, I'm ready Z." Shaundi then pulled the Go-go
boots on, zipping them up, and then kissed Evelyn ok the cheek.
Evelyn smiled, "You'll do fine." Shaundi smiled, "So will you."
She then crawled back up to the passenger seat, and slid into
it, stretching her legs out on the dashboard. "You look like you
done this before girl, you want a photoshoot?" Shaundi shot
Zimos a dirty look, followed by, "Shut up."
Shaundi then pulled several pieces of her bangs down, that way
they hung in her face, as well as framed it. Within the next few
minutes, the boogie bus pulled to a stop around the back of the
BDSM club, the music from inside pounding inside her chest
already. Shaundi watched as several Morning Star came out, and
knocked on Zimos' window. "I got a sex slave for auction, you
wanna take her?" The Morning Star man shone his flashlight in at
Shaundi, and inquired, "This her?" Shaundi's heart pounded, this
was nerve racking. "Fuck. No. That's my arm candy, the bitch is
in the back." The man then looked at Zimos, "You got an
invitation?" Zimos held his hand out to Shaundi, who reached
back a ways till Evelyn handed her the card, and Shaundi handed
it back to Zimos, who handed it off to the Morning Star thug.
The man shone his light on it, and nodded, "Very well sir, we'll
take her off your hands. You'll be directed to the auction hall
in about an hour, till then, enjoy your stay. Parking is around
the side."
Zimos nodded, "Thank you kindly." The Morning Star goon and his
buddy went around back, and ripped open the doors, to see Evelyn
curled up on the shag carpet, shielding her eyes from the street
lights. "The fuck is this?!" Evelyn screamed as they ripped her
out of the van a bit roughly, Evelyn putting on a fake Puerto
Rican accent, and sounding very convincing. The Morning Star
goons dragged Evelyn through a set of doors that closed behind
them, Shaundi’s heart pounding. “She’s a natural performer, I’ll
give her that.” Zimos smirked as he backed out and pulled the
Boogie Bus around the side of the building.
Once Zimos parked the boogie bus, Shaundi popped open the door
to get out. “Hold up.” Zimos ordered, reaching back to the back
of the van to grab the leather satchel. He then walked around
the back of the van, Shaundi followed him there, and Zimos
opened a secret compartment full of guns and ammo. “Good
thinking, Z.” Shaundi congratulated as Zimos ordred, “Grab one
or two for you, then grab one for Evelyn, she’ll need one once
we meet back up with her.”
Shaundi grabbed two KA-1 Kobras and stuck them in the satchel,
followed by a knife which she stuck in the inside breast pocket
of her jacket. Shaundi then slung the satchel over her shoulder,
and grabbed several clips, throwing those in there too. “We
good?” Shaundi inquired, looking at Zimos. Zimos then shut the
compartment, and opened another, pulling out what looked like
the lining of a bag. Zimos gestured for her to open the satchel,
and she did so. He lay the furry pink lining in the bag, and
fastened it there with several snaps. He then grabbed a bottle
of Lube, some handcuffs, and a few other sex items, and dropped
them in the bag. Shaundi wore a look of confusion, and Zimos
retorted, as though it where obvious, “In case they check yo bag
girl.”
Shaundi nodded, “Right… I knew that.” In an indignant tone,
Zimos answered, “Mmmhum.” He then shut the back of the van, and
ordered, “Now, be mah arm candy. Don’t make eye contact, keep ya
eyes sorta low, and don’t get saucy with nobody, you feel meh?”
Shaundi nodded, “I feel ya, let’s just get in there and do this
so we can grab Evelyn and get the fuck out.” With that, Zimos
held out his arm and Shaundi took it, and with that the two’s
act began.
Zimos didn’t act much different, but Shaundi kept her eyes low,
like Zimos told her. Once they approached the front doors, A
doorman inquired, “Invitation?” Zimos held out the card, Shaundi
just noticed this, but it had half a gimp mask on it. The man
nodded, punched a hole in one of the corners, then handed the
card back and ordered, “You’ll wanna go in and hang out for a
bit, someone will come and let you know when the auction is.”
Zimos nodded, “Right on, right on. Thanks brotha.” Zimos then
led Shaundi in through the main door, the heavy metal music
pounded in Shaundi’s chest.
Zimos led her through the crowded lower floor, the whole
populace clad in leather and chains for the most part, Shaundi
felt slightly violated by all the strippers in cages hanging
from the ceiling, but Shaundi ignored it and tried to tap into
that paty girl side of her once more. Zimos led Shaundi up one
of the two flights of stairs, and back to a lounge area. The
leather couches had a shine to them, and Zimos plopped down on
one, setting his feet on the glass coffee table in front of
them.
Shaundi sat leaned up against Zimos, her hand on his shoulder,
the other one around him. Zimos had a hand around her waist, and
Shaundi secretly wanted to vomit a little. When she got home,
she was taking an hour long shower and scrubbing off most of her
skin. Shaundi looked around, there where paintings of the female
form in various outfits all around, one or two of them looked
like… her? Shaundi examined one a bit closer, and sure enough,
she recognized the purple lycra pants and purple tank top. “Z,
are there paintings of me in here?!” Shaundi whispered to Zimos,
not wanting the others in the lounge area to get suspicious.
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Re: Shaundi's Side (SR2 & SR3 Story)
DIR By: Amaris
Date: February 14, 2012, 6:55 am
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An hour later
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Shaundi was now very tense and wanted to go home, but they still
had the task at hand to complete. A man, the manager from what
it looked like, came over to them and informed, “Mr. Pimp? Hi,
the auction is starting, would you like to follow me this way?”
Zimos nodded, and stood, pulling Shaundi with him. Shaundi
wished to god to smack him after this was all over and done
with.
Zimos followed the manager, he led them to a room across the
club, still upstairs. Inside, where several movie theater like
seats, Zimos sat in one, Shaundi took the seat next to him. They
where in a box, or what seemed like one, and in the center of
the room beyond the glass box, was a lighted circular platform.
Shaundi could make out glass boxes all around the room beyond,
and Shaundi realized what was going down. On the left side of
Zimos’ chair, was a white button, the bid button? Shaundi heard
a familiar voice come over the speaker, it was one of the twin
whores. Shaundi guessed it was Kiki, seeing as Viola had a bit
bitchier of a tone. “Welcome ladies and Gentleman, to the annual
Safeword auction. In the next hour, you will find that beauty
comes in any shape, size, and gender. All models will bare it
all, and you will be able to pick up your purchases after the
show in the Slave hall.”
Shaundi shuddered, this whole thing gave her the creeps, what if
Zimos bid on some other girl before Evelyn came out and was
outbid? Shaundi shook the thought from her head, and then
whispered in Zimos’ ear, “Don’t you dare bid on anyone but
Evelyn, you understand me?” Zimos nodded, “Don’t worry girl, you
act like I’m a pimp or something.” Shaundi smacked the back of
his head, both for the snide comment and not recognizing her as
the girl he took that picture of. This earned her a sturn look,
which Shaundi let roll off of her like water.
Kiki’s voice came back over the speaker, and announced, “Here is
your first item for bid. Male, aged in his mid twenties. He is
of mixed racial decent, and is in good physical shape.” A nude
male was shoved into the lighted circle, he was off balance and
looked as though he was about to fall over. Several lights all
around the room out before them lit up, a light for who bids on
what, Shaundi assumed. Suddenly, Kiki’s voice came back over the
speaker, “Sold, to the gentleman in room 2-B. Our next subject
is…” Shaundi stopped listening, they where doing the males first
from what it seemed, so she tuned out all she heard, until Zimos
announced, “This is her, I see her coming to the platform now.”
Shaundi’s eyes snapped open, and she listened for Kiki’s
announcement. “Next up is a woman in her late twenties, A racial
mix of Caucasian and Puerto Rican. She‘s very feisty, she gave
some of our crew here at Safeword some trouble. She is in top
physical condition, a very worthy specimen.” Hearing Kiki refer
to Evelyn as a “Specimen” made Shaundi’s skin crawl, and Shaundi
felt a pang of remorse as she watched Evelyn being shoved onto
the platform, she seemed rather dazed. Zimos pressed the bid
button, and all the other lights went on around the room as
well, making Shaundi very nervous. Zimos double and triple
tapped the button, and Shaundi saw several of the others doing
the same thing. Shaundi’s jaw set, until finally Kiki announced,
“Sold, to the man in room 5-A. Congratulations, Mr. Zimos.”
Kiki’s voice seemed to take an edge when she spoke the name,
‘Zimos’ and Shaundi wondered why.
The rest of the show flew by, Shaundi didn’t pay attention to
any of it and Zimos didn’t bid on anyone else. “And that
concludes our annual auction. Thank you all for participating,
your purchases will be in the slave hall for pickup.” Slave
hall? That sounded even freakier the second time around. “All
right, we gotta get ya girl and get this shit movin’, the
DeWynters know I’m here.”
Zimos stood, opened the door, and Shaundi practically flew out
of the room. She then remembered, all too suddenly, that they
where soon to be surrounded by Morning Star, so they had to grab
Evelyn and cause some shit to go down. “Let’s get her and cause
some shit around the club.” Shaundi ordered, and Zimos chuckled
a little, “Don’t get carried away, girl.” He then grabbed her
around the waist and she put on the proper pose to pass as his
escort again.
They walked down the hall a ways, exiting a door, and finding
themselves in the main room, the music still playing loudly and
booming. They made their way downstairs, and to the “Slave
hall”. It was a large marble hall, all of the models that they’d
seen where huddled in the corner, but Evelyn was standing,
rather wobbly, in the middle of the room. “Here’s your guns
back.” Zimos called to Evelyn, and Shaundi ripped open the
satchel, tossing the furry pink lining out and grabbing a KA-1
Kobra and tossing it to Evelyn. Evelyn missed the catch, and it
went flying past her. As she lunged to catch it, she fell on the
marble floor. Shaundi rushed to her, and inquired, “You ok?!”
Evelyn nodded, “Where am I gonna keep that Siiiiilly gun?” She
inquired, reaching for it and missing by a foot or so. She
reached again, and got it.
This concerned Shaundi, so she wondered aloud, “Ev, did they
give you something?” Evelyn nodded as Shaundi helped her up,
“Yeah.” Evelyn slurred, she then continued, “I dunno what it was
though… I think it’s working.” Zimos approached, “Yo, I think we
better be goin’ now?” Shaundi nodded, “Come on, Ev, Let’s kick
some ass.” Evelyn nodded and let Shaundi support her on one
shoulder. Shaundi aimed with her left hand, and held Evelyn with
her right side. Evelyn held up her gun shakily, not very steady
after whatever it was they gave her.
They exited the “Slave hall” and turned a corner, where Evelyn
collapsed, bringing Shaundi with her. Shaundi struggled to haul
Evelyn back to her feet, Evelyn seemed to want to be on the
ground. “But the floor is so… pretty.” Evelyn muttered, leaning
heavily against Shaundi. Evelyn then pulled away from Shaundi
and shuffled down the rest of the hallway, into the security
station ahead. “Careful!” Called Shaundi, she knew there where
bound to be morning star in there.
“Who the fuck let you out?!” Shaundi heard a male call just
before Evelyn open fired, emptying a whole clip, then silence.
Shaundi, heart pounding, ran into the security station, which
was just as nicely furnished as the rest of the place, to see
Evelyn standing there, and several dead bodies of Morning Star
goons. “Great work Ev!” Shaundi congratulated as she went to hug
Evelyn, but evelyn held up a finger and backed up a few steps,
Shaundi was about to ask what it was, then Evelyn bent over and
spewed a putrid green brew. “What the fuck!?” Shaundi exclaimed,
holding back some of Evelyn’s hair.
Zimos made a series of “tsk” sounds, then continued, “Just what
I thought, the slave brew. Shit’s brutal.” Shaundi turned to
Zimos, a hand still on a coughing Evelyn, and defended,
“Evelyn’s been through some shit, she’ll pull through.” Zimos
smirked slightly, “But will she still have all her teeth?” that
slightly worried Shaundi, was that drug, whatever it was, potent
enough to make her teeth rot? Meth hadn’t done the trick, so
Shaundi wasn’t overly concerned… but she had to get Evelyn some
water asap to wash that shit out of her mouth.
Evelyn straightened back up to a standing position, and wiped
her mouth. She made a, “Yuck” face while sticking out her
tongue, then took a step and wobbled a bit. Suddenly, the room
was filled with a screeching alarm. “Find somethiN’ to turn
those off!” Zimos bellowed, calling to Shaundi and Evelyn.
Evelyn nodded, “On it.” She mumbled, turning and walking behind
the security station and pressing several keys on a keyboard.
The alarms paused for a second, Shaundi and Zimos breathed a
sigh of relief, when suddenly they came back on again. “Damn
things are still goin’…” He muttered. Shaundi looked around, to
see a door whip open. Raising her gun, expecting to see morning
star pour out of it, instead saw hookers with… where those giant
dildos? Shaundi blinked a couple times, trying to clear her
vision, but it didn’t change, those hookers where definitely
weilding giant purple dildos.
Evelyn saw this as well, and chuckled, “That’s a big Dildo.” She
muttered, sounding adorable in her higher than a kite state.
Evelyn leveled her gun in front of her and walked out from
around the security station, leaning against Shaundi once more.
The strippers, hookers, whatever they where, burst through the
other door leading into the main area of the club, morning star
whee everywhere and a few hookers got shot on sight. The others
that managed to survive though, smashed morning star goons in
the face with their dildo bats, and Shaundi must admit, they
could do some serious damage.
Evelyn and Shaundi, followed by Zimos, marched out of the room
and into the main hall, firing on anything that wore red and
usually hitting their mark. Shaundi watched where Evelyn was
firing, if she missed a target Shaundi quickly covered her
tracks so that Evelyn wouldn’t feel bad. Several minutes of
fighting tooth and nail with anything wearing red was starting
to show on Shaundi, she was starting to slow down from carrying
Evelyn about, who had nearly fainted three or four times.
Shaundi thought that Evelyn’s speech and lack of coordination
was a bit cute, until Evelyn made the comment, “Z, this stuff is
amazing… I’ve been missing out on… so much!” As those words
penetrated Shaundi’s eardrums and into her brain, Shaundi’s
nightmare came flooding back to her.
Evelyn laying against her desk with a syrenge in her arm, a
glass pipe and lighter just out of her reach. White loose
fitting pajama pants and a white camisole the only things she
donned, her hair over her face slightly, Evelyn’s skin growing
cold and stone like. Gunfire close to Shaundi quickly snapped
her from her day-nightmare, and she snapped to, firing on the
closest thing wearing red and moving.
Later Shaundi, still holding Evelyn, and Zimos following with a
group of prostitutes, now weilding guns, made their way down to
the dungeon. Shaundi made a mental note not to let Evelyn fall
down whilst down here, her tubes weren’t tied like Shaundi’s
where. Evelyn, Shaundi, and Zimos made their way through the
dungeons, freeing mass quantities of hookers and having Zimos
comfort them, making them follow.
Once they’d released all of the Morning Star’s sex slaves, They
had a massive quantity of women following them. Shaundi smirked,
it was a funny thought. They where heading to the garage, that
way they could jack a few limos and get the fuck out of there,
when Zimos warned, “Time to go after their head of Security,
only…”
Evelyn, who at the mention of head of security detached herself
from Shaundi, inquired, “Only?” The mass quantity of women,
Zimos, Shaundi and Evelyn where now in the garage, everyone who
had a gun had it leveled in front of them, ready to spew bullets
at anything that came their way. “Well, he’s big.” Shaundi’s
stomach dropped as she heard a familiar and terrifying footfall,
their head of security was a brute!
Shaundi ducked down, and as she did so she yelled to the girs,
“GET DOWN!” Evelyn ducked as well as Zimos, and several of the
girls, a few thought they where badass enough to stay standing
and keep their guns trained, but they where quickly silenced by
the roar of mini-gun fire from the brute, mowing down anyone
standing up.
The brute sceased fire after a moment, and Shaundi took this
opportunity to stand up and fight. Shaundi, Evelyn, Zimos, as
well as all the girls who weren’t either dead or grief stricken,
stood, and marched forward as a unit, firing on the brute.
Within seconds, he was down, and Shaundi smiled as Evelyn
charged at him, now completely stable.
Evelyn backhanded the brute, and kicked him, sending him
sprawling onto his back. She then leapt on top of his chest, and
fired the rest of her clip from her pistol into the brute’s
mouth, making it’s head explode and it’s brains fly everywhere.
Shaundi watched as Evelyn stood once more, now wiping blood and
brains off of her lean body. “gross.” She muttered, shaking a
rather slimy piece of brain off of her arm.
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