Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:58:30 GMT
Day one. The first of three as far as Todd is concerned. Thursday Anarchy has come and gone, and even thou Todd didn’t walk out with the Inter state title, he didn’t walk out empty handed none the less.
Todd’s old red Chevy pick up pulls up in front of a huge stone and brick church. Tory jumps out of the bed of the truck and walks up to the passenger door and opens it. Vampyra stares forwards with a looks “Now way buddy” on her face. She’s seething, just down right pissed off. Todd turns the truck off.
“Okay. Get out and go do it.” Todd says.
“I rather not.” Vampyra says.
“It’s that or we find the dirtiest, scummiest disease infested bum we can find.” Todd says.
“I would rather...”
“For some reason, I don’t think you would. Like they say, the more the merrier, and I would make sure they had AIDS.”
Vampyra thinks it over. “I guess this isn’t so bad after all.”
“Good, get stepping.”
Vampyra steps out of the truck, wearing a blonde wig, red pumps, a short red and white checkered mini skirt and, A chopped off shirt that reveals his navel and a push up bra, which the shirt sports a low “V” cut on top of that. Her face has been scrubbed down and is no longer white looking, and with the trailer trash eye liner and lipstick, she is ready to roll. Tory chuckles as she steps on to the side walk.
“Now remember, you have to sit there for the whole mass, and after words, confession with the priest. And what is your confession?”
Vampyra turns around, “I am a lesbian.”
“Good, and what else?”
“I want to be converted.”
“And?”
“I want him to covert me.”
“What else!?” Todd demands.
“Hand me my purse, so I can get it on film.” Vampyra says.
Todd tosses her the purse with the built in camera. “Remember, don’t go in one of those booths, in his office.”
“yes, I know, But I am not showing him my twat!”
“Whatever, but if he doesn’t pop a boner.......”
“I know, French main outfit and the nursing home.”
“And believe me, You will changing bed pans! And they will be really full, and smelly. Trish promised me that!”
“yes master.” Vampyra says.
Todd smiles. “Better get going, church is about to start.”
She rolls her eyes and begins to the long walk up the sidewalk to attend church. Tory hops back into the truck. They watch her enter the church. Todd chuckles. “Little does Johnny know, This is fun! Best match so far in the WWCW.”
“Sure is. But you know, she does look cute with wig on.”
“No shit. I think, It’s time for a hair cut and shampoo for that bitch.” Todd says.
“OH, I got another idea.” says Tory.
“What?”
“You Mitch right?”
“Yeah, the make up for Hollywood?” says Todd.
“Yeah, Called him on the cell, he has a body suit we can borrow.” Tory says with a smile.
“Really? What kind of suit?”
“How about, tonight, we parade around a 600 pound Vampyra wearing a string bikini?”
Todd laughs. “NO WAY!”
“And, he promise that it will look and move as if it is life like.”
Todd laughs even harder. “Lets go get it, we have some time to kill!”
And with that, the truck comes to life and they are off........................................
Todd’s old red Chevy pick up pulls up in front of a huge stone and brick church. Tory jumps out of the bed of the truck and walks up to the passenger door and opens it. Vampyra stares forwards with a looks “Now way buddy” on her face. She’s seething, just down right pissed off. Todd turns the truck off.
“Okay. Get out and go do it.” Todd says.
“I rather not.” Vampyra says.
“It’s that or we find the dirtiest, scummiest disease infested bum we can find.” Todd says.
“I would rather...”
“For some reason, I don’t think you would. Like they say, the more the merrier, and I would make sure they had AIDS.”
Vampyra thinks it over. “I guess this isn’t so bad after all.”
“Good, get stepping.”
Vampyra steps out of the truck, wearing a blonde wig, red pumps, a short red and white checkered mini skirt and, A chopped off shirt that reveals his navel and a push up bra, which the shirt sports a low “V” cut on top of that. Her face has been scrubbed down and is no longer white looking, and with the trailer trash eye liner and lipstick, she is ready to roll. Tory chuckles as she steps on to the side walk.
“Now remember, you have to sit there for the whole mass, and after words, confession with the priest. And what is your confession?”
Vampyra turns around, “I am a lesbian.”
“Good, and what else?”
“I want to be converted.”
“And?”
“I want him to covert me.”
“What else!?” Todd demands.
“Hand me my purse, so I can get it on film.” Vampyra says.
Todd tosses her the purse with the built in camera. “Remember, don’t go in one of those booths, in his office.”
“yes, I know, But I am not showing him my twat!”
“Whatever, but if he doesn’t pop a boner.......”
“I know, French main outfit and the nursing home.”
“And believe me, You will changing bed pans! And they will be really full, and smelly. Trish promised me that!”
“yes master.” Vampyra says.
Todd smiles. “Better get going, church is about to start.”
She rolls her eyes and begins to the long walk up the sidewalk to attend church. Tory hops back into the truck. They watch her enter the church. Todd chuckles. “Little does Johnny know, This is fun! Best match so far in the WWCW.”
“Sure is. But you know, she does look cute with wig on.”
“No shit. I think, It’s time for a hair cut and shampoo for that bitch.” Todd says.
“OH, I got another idea.” says Tory.
“What?”
“You Mitch right?”
“Yeah, the make up for Hollywood?” says Todd.
“Yeah, Called him on the cell, he has a body suit we can borrow.” Tory says with a smile.
“Really? What kind of suit?”
“How about, tonight, we parade around a 600 pound Vampyra wearing a string bikini?”
Todd laughs. “NO WAY!”
“And, he promise that it will look and move as if it is life like.”
Todd laughs even harder. “Lets go get it, we have some time to kill!”
And with that, the truck comes to life and they are off........................................