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Life's a two way street	By : RosesBlack Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Guns N' Roses Views: 2269 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Guns N Roses. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Life's a two way street
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Authors note : this is my first gnr fic ever so plz enjoy and review

It's a mild night on the strip, no one's out, atleast not yet, the clubs'll be closing in about fifteen minutes, maybe ten if I'm lucky. Once the bars are closed that's when the action heats up, men flooding out of The Whiskey to find a piece of flesh to fuck with. Me? I just like to watch and bet myself on who's commin back to the strip with the right amount of cash to get off the streets or even come back alive depending on how bad the customers want it. I've had my share of offers by most of the rich white men that pull up infront of my corner of the street in their fancy lookin cars, waving their cash in my face as if I can be bought of by a few pieces of paper with high numbers on it, I tell em I'm not sellin and they get all in a huff that I shouldn't be dressin like a hooker if I ain't gonna act like one, which makes me think that my father is still yellin at me from beyond the grave. Truth is I was a hooker, but I stop when the number of us started to decrease. I'd see girls be carried off by a bunch of high rollers who seem like they got the cash to make her dreams come true and I wouldn't see em for days, even weeks. Most of them were just young girls trying to earn some cash, just simple innocence trying to get off of the streets. So I just quit, I wasn't gonna end twenty three years dying spread eagle in some motel room. Across the street from where I'm standing, a cherry red convertiable pulls up next to a blonde. The guy in the car looks like one of those rinky dink rich boys from malibu, then again he could just be another creep out for womans blood, either way, she ain't gonna make it back alive. I could never understand why a man would be so cold as to kill a woman who just wants to get a couple of dollars to feed herself, or even her kid. But yea, that’s the price of their lifestyle, if your too weak to carry a can of mase or a switch blade then you don’t belong out here. As I’m watching a cadilac pull up near a young lookin red head from the far right of me, I see a group of men walk out of the club carrying a passed out girl out of the bar, it’s upsetting how people can just get wasted in a seedy bar like this and not expect to get date raped, but that’s L.A. for ya. One man in particular catches my eye, a tall shabby red head wearin nothin but leather, I’ve seen him a couple of times at the bar playin gigs with his band, Guns N Roses I think it was called, I saw them tonight and needless to say, that red head could jirate his hips better than Elvis ever could, got me a little wet just by watchin it. I try to catch his attention once the rest of his crew are gone. “ Good show tonight honey, got me alittle wet.” I call out to him, he makes his way over to me, licking his lips as if that’s an open invitation to get in my pants. “ Thanks for your interest.” He says pointing his gaze down to my cleavage, then back up a t me with a wink. “ You only got me alittle wet hon, you could’ve jirated your hips alittle more.” He smirks at me. “ Well,” He moves in closer to me leaving about three inches between my body and his. “ I could show you a lot more than just my hips jirating.” He says deeply, I can almost feel his hot breath on my neck, I don’t know what gave him permission to curve his hands around my ass but I didn’t stop him. “ How does four fifty sound?” He plants a hot, wet kiss on my neck and down to my collar bone, I grabbed him by the neck and forced his face out infront of me, if I was gonna give this guy a night to rember, it wasn’t gonna be cause he thought I was a hooker. “ Slow down little boy, I can assure I’m not a hooker.” “ And I can assure you I’m not little.” He gently takes my hand off of his neck, he obviously likes to be teased. “ Either way, I ain’t a hooker.” “ Then why are you out here?” “ No reason,” I pull out one of my cigerattes from my back pocket, he offers me a light from the blue flamed decal lighter he takes out from his jacket. “ Just to have something to do?” He asks me, I nod and take a puff of my cigeratte. “ Ok then, well how about this? Lets just say for tonight you are a hooker and I’m just another horny guy whos got cash?.” He pulls out a huge money clip from his jacket, it looked like nearly two grand in that clip alone, but no, those days were over, two grand or not. But I needed the money, my rent was due, if I didn’t take it then I would have to go back to bein a hooker again, and if I did then I might not make it back here in one piece, than again there was the switch blade sitting in my bra strap, he said it would only be one night anyway. “ How much is in the clip?” “ Just under two grand.” “ Ok then, but it’s just you and me, I don’t do group jobs.” “ Your call sweety.” He tells me hes got a hotel room a coupl blocks away from the strip, I tell him he better not try anything if he doesn’t want his nuts splattered all over the ground, he laughs and leads me down six blocks to a place called Monte Vile, this was either a road to two grand or a death wish waiting to happen.

end of chpt 1. plz review!!! do you know how hard it is to write smut when the object of said smut is axl rose? it ain't easy!!
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