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Hey There Little Red Riding Hood	By : shaydshanidepp Category: Individual Celebrities > Gareth David-Lloyd Views: 1338 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't know GDL nor am I making any money off of him or his band and this is all fiction.

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“You threw my book.” he felt a little dumb after stating the obvious but it was all that he could think to say to her. He bet on his first guess that he knew her favorite color and that she was a cat person. His mind throughly distracted had forced his feet to walk around the bed to get a better look at her. Her body might have seemed relaxed but it reminded him of a cat she could pounce on him without giving any kind of warning.

“But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it had looked within itself and, by heavens I tell you, it had gone mad.” he had watched her nostrils flare and fire light in her eyes before she twisted onto her side to face him. Yep she was some kind of cat lion or panther maybe. Maybe she was on with a little more stealth.

“It was either that or one of the pillows and a pillow wouldn't give me a satisfying hit so I chose the book besides I had already read it. Very deep that book but I still prefer Stephen King nearly everything in his books can fall into the gray area. Nothing in life is clear cut so why should madness be and exactly at what point does everyone else know that you are going mad? When you start doing things that you normally wouldn't do so therefore they think you are going mad then when in truth it starts before even you yourself notice it. By the time they try to help you it can be too late for most it is far to late.” At some point she had pulled a nail file from somewhere and filed her nails because she was now blowing away the dust giving them a good appraisal before pocketing the file again.

“Do you always carry on a discussion with yourself.” He had kicked off his shoes and lay on the bed with her arbitrarily flipping through the channels before deciding there was nothing on and that he was ignoring his subject anyway. She seemed to be something dreamed up by a man tiny, thick and curvy with a cute face and soft voice. Perfectly manicured toe nails fit those tiny feet much like a cat claws did its feet. He couldn't get cats out of his head when he thought of her he wondered if she was just as flexible.

“Untie my legs.”
“No” that kick to the side still played in his mind he had never seen a leg move so fast unless it belonged to one of his favorite football stars. She gave a loud snort before rolling her eyes and facing him.

“Is there anything we can watch other sports I swear men around the world are all the same elegant apes. Doesn't matter if it's British football or American.”
“So you don't like sports.”
“No I don't Captain Obvious doesn't matter what country it comes from and now you had better untie my legs before I pee all over the bed. And don't try me if you do I'll make sure you regret it.”

He let her up noting that she was wearing a long black leather coat and how short the dress she wore was. She was graceful overly graceful she nearly tumbled coming out and closing the door behind her. Some girls had so much grace that they seemed clumsy and would fall so beautifully.

“I was talking to you but you must be lost in a few hours ago.”
“Hmm?” he really was lost in his thoughts wondering what would she be like.

She sat beside him removing her three inch strappy open toe heels that Kat made her wear running her feet across the fine carpet before facing him.

“God those things hurt. I've never worn anything over two inches women are so fixated on sexy shoes sexy shoes aren't two inch heels anymore. I asked about my Kat. I mean you must have slept with her.”

He sat up mimicking her posture looking into her eyes daring her to look away. How could she know such a thing when she's been not only here but asleep the past few hours.

“Why would you say a thing like that?”
“Because unless you have a shoulder length ginger wig hidden some where and you wear perfume that smells like vanilla and spice you slept with her in some fashion. Now what you actually did is lost to me plus you spiked my drink.” she plucked one of those ginger hairs off of his chest and waved it like it was some incriminating evidence from an episode of CSI.

“Okay I'll bite. I did but I didn't drug you that would be date rape and I'm not a rapist I leave the option of sex up to the woman but I do entice her to make her want me. The bartender spiked your drink I saw him do it and I whisked you away from impending danger.”
She groaned inwardly for becoming a victim she hated that and now she actually owed her sexy hero something. She had become the classic DID and she always hate those super girly girl types. She never need a knight in shining armor. She couldn't stop herself from putting on a mock damsel voice.

“Oh my hero! How can I repay they? With a kiss upon thy lips for rescuing said distressing damsel.” She honestly meant for it to be it to be quick and chaste but he mouth refused to comply she was needy eight months was entirely too long for someone who had spent nearly a year with a man who helped her discover every sexual pleasure possible since taking her virginity. Pulling away she tried her damnedest not to look sex starved but failed her body was so used to having a man everyday. He let her go watching her eyes for signs of lust or sparks of desire.

“”Is this were I decide?”
“Only if you want to we could just talk about us. Are you a cat person?”
She chuckled nervously wanting to forget she had even said anything.
“I will say that I'm very weak hearted I love all animals and I love my dogs I have a sweet little Boston Terrier Chihuahua cross named Ginger and I'm looking for a much bigger pup to love but I love my cats a little bit more.”

“And how many do you own?”
“Just one Owen.”
“Does he have a second name?”
Slightly shivering she nodded her head yes.
“Owen Jareth.”

Her mouth was open a tiny bit as she watched his tongue dart across his lips she was very needy now and there was no denying it she wanted him.

“And what else would you like to share?”

The man practically purred that last statement she tried to look anywhere but at him nothing was helping.

“I should go.”
“Why is it that the girls that think the dirtiest thoughts are the ones that shy away from them. I've met girls that would do everything yet they never seem to deliver much and you you're a smutty fanfic writer don't hide that fact. Is that why your boyfriend broke up with you?”

She nearly smacked the shit out of him her hand opened and closed several times before she could shake the itch to do so. Instead she shoved him hard onto the bed slinking up beside him very much like a cat she straddled him and admired her nails. Striping off her coat she stared down at him.

“I wonder how your girlfriend feels about you whoring yourself when she's not with you? Betrayed? Stupid? No woman and I mean no woman should ever assume that she has a man to herself unless she knows for a fact that he doesn't even think about another woman let alone touch one. Now my boyfriend was stupid he thought I didn't know about him and little miss blonde haired blue eyed thing thing but I knew all along. I mean if I'm not doing it for him some other woman is I mean he is getting it from somewhere. Am I not right? Now I broke up with him because he lost his fire. I desire a challenge and I need it. He thought because he was my first and that he could teach me sexually that he had a hold on me. I am logical first before anything.”

He was breathing hard the fact that this woman seemed dangerous was as much as he might hate to admit it a big turn of as long as she never threatened to go Lorena Bobbit on him he could really get off with her more than once. He shifted uncomfortably those damn jeans he wore often had a habit of becoming to tight in the groin area.

“Now you and me are in a bit of a pinch. You are possibly going to burst out of those things and I don't have a change of underwear and that's your fault to so we need to get this sorted.”

Shani struggled a bit getting his jeans down and wasn't that surprised when he slipped right into her she cried out a bit she adjusted to his size he was much bigger than her boyfriend . Her ex could only be described as a pencil dick.

Epilogue

Kat and Shani sat in a bar across from the hotel they had to find a place to sleep because of laziness they missed the chance to get any rooms anywhere in town. Another year had passed and they where ready to cut lose again still wouldn't measure up to last year though.

“I swear he was it was so hot and sexy.”
“Well I wanted to be there to see that.”
“I'm telling you Kat there's nothing like bumping and grinding naked.”

They chatted along idly not noticing the man behind them. The man would have blushed at some of the things they said were he not the subject of their experiences.
“So you like the poetry part then.”

Shani's hand froze in mid air while Kat looked like the cat that ate the canary.

“I'm looking for some company while I'm here and I heard you girls needed a room.”
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