Excerpt 1:
January 8, 1980
Joey wanted nothing more in this world than
to be a rock star, but the odds were against him. He did not know how to play
any instrument, nor was his singing ability anything special. It hurt him even
more that he did not know anyone within the industry. Still, he wanted to be a
rock star. Unfortunately for Joey, he was also lazy and undisciplined. He was
just a few years out of high school and could not hold a job. He would work at
various fast-food joints and hated it. He would always get fired after a few
months. He lacked the skills and education necessary to get a better job, but
even if he could, he would not want it. He wanted to be a Rock Star.
1979 had just come to a
close, a brand-new decade had arrived.
Joey felt it was his time. Joey did benefit from living in Los Angeles,
instead of some no name town in the Midwest.
There were a couple of famous music studios nearby. Every couple of days
he would stop by one of them and he would provide them with a sample. This was
such a daily occurrence, that it was to the point where the receptionists of
those studios would just smile and throw his samples into the trash. When it
came to being a rock star, Joey was a persistent young man, so he never gave
up.
Back in high school, Joey and a couple of
friends formed a band. The band tried hard. They were able to play at the prom,
and a few other events. They tried to keep it going after high school, but the
band slowly fell apart. One of the members quit. Another got married. The third
went off to college. Joey was the only one hanging on for hopes of becoming a
famous musician.
It was like ground hog's day. Joey would go
to work at the burger joint. He tried his best to put on a happy smile. When he
came home, he would practice singing or learning to play the guitar. He felt
lonely, since all his high school friends had moved on. He was stuck. Stuck living at home with his mom, dad, and
sister. Often, he would drown the sadness away by illegally drinking beer, or
watching his favorite show, the dukes of hazzard.
Excerpt 2:
The girl pushed some of the sperm over her
lower lip. She then moved her tongue above the puddle sperm in her mouth.
Patricia tapped the young girl on the head, and she proceeded to close her
mouth and swallowed it in one big gulp. The girl closed her eyes and trembled.
Her eyes were in a blank stare, as if she was shell shocked. The mouth opened
and strings of sperm attached her upper lip to the lower lip. There were also
strings of cum that stuck from her tongue to the roof of her mouth. Leftover
sperm and saliva drooled from the corners of her mouth. Patricia tapped the
young blond on the head again.
"I love sperm. I want to eat it, drink
it, choke on it. Please fill my stomach with it." The girl said as the
scene faded away.