"Huh?" Jim looked confused.
"Great Lucifer, why did I have to get stuck with such a dumb human?" Linger complained, "I asked: What is your favorite movie?"
"Well... " Jim wispered, nerviously glancing around, "I guess I kinda liked When Harry met Sally..."
"I'll bet!" Linger snorted, "You probably creamed your pants when Meg Ryan faked an orgasm at the diner. Let's see if I remember it correctly." he concentrated a little then indicated the girl in the booth, "you may want to watch her."
Jim turned to look at the girl. She was reading her magazine again, oblivious of Jim and the others. Suddenly a loud moan escaped her lips.
Ooo...
She jumped up, dropping the magazine to the floor, then her knees bucked and she collapsed back on the chair.
Ooo... Oh... Ooo...
The girl's eyes closed. Her hand brushed her hair, sending the beret flying.
"Are you OK?" DeeDee left the counter and approached the girl.
Oh... Oh god... Ooo Oh God... Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh God... Oh yeah right there...
The gril's hands were kneading her smallish breasts. Jim wanted to get up, to help her somehow, to ask Linger to stop but he was unable to move or speak. "Relax," he herd Linger's voice, "enjoy the show."
Oh! Oh... Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes...
The gril's back was arched. Her left hand went to her crotch. DeeDee looked concenrned. Jim felt an erection building. He heard Julio giggling.
Oh... Oh... Yes Yes Yes.... Oh... Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes... Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh God Oh... Oh... Huh..."
The girl screamed as a powerful orgasm shook her body, then she slumped in her chair, panting and looking spent. Jim found he could move again.
"Pretty good, huh?" Linger asked. "Also, as you may have noticed, it wasn't quite as fake as in the movie. Had fun?"
"No!" Jim hissed.
"Oh really?" Linger teased, "The tent in your pants says otherwise. However, I'm sure you would have enjoyed it more if..."
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