The Anal Avenger Strikes A Pose!!!

Unending BE - episode 157615

The two Authors continued drinking for a couple of hours. Actually, Fitzgerald thought, through his tipsy haze, I wouldn't have MINDED if Dab had left the models HERE. I know it's kind of against my usual way of meeting women Backstage, but--" Fitzgerald pondered the point for a moment. Dabbler was getting piss-drunk, which was unlike him. Maybe, Fitzgerald thought, Dabbler just didn't like Katalina Verdin and zapping both women away was his way of ending the date gracefully, because he thought he'd hurt my feelings otherwise. Dammit! I was really in the mood to meet Mishka. I could've at LEAST made small talk, gotten to know her, there didn't have to be any sex. Not this evening, anyway.

Fitzgerald looked over at Dabbler. He was giggling at some eccentrically-dressed one-episode Author who was sitting at the bar. It was a man in brown tights, brown cape, and brown mask. On the chest of the costume was "AA."

"Who are YOU supposed to be?" Dabbler called over.

The man struck a heroic position, hands on hips, standing at the bar. "THE ANALLLLLL AVENNNNNGERRRRR!" he said in a deep voice. Dabbler burst out laughing and spilled his drink.

"Why do they call you THAT?"

"Because I tried anal sex once and really liked it," replied The Anal Avenger.

"Oh, really? How much did the other guy like it?"

"Listen, you shoeless pansy, you'd better watch what you say to me or I'll kick your ass!"

"Just so long as you don't SODOMIZE my ass, I'll be fine," replied Dabbler. "You look like a talking turd in that get-up."

"THAT'S IT! Why don't we step outside, and we'll see who the better man is."

"Don't you mean step into the men's room stall?" Dabbler said. Fitzgerald was just watching this ritual with great amusement.

"Just be outside in five minutes, Shoeless Joe!" shouted The Anal Avenger. He drained the last of his drink and then stalked out of the bar.

"Suits me. I'm drunk, so it'll be a fair fight," said Dabbler. He turned to Fitzgerald. "I've gotta go fight The Ass Assaulter, or whatever the fuck his name is," he slurred. "Back in five." Dabbler lurched from his chair and left the bar.

"Shouldn't somebody go after them?" said Joe, the bartender.

"That guy's just a one-ep. Nothing Dabbler can't handle, drunk or sober. Besides, Dab got himself into it, and I don't feel like holding his coat." Besides, thought Fitzgerald, maybe now I can meet Mishka for real. Fitzgerald paid for his drinks and Dabbler's and left the bar. She's so lovely, he thought, meaning Mishka. Not very well-known, but looks like the girl next door. Maybe that nose is a bit pointy, but-- Fitzgerald suddenly realized who Mishka reminded him of: Tonya Harding. Well, Tonya Harding with enormous boobs, he thought. So what if she's not Playboy thin? A little extra padding only adds to the size of her RACK! Which was true. Among boob-freaks, tolerance for a woman not being Playboy-thin was quite common. Hence the large number of fleshy big-boob models. Fitzgerald entered the elevator, heading up to Floor 16 where they kept the miscellaneous models. . . .

  1. Fitzgerald goes up to "16," zaps himself a bouquet of flowers, and knocks on Mishka's door. With a little reminding, she actually remembers him from the bar. . . .
  2. Fitzgerald goes up to "16," zaps himself a bouquet of flowers, and knocks on Mishka's door. Unfortunately, she has no memory of being in the bar this evening. . . .
  3. *Meanwhile, outside, The Anal Avenger prepares to kick Dabbler's drunken ass!
  4. *Something less.
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Thu Aug 30 10:01:13 2001

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