Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Johnny loved parties they never got old. They were the perfect synergy of work and pleasure. Johnny drove his sports car a little BMW Z-4 roadster to the party, it was outside town at a house in a secluded area. With the top down his long black hair blew in the wind as the music blared. His bright blue eyes were behind his sunglasses, as he drove. The sun was just setting, so the party would be kicking into high gear soon. Billy had given him the initial invite, though he gotten half a dozen others, just today. Johnnys popularity wasnt his winning personality or his incredible great looks, but access to the stuff. Not only did going to parties allow him an opportunity to cruise for pussy, but more importantly it gave him access to a crowd willing to purchase product. As far as he cared everybody won. The sun was already down, when he tossed the sunglasses on the center console, the GPS unit telling him he had another five more miles to go. He unconsciously ran his hand through his wavy hair as he enjoyed the loud music, though he wasnt speeding. Over the years he knew better than to speed when transporting shit, it was the quickest way to get busted. The car fit his 61 frame like a glove, as he shifted gears, and accelerated out of the corner, enjoying the ride. Tonight he expected a good turn out, with a lot of local high school kids. Though the car protected him from the cool air, he still wore his black leather jacket, its inner pockets bulging with small baggies and pills, the staple of his profession. If things went well, hed make a few gees and find some fresh pussy to fuck. Even though he was twenty-three he had a thing for younger girls, the kind that had tight asses and perky breasts, the kind that got you hard just looking at them. Who wanted to fuck something that had been well used, when you could get it fresh? Johnny smiled to no one as the GPS told him he was coming up on his turn. Braking and downshifting, he hits the turn signal and starts looking for the address, though the cars already lining the street told him he was close. Hed actually been to this place before, so he just drives past, figuring hed find a spot down the road. To keep his wheels from getting fucked up, he parks next to a fence and tree, and in such a way that he doesnt leave enough room for another vehicle to get close. Pushing the button on his keychain, the top closes and the car locks. His jeans and black t-shirt with Metallica would allow him to blend with the crowd. As he walked towards the house he could already see the migration of people heading towards the place. It wasnt hard to tell which house, the music was blaring from, though out here that wouldnt be an issue. Johnny remembered coming out here last year, and that party had been a good one, with a good crowd. If his memory was right, hed fuck one sweat young thing in one of the upstairs bedrooms, in exchange for some drugs, something he usually had no problem doing, a fringe benefit of his profession. He waved at a group coming up the opposite way on the road, before he stepped into the yard. The place was already hopping as he made his way to the house. There was already two girls knocking on the door, so he just steps up to follow them in. Johnnys eyes take the opportunity to check the two girls out as he steps onto the porch. The door was already opening, when he walked up behind them. First thing he had to do was stake out a spot that allowed a little privacy to do business. Billy opens the door to let the girls in and sees Johnny. Hey dude, welcome to the party. They quickly shake hands and knock forearms as Johnny is invited inside. Hey you got a place I can hang. Sure dude, theres an office just off the hall I let people know youre back there. If he tried to use a bedroom, hed just piss people off trying to have a little fun themselves. Thanks guy. I owe you. Johnny knew that if he slips Billy a bag of some good weed that theyd be even. Before heading back, he grabs one of the ubiquitous red plastic cups full of beer.