She is Turned Around(sequel to Turn Right, Stupid)
Misato Finally Awake
Chapter 7: Misato Finally Awake
Laying on the living room couch. Her long legs on Shin Papas thighs. He was stroking her legs. He passed the joint he was smoking to Asuka who was on the living room floor.
Misato tried to sit up but was too relaxed to move. She hadn’t smoked a joint in over 10 years. She didn’t know there was any in the house. And had no idea where to buy any.
It took a few minutes for her to become aware that the three of them were naked and stank of recent sweat and sex.
Then it hit her, the blackouts. Did Shinji seduce her or did she rape him? The taste of pancake syrup and cum were fresh in her mouth. All those things? Real? Dark fantasy? “Must have been drugs” she muttered, “Had to be!”
She realized that Asuka & Shinji were watching her as memories and emotions played across her face.
“Drugs? Right, you drugged me. Rape? Sex?” Her eyes bored in Shin Papa, “No, Shinji” she insisted, but her mind kept whispering “Shin Papa”.
Asuka laughed her little evil laugh, “Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll, except there was no Rock & Roll”
His hand was stroking her thigh and leg, massaging the muscles. Sometimes coming dangerously close to her crotch, the dark hairy triangle between her legs. “Oh God” she thought as he began to gently tug at her dark curls.
“How dare they? How dare they!” She was outraged, incensed. But mostly she was aroused. She was home. This was her family, Shin Papa and the German bitch.
Later, sitting side by side with her Shin Papa. Lips entwined. Arms and legs crossing, recrossing, joining and parting. Love.
Asuka was droning on about some evil scheme. Evidently there was a fourth member Misato hadn’t met yet. Misato was in possession of her faculties again. Asuka considered herself Boss Bitch here. Misato studied her through hooded eyes. Like a first grader describing her firsrt day in school to her dad, never getting to the point, but allowed to drone on because she was so cute. Asuka was a child. A vicious child, but still a child. Not what Shin Papa needed.
Asuka bent over to pick up her purse and squawked as a foot shot out and booted her half way across the room. Indignation? Pleasure? She couldn’t tell if it was a love tap from her precious Shinji or the first shot in the upcoming war with a real Boss Bitch. Nastily Misato whispered, “She doesn’t know whether to shit or go blind!”
Asuka left the apartment in a huff, no doubt she would take her anger out on Maya… or the first weak boy she met. In his mind, Shin Papa compared the three females in his life. Two were really just girls. Girls were fun. But one was a woman, a real woman. Someone who could fuck and be fucked. Give as good as she got. He looked at her, hips, thighs and legs. Her beautiful stong feet turned him on, too. And those big beautiful breasts. Over 40 lovers in her past, it had taken her a while to count them all.
“Imagine that!” he mused. 40 plus men and women had fucked and been fucked by this bitch, and now her Shin Papa owned her.
It would be amusing to watch her take down Asuka. There was never any doubt who would come out on top… or underneath, begging for mercy which would never come. He looked forward to the game.