SCREAM. [R]

[` marie ryan]

reserved for REED.

Marie,
So maybe it wasn't the greatest thing to be out at night, in the backstreets. It wasn't the best place to be, considering it was dark, and the worst kind of people hung around. But maybe it was because Marie had stoped and fallen from the most innocent, beautiful young woman, to some whore. But hey, what could you do, she had ends that needed to meet. She needed to eat, keep her house. It wouldn't take many times of this, just enough to get her through that gap. Things would be better the next month, and she'd only have to do this once, not like everyday. Thin frame leaned against the light pole, a cigarette in her lips, one red stillettoe tapping apon the crumbling sidewalk. So now, she would just have to wait. She hoped to god he wasn't late. Marie wanted to get this over with, so she could go back to her life, but what ever, it was good money.

The wind ruffled her sexy golden curls, enhanced even more today. Eyes lined thickly with eyeliner, mascra coating her already long eyelashes. She smelled amazing, she looked amazing, though that was all part of the act. Her lips were painted the most crimson hue, matching her short silky dress. Long legs were tanned lightly, and her chest shimmered, the dress showing off her curves and clevage to it's best. She tucked a gold curl behind her ear, and her silver earings tinkled, the light from the street lamp catching their silver colour and reflecting the light against it lightly. Marie took another drag of the cigarette. She hoped to go she'd never remember this night.

To be truthful, she wanted to be home, in Dae's arms. Not out here, waiting for a musician that needed to get destressed. Well, at least she was good at what she did, for she used to do it alot. Not hooking, but swinging, god, that had been so long ago. Her dark chocolate gaze looked down the street, the feeling like she had done this before, when it hadn't been her that had, but it had been Jenny, this was Jenny's kind of thing. Marie was supposed to be the sweet one, the innocent one. But no, look how it turned out to be. A lot different then was to expected. Maybe Marie needed this to feel like she was wanted, like she meant something to someone even though she really didn't. It was like with Dae, sure, he was her bestfriend, but nothing more, and they had come close to having sex all the time, but that was just to take away the lonliness.

So many of them thought she was perfect, innocent. They all didn't know what really went on in the twisted mind of hers. Fingers dropped the cigarette as she shivered lightly, arms crossing lightly in front of her chest, waiting for him to show. Chocolate gaze flicked to the run down motel not 100 feet away. They would do it in there, for the Hilton wouldn't let them in, and she sure as hell wasn't taking him to her apartment, and she wasn't going to his. Fingers ajusted her bra, pushing it up lightly, her clevage was amazing, well, for the tiny girl that she was she had a rather nice bust. The fake, seductive smile lay glued to her pale, pretty features. She was sure as hell going to get her money tonight.

She moved away from the lamp, Marie had quiet the sexy walk. Her hips swayed seductively, and the silk material of her short mini dress clung to her curves in all the right way, her heels clicking on the crumbling sidewalk as she moved apon it. The light hit her petite, curve frame just perfectly, her skin seemed to glow in the light. That smile, that perfect full red smile. She could be incredibly sexy when she wanted to be, long legs still moved, and she came to stop beside the rundown motel, one hand resting on her hip, the other falling at her side. Beauty came with a price, he wanted sex from her, so that was what he was going toget, but of course, she was good to her clients, so she made herself amazing for the occasion. She walked back to the street lamp, leaning against it once more, ahh. Soon enough this would be over with, and she could go back home.

[[Reed Billings]]

[Ug, you knew the whole damn computer. Sorry about that.]



A young man of only twenty three walked the dark and cold backstreets of Los Angeles. If anyone would have drove by, they probably wouldn't have looked at him twice. Just another person in the city. The young man was named Reed Billings. He coughed, just realizing what he was going to do. Something that he would have never considered a year, a month, or even last week. He was not that kind of person. But, it happened. The one thing he had been dreading for the past five years.

It was funny, how one call can ruin your life. Wait, that was already ruined. His 'new life' the one he had started when he had moved to Los Angeles. So today, he had gotten a phone call from his dead-beat, drunken, and abusive father, who was trying to make amends. Reed was not looking for any relationships with his parents any time soon. He knew his sister would probably give in. Sometimes he just wanted to sit her down and explain how horrible this man they call 'father' really is. But, his sister was young and he had to admit kind of stupid when it came to family history.

He inhaled deeply of a ciggarette he had been smoking for the past half hour. The apartment building that his sister and himself had been sharing for almost three years now. Money was getting tight, and Reed had to admit he felt like he was beginning to free-load off his sister. Reed knew that Harper had been making most of the income with some films she had been in. He himself, was still trying to get signed with a record label. He flicked the ciggarette bud to the cement and watched it glow for a moment before he smushed it with his foot.

He withdrew another one from his black leather jacket and his lighter from his jeans. Within seconds, it was lit and Reed was able to start thinking once again. He never had considerd ever before to 'buy' a hooker for the night. A while back some of his friends were talking about it, and needless to say, Reed had been shocked at the idea of it. Clearly if someone had ever considered or done that, that person would be desperate. But, now as Reed was walking down the street, about to meet her, he could feel what others must think because surely others never would have done it. He just wanted to relax and take a break from all the stress that had been swirling aroung him for the past week. He wanted just one night where he could relieve himself from the things and never feel the 'strings-attached' part after a one-night stand.

He looked up from his train of thought. He saw a figure down the way only a bit. He knew it must be her. Who else would be just standing in a street like this? The place was basically deserted as he approached her, wondering if was really doing a good thing.

[` marie ryan]

Marie,
The light shone apon her glistening skin, and she looked in either direction, her chcolate eyes totally glazed over, that bored look about them. She had to be completely insane to be doing this, but then again, she needed the money. Next month things wouldn't be tight at all, so this was a one time emergency thing. Her petite frame shown off to it's best, curves and breasts settled in the right places. Was it so wrong that she hadn't even known the guy's name? A sigh escaped her as she looked up an down the street again, watching as a dark figure started toward her, a sexy smile on her features. She had to remember though, do not look him in the eyes while doing it. It creates a connection, which, of course, you do not want. Chocolate eyes watched as he came fully into the lightly, and she sauntered over to him. He looked kind almost, like this wasn't really his thing. A smirk layed apon perfect crimson lips.

It would make it easy on both of them. To just do this, enjoy it, and then get over with. Then they could go back to their own screwed up lives, never to meet again, hopefully. Her red strappy heels clinked on the side walk as she drew closer, her body close to his, feeling the body heat from his own.

Blonde locks shimmered in the lamp light, and hand took his gently, and she pulled him in the direction of the motel, the lights flickering on the sign, showing that the building was in need of repair. She gave a curt nod to the manager as she stepped inside. Phil. He loved her, he cared for her, and he could not tell her what to do, so he just made it easy on her, and he gave her the room for free. It was old, yes, but it did the job. A light smile to the old man behind the desk. He would always be sort of a father figure to her, so he just helped. Marie sauntered down the rundown hall way, stopping, pulling out a room key and pushing open the door. Her legs were long and tanned, arms nicely toned and set. She removed the small over jacket, her red silk mini dress glittering her clevege unbeilieveably set out, beautiful, and the hem was only thiegh lenght, showing off her long, toned legs. She stepped toward the door, shutting it, locking it. Blonde female turned to the guy, her hands running down his chest, a gentle smirk apon her features.

Chocolate eyes glittered lightly, her features shimmering in the dim lightly. Breasts pushed up against his chest, her hands straying downward, a smug smile apon her crimson lips. This was fairly easy for her, hips slowly ground into his, just the perfect pressure. Hands wandered up his chest, lacing around his neck, a seductive smile apon her sexy pale features. Jesus, she was going to regret this in the morning. It was going to be one of those things that she forgot about instantly, and then later, it would come back to haunt her with full force. Oh well, it wasn't as if she was asking for him to make her pregnant, no, in fact, she brought along alot of protection. Breasts pushed against him lightly again, hands playing gently with his hair.

"Come on, where do you want me. I've got everything you need."

Her thin voice was almost like a pur as her hands ran down his chest and to his pant line, her perfectly groomed eyebrow raising. She was sexy, that was for damn sure. But that, of course, came with a price.

[[Reed Billings]]

Her features were clear to him as she came to him. Reed had to admit, that she looked gorgeous, and not to mention stunning. Even if her attire was rather...flashy. He could tell that his eyes must be vacant, because that was what he was feeling. He knew this was very wrong, and could get in serious trouble. But, she took his hand and he felt like this was the line, that if you crossed it, you can't go back. And, he took her hand and followed her to the run-down building that happily stated that they had color television. The manager must have known her. They gave them a free room and they climbed the stairs together to the room, not saying a word. Reed himself wondered if she herself wanted to do this. Not that he was ever in a situation like this before but, he had seen movies, and they seemed more...open and sweet-talked.

She opened the door and they entered. Reed continued more into the room, taking in the surroundings. The room was small with chipping wallpaper, a bed, and table with a couple of chairs. Not that Reed was use to any hotels like the Hilton or a Ritz, but this place looked like shit. He slid off his jacket, revealing a plain white t-shirt as she turned to the door to close and lock it. He placed the jacket on the table and gripped the head of a chair, watching his knuckles turn white. He released them, with a breath of air and stuffed them in his pockets. He then, turned back to face her.

She was wearing a skimpy red mini-dress and she smiled at him as she moved closer. With a few quick steps they were touching and he could feel her breasts pushed up against him. Since Reed had never 'bought sex' before he quitely didn't know what to do. Not that he never done it, but it just felt like something very different. She felt her hands play with his hair as he started to remove his hands from his pockets. "Come on, where do you want me. I've got everything you need." he heard her voice for the first time tonight, and it sounded seducting and light.

He felt his hands against her legs, slightly pulling up the bottom of her dress. He looked at her for only a few seconds before leaning in and kissing her on the lips. He pulled himself away, looking at her for only a few more seconds. Reed reasoned with himself that this was not going to be looked at as buying. But, just as if he wasn't buying it. He nooded to himself unsure if he actually did it physically and leaned back in for another kiss.

[` marie ryan]

Marie,
<sup>So this wasn't going to be looked like as a whore and her client. She could just possibly think about this like sxhe had thought about swinging, just casual meaningless sex that everyone did once in a while. Somehow, it still wasn't the same, cause yes, he was paying her. The seductive smile remained apon her pretty, pale features. Goosebumps rose on her silky smooth skin where his hands touched, and she allowed the dress to be lifted up lightly, feeling his lips being pressed against hers. Tongue wandered into his mouth, her hands wrapping around his neck, the highheels she was wearing barely even made it possbile for her to reach his lips with her own, she was just that short. Lips pulled away from his, and her hands strayed to his pantline, pulling at the button of his jeans, her chocolate eyes sparkling at him seductively.

Marie had promised herself she would never swing again, but, as usual, she never kept that promise to herself, she instead did somthing ten times worse. She could feel herself giving off exactly the type of energy she wanted to stay away from, she could feel the adrenalin and recklessness coursing through her viens, her heart slamming out a beat. She could be very presuasive at this point. Her fingers managed to undo his pant button, and she stepped away from him, a seductive look apon her features, her thin, sexy frame falling back onto the bed, the red mini dress hiked up past her waist, a smooth stomach and crimson lacy boy shorts covering her. An eyebrow raised, motioning him forward, one, toned beautiful leg dangling out over the bed.

She was well, amazing. To put it in the slightest. She knew what men wanted and how they wanted it. Marie knew all too well that she could pull off anything they wanted, and in the end, would send them away, thinking about the amazing night they had. BLonde locks shimmered in the dim light, shaking her head lightly, her chocolate eyes apon his rugged features. He was male alright. After all of the people she had slept with, she had always wondered their stories, and what prehaps they thought about her. She remembered so many times, being so ashamed of herself after words. Marie wondered if you could see what might of happened to her on the outside, or did you possibly have to get to know her to suspect anything.</sup>

[[Reed Billings]]

Reed was at least a good head or two above her, causing him to bend over more to reach her lips. His hands wandered from her smooth legs to the small of her back, pressing her to him. He felt her slender fingers through his hair and then as they traveled down to his pants. He closed his eyes for a second as he felt the button release from it's button hole. He let out a breath of air and watched as she flopped onto the bed. Her blonde curls flying as she bounced back onto the matress. He blinked, washing away the fact that he was about to have sex with a prostitute.

Following suit, he pulled off his jeans, revealing dark green boxers. With another step toward the bed he pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, tossing it carelessly to the ground, and followed her onto the bed. He laid on top of her, hands on her sides, pulling the dress up higher than just her waist. He kissed her neck and face. He gently squeezed her sides as he felt the skimpy material on his hands.

He felt better...changing the perspective in the situation. No more 'father', no more Harper, no more getting no gigs, no more stress. It was washing away. He was living in the moment, nothing more. He would deal with everything that was outside the hotel's doors another day. This was his time to relax, well, not relax, but to forget and not see the days beyond twenty-four hours.

He slowly looked back at her, wondering if she knew that this wasn't a think that he did every time there was an itch he couldn't scratch. If this was actually, the first time he has ever done something like this. "I've never done this before," he blurted before he realized what he said. His voice was quiet, he hadn't talked since they met. He furrowed his eyebrows, "I mean, I have, just not this," he said feeling more like an idiot with every syllable that escaped his lips.

[` marie ryan]

Marie,
Chocolate eyes watched as he removed his jeans, then his shirt, her gaze lingered on his bodic for a moment, a seductive smirk aplying on her features as he came on top of her, and her thin, delicate hands randown his chest, her tongue wandering into his mouth as she leaned up, kissing his lips. She felt her sideds being touched, and goosebumps shot up her spine, a sign of pleasure to say the least. She felt the material come up, now at her breast level, her own hands reaching down, the flowing silk material coming over her blonde, shimmering head, a smirk apon delicate features, her whole, thin bodic uncovered, breasts covered by a red lacy bra to match her boy shorts. She was very choosy when it came to lingere, it had too match, but then again, show off the sexiness that it should. Lips touched his again, hands running up his chest and arms coming around his neck, her chocolate eyes fluttering shut.

Lips pulled away from his, as she heard his masculine voice. Chocolate eyes considered his features, and she raised an eyebrow gently, proping herself up by her elbows, dark lashes fluttering open and shut as she blinked. Truthfully, she hadn't done it either. Well, she had never been paid for it before, sure, she had all those parties, those swinging parties. Yes it was akward at first, but still, you'd end up having fun sometime along the way. That wsa just the way it was. Sex brought pleasure, and pleasure was a form of fun/happiness. What ever you wanted to call it. She shook her head gently, blonde curls shuddering on her delicate shoulders. She looked back up at him, her mouth opening, lyrics flowing from it.

"Really? Because, me niether."

She highly doubted he would believe it, and really? She didn't care. Marie felt no desire to explaine what this was all for. She just wanted to get on with it, to be screwed, paid, and then finally leave. She looked away from him gently, remembering her own thoughts, not giving him a chance to look her in those big beautiful eyes. She didn't want to pour it out onto a perfect stranger, more or less, because it wasn't his problems, and he was probably here because he had problems of his own. Her features turned back to him, not really focusing on anything, her hand coming up, resting on his cheek, her soft, crimson lips meeting his, then pulling away slightly, a tiny smile apon her features. So, maybe they weren't so different, maybe they just were two people that needed this tonight to forget things, to feel secure. Maybe it was the fact that sex just seemed the answer, just a chance to blow off steam.

Lips parted gently, and vocals flowed, out into the dirty, run down room.

"If it's both akward for us..then whatever, it isn't now because we know it's embarrasing for the other one."

A gentle smile carressed her delicate, pretty features. Marie was one that was stunning. She just stuck out in this beautiful, innocent way. It was hard to believe that she was doing this, or best of all, had done something like this before. Hands strayed to his chest, her lips meeting his again, tongue wandering into his mouth. She was slightly suprised. Most guys would jump at the chance for sex with one so beautiful as Marie. Thoughts wandered in and out of her blonde head. Maybe not all of them were pigs after all. Too bad though, because it would have made her job a whole lot easier. Ohh well, she actually did prefer him to someone she might of gotten, atleast he was safe. Lips parted from his, and her chocolate gaze fell on his features, a reassuring smile apon her own. This wouldn't be as half as bad as she had expected.

[[Reed Billings]]

Reed accompanied her as he pulled the remaing of the dress up and over her long blonde locks. He felt his brown hair in his eyes as he felt her hands all over him. His arms, chest, back, hair, neck. Every where she touched, the path left a little tingling underneath his skin. They kissed, over and over again. Reed felt her tongue inside his mouth, and just continues to kiss her.

He cocked his head to the side a little, question in his eyes. Was this really her first time as well? Reed honestly doubted, not that he really knew what someone like her was her 'first time'. But, he kept his mouth shut, it was in his no business to ask, not that she would pour her life story to him, and him the same. Tonight wasn't suppose to be like that, and Reed was going to keep it like that. He looked at her for another moment. He had never really tried to attempt her age. She looked about his age, when she had the clothes on, looked taller with her heels on, but not that she was barely wearing anything at all, she looked no older than his sister, Harper, who was only twenty. If she was anything younger than eighteen, couldn't he get in trouble for that on top of that for having sex with a minor?

Stop. Just stop. he coaxed himself in his brain. He really needed to unwind and let himself go. His hands slid behind her, up her bare back. Her silky skin on one side and the crinkly sheets on the other. Quite the difference or touch. He found the bra hooks and started to unhook them. He nodded as her gentle voice floated towards his ears as he kissed her again, feeling the fullness of her lips against his. Now, his own tongue wandered into her mouth. Reed held her against him as he rolled over, so now that he was laying on the bed, feeling the sheets below him. He felt her long locks against his face as he continued to kiss her. "I'm," he started with a kiss between the two simple words, "Reed."

Only then did he realize that they hadn't exchanged names, or pretty much anything. Thy had probably only spoken a few sentences to each other. Maybe you just don't do that sort of thing. Maybe people just wanted to get the deed done, without knowing much about the other person. So there was no connection or feelings.

[` marie ryan]

Marie,
Lips apon his, her body pressed to his, it was quiet the pleasurable. She felt his hands go up her bare, smooth back and she shuddered lightly, breaking their kiss momentairly. A shiver went up her spine, and she felt as the bra left her body, revealing her smooth breasts. MArie pressed herself against him, feeling her body being flipped as he rolled her over and on to him. Hands ran down his chest, her skin tingling where it was touching his. They sat apon his dark green boxers, pulling them down ever so slightly. Marie was rather naughty when it came to this stuff. She always knew what to do when sex came involved, unfortunatly, she didn't always look out for herself. Marie always acted apon a thought, rarely ever thinking of the concequences. She was a reckless child, yes child. Barely wise at the age of nineteen. She still had alot to learn.

Delicate ears heard him, her lips parting from his, her hands still resting on the wasit band of his boxers. Reed. Her chocolate eyes slowly considered in his rugged features. He looked like a Reed. She had never even really considered the idea that this masculine might possibly have a name. She just thought that he might just be another person, looking for sex. The tinest of smile came across her features, only tiny though, the corners of her full mouth lifting up, wrinkles created ever so slightly on her cheeks. If you looked hard enough, you might possibly see it, but only if you looked. It was impossible to even think she was, but then again, this night was full of suprises, for him, and for her, because she highly doubted she would ever really smile tonight.

Lips opened gently, vocals flowing out into the air.

"Marie..."

It was a simple word. Her name. The calling that people knew her by, and trust me, many people knew it. Hands ran up his chest gently, lacing around his neck, still not looking into his eyes. She wouldn't break that she couldn't. Marie pressed her lips to his lightly, her hands coming from around his neck and down to his boxers slowly sliding them off. She was rather skillful at this, she had done it many times. Though, her swinging days were over, and yet, it wasn't like this was any different, but in fact worse. This would be her first, and last time ever do such a thing. For now anyways. Her mind wandered to where people who loved her might be. What would they say. Wait, what would Dae say? It killed her to think about that, but she had to keep going, she needed this, he needed this, and he would get it.

[shitteh -___-]

[[Reed Billings]]

She felt her hands on his chest as his hands resting firmly on the small of her back, kissing her profoundly on her lips and her neck, hungry for more. He felt her lacy bra brush against his arm. He pushed it off the bed as he felt her hands toying with his waistband of his boxers. Their bodies pressed against one another, he could feel her breasts against his chest and pleasure rippled through his own body, spreading from his chest and exiting through his finger tips. As odd as it sounded, he felt good he hadn’t felt this way in a while. He was just a guy, and she was just a girl. And it just felt like a one-night stand rather than prostitution.

She seemed to smile, only for a second, or Reed would have at least though it was smile. If he had looked at only a second later, he would have missed it. Reed heard her name as she seemed to whisper it, not wanting to say it loud. He, on the other hand, didn’t hide the smile. His lips slowly spread out, but showing no teeth, into a smirk. Marie was an awfully innocent name and Reed found it ironic, because Marie seemed to be anything but. She felt her hands travel once again up his body and around his neck. He kissed her softly as his hand slowly slid up her back, brushing the sides of her breasts and pulled his hands around her shoulder blades. He kissed her neck as he felt her hands on his boxers, sliding them off slowly.

He pulled his hands back down her to her back and found her red boy shorts underwear. He laid his hands on top of her bottom for a few moments, continuing to kiss her all over and the occasional caress of her bottom. Finally he pulled them down slowly as well, kicking his own underwear off the bed as it was around his ankles. He ran his hands up her back and through her hair, feeling the electricity of the path he led with his fingers. Her hair was smooth as he continued to lock-lips with Marie, feeling the long blonde hair through his fingers and on his face.

This was enjoyable, she was enjoyable. So, Reed was going to make the most of it.



[Ugh, not the greatest]

[` marie ryan]

Marie,
Ahh, pure bliss, all of it. Reed was amazing at what he did, and she was amazing at what she did. Therefore, it was about to become the most sexual, most electrifying thing that could go on between a guy and a girl, accept of course, what went on between her and Dae, that was just, there was no level to describe that, it was simply...SIMPLE. So there they were, her skin goosebumped everytime he touched her. It was as if he had been doing this all his life, because it felt so damn good. Marie felt the touch apon her breast and she sighed gently. God, it was good. Tounge wandered in and out of his mouth, her hands running up his chest and across his shoulders. A sligh moan edmitting from her.

Her delicate skin felt her panties being pushed away, and she kicked them off, breaking away from Reed's lips and caressed his chest lighty, her dark, sparkling eyes looking up at him, a seductive look in their depths. Hands ran down his sides, her nails digging into him ever so slightly, she enjoyed the fact that this didn't seem like what it actually was. It wasn't as if Reed was some old wrinkly pervert. He was Reed, a perfectly nice, maybe intelligent person, who needed a night off. And Marie, well, Marie was just the same. She needed a break, and if sex was the way she got it, then so be it. It didn't bother her. Well, a slight lie, but it didn't matter. It was all good. Her voice was almost a pur when she opened those luscious lips. Her tone was flirtatous.

"Damn..."

A slight giggle escaped her, and her hand wandered down over his stomach, sitting lightly ontop of his hip bone, one, prefect eyebrow cocked at a loft angle. She was beautiful. Indeed she was. It seemed to be that Marie knew what guys liked, and how they liked it. She knew what made them go wild, what made them turn. Like before, Marie was a very intelligent girl in some areas, but in others, it just didn't seem to work. Because, she wasn't very smart in taking care of herself. She never knew what pleased her, or what was right for her well being. The female just didn't look out for herself, she felt no need too. Lips met Reed's once more, and a smile lit up her perfect features.

So this was it, the most amazing thing that could ever really happen to anyone. It was just the spark, just the heat, that made this situation, ten times better then it should have been.