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Apartment 777

2 am, I arise from my bed in
search of something satisfying
No, I don't want food, I want
something a little more tasty

I walk over to my window and
stare down at the vagrants roaming
the streets like rats. Oh wait, I think
I found my red light special after all

He's tall and pale like a fresh corpse
Shoulders broad with hair dark as
tar. I fantasized about the possibilities
and then he was on the move

I moved quick as lightning to my closet
picking out my Gucci leather jeans and
my skull printed sheer tank. Oh yeah
he will definitely like this

Down the stairs I ran and headed to
the parking deck where my new bike was
waiting. the blue paint against my skin was
electric and so I went forth to find my meal

After creeping through the blocks being sure
to keep out of sight, he finally stopped in this
small bar. I've never been the type to hunt but
I made an exception for this one

I parked my bike and followed him inside ignoring
the eyes on me as I proceeded to the bar.
I remember walking passed him and catching the
scent of his shirt. Ralph Lauren Polo. Good taste.

As I took my seat at the bar, I turned towards him and
our eyes met. I gave a small smile and watched as his
eyes became entranced with mine. This is the part I love
I ordered a White Russian, his eyes were still on me

I heard the sounds of metal crooning out of the speakers
above my head and I felt the urge to dance. But I didn't move
I turned back to see him once more, but he was gone. I
scanned the room but he was a ghost

My heart sank a little and I decided to just head back
to my cold bed and just deal with my hunger
I exited the bar walking to my ride, then I looked up
and there he was leaning against it grinning

I grinned back and proceeded to mount my bike
He climbed on making himself very comfortable with
his hands snaking their way around my waist after
exploring my thighs. I had to get him home fast

I sped back to my apartment building and pulled him
in the elevator and hit lucky number 7.
I wasted no time letting my hands feel his chest and
his back. Temptation drove me more than anything

I was ready and willing to do whatever it took to
keep him warm, but it didn't take much
We reached my floor and headed to my apartment
I unlocked the door with a quickness and pulled him inside

Slamming the door shut he immediately picked me up
in his arms and tossed me on the bed. Maybe I had picked
the right one. Dominant, strong, and reckless. Oh yeah,
I was going to enjoy this

Hands, teeth, mixed limps are like
flashes to my dazed eyes
I remember wanting for it to last but then
my eyes opened and saw him putting on his jeans

Guess he has the same rules I do.
No names, no questions, and no feelings.
I watch him head to the door then he stops
He turns and tells me his name is Ryan

Wow, maybe this is an exception to the rules
I smile and tell him I go by V and he grins then leaves
I get up from the mangled sheets and walk over the �
window, but I catch something out the corner of my eye

He wrote his phone number in the condensation
I grin and look down on the bright lights and
watch the city breathe in its' patrons and all I
can think about is how lucky I might be

But who knows, I could just be that one woman
who gets lucky every week, day, month, year.
But every and anything can happen in
apartment 777. Come up and see me some time