Everything to Nothing (6 page)

With that, the
scientists got into their car, this time the woman driving and she
executed a quick U-turn and sped away into the night.

‘That was
quick,’ said Sally.

‘Yep. Very.
They know their job. What now?’ In apparent answer to his question
one of the policemen came over.

‘That is it.
The car can stay here until morning.’

‘No, I will
take it to the garage.’

‘Erm, not too
sure about leaving you here alone sir. But then again, he’ll be
long gone. Okay, take it, just be quick. We’ve finished with it. I
feel sorry for the person who has to clean it up.’

‘Me too,’ said
Sally.

David did not
say anything.

‘Miss, we will
give you a ride home.’

‘Thank you
officer.’

‘None of that
needed young lady. I’m Jim, he’s, well, you already know. Say your
goodbyes. We have to go.’ The policeman walked to his car and
joined his partner inside the vehicle.

Sally turned to
look at David. ‘Thank you so much David for helping me tonight. I
will give you the keys to the car just in case you need them.’

‘Thanks, I
might need them. My pleasure to help you. I’ll take your car to the
garage. You can come by whenever next week to collect it.’

‘Thanks again
David. I don’t know how to repay you but I’m sure I’ll think of a
way. Here is my mobile number.’ She took a card from her purse.
‘Call me if you need to speak to me before picking up the car.’

He accepted the
card and said, ‘Thank you. I will call you if I need to. You be
careful from now on.’

‘I will be. I
have to go. They are waiting.’

‘Okay. Goodbye
Sally.’

‘Bye
David.’

She turned to
go but then turned round and quickly kissed him on his cheek then
quickly pulled away and stepped speedily over to the car. Sally
smiled at him and gave a little wave as she put one leg into the
car and he smiled and waved back.

She knew she
had fallen for him. He knew he had fallen for her. After the smiles
she put the rest of herself into the car and almost before the door
had closed the vehicle turned around and quickly sped away from
David.

He briefly
touched his cheek where she had kissed him and then went to his
truck to start to make the preparations to take the car to the
garage. Throughout all the time he was preparing, to when he closed
his eyes that night to sleep, he had images of Sally playing
through his mind, her beauty, her dazzling, mesmerizing emerald
green eyes, her full lips, her long legs and the image of the last
smile she had given him as she turned to look at him as the police
car drove away.

Chapter 9

Michelle’s
night dragged on. She wandered round the club, stopping
occasionally to talk to her friends who had started the night with
her and also to people that she knew. She went occasionally for a
dance but dancing on her own turned out to be not much fun. She
spotted a few attractive young men but they were so drunk and so
lecherous that she soon gave up trying to talk to them. Her friends
that she encountered did not seem to mind being molested and groped
by these drunks but Michelle could not stand it. All her friends
seemed to have their tongues thrust down some guy’s throat whenever
Michelle encountered them and they did not appreciate being
interrupted. Later on in the evening she walked into part of the
club where Simon was.

He was still
sat at the bar, but at a different place to where he was the last
time she had seen him. Michelle was surprised to see him at this
bar as it was in a quieter corner of the club and he also seemed a
lot more sober than the last time Michelle had seen him. He was
actually sat up and did not appear to be drooling anymore.

She nearly
approached him to speak last time she saw him, but as she was just
about to start a conversation she realized there would not be much
point. She saw his mouth moving and she realized that he was
talking to himself and also that he definitely was drooling. This
time though he was sat up straight and was sipping what looked like
water.

Michelle liked
Simon. Of course, one of the most attractive guys in college
appealed to her physically, but she also liked him liked him. He
was funny, intelligent and he always had time for anybody. He was
in her English class and he had gone out of his way to help her one
day when she was stuck on part of the course. She had never
forgotten this and since then she realized that she would never,
ever be able to date someone like him. They were playing different
sports, never mind in different leagues. As she approached him she
had no intention of trying to get with him, she just wanted someone
to talk to. ‘Still on the vodkas Simon?’

Simon jumped as
he felt the breath on his ear and then turned to look to see who
was speaking to him. He was pleasantly surprised to see it was
Michelle and Michelle was happy to see that his eyes were not too
badly glazed over. ‘Oh, hey Michelle. No, I’m trying to sober up;
I’m on the white wine!’

Michelle could
not help laughing at this. ‘Okaaay. I don’t think that is going to
work Simon.’

‘Hey, you’d be
surprised! Half an hour ago I couldn’t see never mind speak, and
now I can!’

Michelle
laughed again. ‘Mind if I join you?’

‘Of course not!
Always got a few words to say to my favourite Shakespearian!’

‘I don’t think
that is a word Simon.’

‘It is now!
Pull up a pew and let’s talk the night away!’

‘Okay then, I
will.’

Michelle
reached round and tried to pull a bar stool closer to him but it
would not budge. She tried again and it still would not move. Simon
then jumped down from his stool and said, ‘Bloody heavy these
things. So people can’t smash them over each others’ heads!’

‘Right,
okay.’

‘Sit down, sit
down.’

‘You can’t move
me and the stool! Don’t be silly Simon!’

‘How dare you!
I’m as strong as a bull!’

‘I’m sure you
are, but not after a gallon of vodka you aren’t!’

‘I’ll prove it
to you! Sit down!’

Michelle
reluctantly lowered herself onto the stool and Simon promptly tried
to move the stool closer to his. He was putting that much effort in
that the stool started rocking and so did Michelle on top of
it.

‘Simon, stop
now! I’m going to fall!’

‘Nonsense! This
is how to do it, gotta get it rocking!’

‘I don’t think
it is the…..’

Her words did
not get out. The amount of rocking Simon had achieved, and with
Michelle sat on the stool, it was far too top heavy. With a mighty
crash and lots of flying limbs the stool toppled over and Simon
slipped and fell backwards. Michelle gracefully fell from the stool
and landed on top of Simon who luckily broke her fall. She was lay
on top of him, their eyes locked together and they both started
laughing simultaneously, which soon turned into hilarity. There was
one person in the vicinity that did not find it amusing though, a
security man, otherwise known as a bouncer.

He approached
the collapsed and still giggling couple with the speed of a panther
and the grace of a buffalo, barging and shoving and elbowing the
few people out of the way who were in this section of the club.

‘I think you
had better get up now!’ Simon said between guffaws of laughter.

‘No way! I am
quite comfy here thanks!’

‘Please! I’m
getting squashed!’

‘Saying I’m fat
are you?!’ Instead of standing, Michelle relaxed even more and
squashed him some more.

‘No, no, I
mean, anyone would feel heavy in this position!’

‘Think I’ll
have a little sleep!’

‘I don’t think
you will young lady! Get up now!’

Michelle looked
up and saw the stern looking bouncer glaring down at her. ‘Whoops!’
she whispered into Simon’s ear. ‘Rhino Bob is here!’

She rolled off
him and stood while Simon scraped himself off the floor. ‘Sorry,
sir. We fell over!’ Simon still had a big grin on his face which
did not impress Rhino Bob at all.

‘I’ll show you
falling over!’ He grabbed Simon’s arm and shoved it up his back.
Simon let out a gasp but wisely did not try to resist.

Michelle was
not impressed. ‘Get off him you big brute!’

She leapt onto
Bob’s back and started to pound his shoulders. It was then that it
went from bad to worse for the couple as the cavalry arrived. One
of Bob’s colleagues plucked Michelle off his back and flipped her
over his shoulder in a type of fireman’s lift. They walked over to
an emergency exit, Simon still wisely not showing any resistance.
Michelle though was. All the way down the emergency exit stairs she
pounded and kicked and screamed.

The bouncer
just chuckled and commented to his colleague, ‘She’s a bit feisty
isn’t she Graham?!’

‘I’ll show you
feisty you imbecile!’

With this
Michelle renewed her thrashings with increased vigour until she
felt one of the bouncer’s hands slide into her knickers and start
to molest her most sensitive parts. This made her freeze in horror.
He groped her for the last few steps of the staircase until they
reached the exit door when he removed his hand.

With a thrust
of his hip Graham opened the door and pushed Simon away with a clip
round his ear for good measure. Simon stumbled away and watched as
Michelle was flipped back over the bouncer’s shoulder, but he
carefully made sure she landed feet first.

Michelle was
still full of indignation at her rough treatment and turned
straight back around and started to pound the bouncer on his chest.
‘You beast! How dare you molest me like that!’

The bouncer
started to laugh as Michelle’s slaps and thumps bounced off his
barrel chest. It was only when she started to try and scratch out
his eyes did he grab hold of her hands and easily restrain her.
‘Now, now young lady! Calm down! Don’t mind being punched but I
draw the line at having my eyes scratched thank you very much. Can
you take her away mate?’

‘Yeah, of
course. Come on Michelle, let’s go.’

Michelle
shrugged off Simon’s hand and shouted, ‘I’m not going anywhere
until these men, I use that word loosely, apologise for treating us
like this!’

The bouncer
rolled his eyes and simply pushed Michelle away. She stumbled back
five or so feet and by the time she had recovered her footing the
bouncers had slammed the door shut and were making their way back
up the stairs.

While sniffing
his fingers the bouncer who molested Michelle stated, ‘Bloody hell
Graham! It is always the flamin’ girls that are the flamin’
worst!’

‘Tell me about
it, man,’ replied Graham giving a rueful shake of his head, ‘tell
me about it.’

Chapter 10

Peter and Sarah
flagged down a taxi easily as it was still quite early in the
night. He told the driver his address and as soon as they set out
he started to warm Sarah up some more with lots of deep, passionate
kisses and lots of leg stroking and breast fondling.

The taxi driver
was happy. He loved watching young couples in his taxi, the way
they totally threw away their inhibitions and seemed to forget that
there was another person in the car. All throughout the journey he
seemed to spend most of his time with his eyes fixed on the rear
view mirror and was pleased to see these two really going for it.
He saw the young woman part her legs; he saw the young man’s hand
disappear up her skirt which was near enough hitched right up over
her hips. He saw fingers sliding inside her pink, lacy panties and
a middle finger disappear inside her. He heard her little grunts of
pleasure and noticed the bulge of the young man’s pants grow and
grow.

This continued
for a few minutes and the driver was disappointed when she pulled
away from him and looked almost shyly at the rear view mirror.
Sarah saw the driver tip her a wink after which she blushed and
pulled her skirt back down. Peter tried to carry on but Sarah
gently pushed him away and whispered into his ear that they would
carry on later.

Peter realized
that they had been getting a bit adventurous with somebody watching
them and he noticed they were nearly at his house anyway. Instead,
he wrapped one of his arms around her and she leant against him.
Occasionally he would lean down and kiss the top of her head until
they pulled onto his street. He told the driver what house to drop
them at and he paid the fare.

They walked up
his driveway hand in hand and Peter kissed her on the doorstep. He
then unlocked the door and they both almost fell through it in
their eagerness. As soon as the door closed behind them Peter
reached round Sarah’s back and unclipped her bra and unzipped her
skirt. Sarah pushed him away and Peter thought he may have made a
mistake moving so fast. However, he saw her place her thumbs inside
the waist of her skirt and knickers and pulled them down in one
movement. Peter was amused and delighted to see a patch of darker
pink in the crotch of her panties caused by her wetness. He pulled
her to him and she stood in front of him with her feet wide apart
giving him ample room to caress her, which he did.

With every
stroke and every finger insertion she gave out moans and groans of
pleasure and Peter’s hand got wetter and wetter. While he was
caressing her she fumbled and struggled to undo his belt, and in
the end Peter removed his hand and did it himself. He pulled down
his jeans and underwear in one action as Sarah had done and
immediately he sprang erect, hard and long. Sarah looked down and
was very pleased to see his size and she immediately started to
stroke him, feeling him throb lively in her hand.

After a few
moments of stroking and pleasuring each other Sarah moved away from
him, turned her back, dropped onto her knees, and then leaned
forward, leaning on her hands, thrusting her buttocks into the
air.