Kathy's Revenge

Chapter 18
Faiths POV

Okay so one more day to Cleveland, only like another five hours drive once we get back on the road again tomorrow morning. Will be great to get off the Hell Bus. No more requests from Andrew to stop every ten miles because he needs a leak. And I will never have to listen to Barry Manilow EVER AGAIN! Andrew really needs to get some musical taste but since he is the only one who had C.Ds in his bag it’s that or static from the bus radio with no reception.

For right now at least I have the TV. Which is good, seen as Red left about an hour ago. Still got to say Sunday night TV is not the best. On the upside even though there are no good programs on I can mix the adverts up. Should try it. It can be very amusing.

At the point where I can find two channels with adverts at one time, the redhead returns. Poking her head around the door. “Busy?” Slightly stupid question.

“Not really.” I turn the TV off by the remote and throw it down on the floor. “What you have in mind?” I have a fair idea of what I’d like to be doing right about now.

“Alcohol.” She states walking to the bathroom to as she says ‘freshen up’.

Alcohol or sex? Hmm, alcohol and sex. Ooh good visual involving me, Red the bed and body shots. Yum. Drunken sex! Not done that with Red before. Okay so first alcohol then sex. Perfect!

Thirty minutes later the whole hell bus gang is walking down the main street in some small one horse kinda town to the so-called ‘Fun Time Frankie’s Cocktail House’. Doesn’t sound like much or look like much for that matter. That is until I walk into the bar. Nice place… sorta tacky but I can deal. Big dance floor with a not totally shit DJ and loads of huge tables so we can all fit.

Before I know it I am on my fifth drink and am dancing in what is probably a very provocative way with Xander and Andrew. A few potentials join us and we groove away for a while. Jen and Andrew seem to be getting on pretty well and are in the process of doing some kinda up-tempo waltz, with Jen leading if I’m not mistaken. I smile at Andrew and he smiles back whilst doing a spin.

I empty my glass and go to get another drink, grabbing Red another ‘slow comfortable screw’.

“Here you go Red.” I shout over the music.

“Oh thanks Faith! Hey you wanna dance?” she asks holding out her hand. I take it and we walk to the dance floor, Red leading the way still holding my hand over her shoulder. We make our way to the floor, drinks in hand and find a space in the middle where we start to strut our funky stuff.

Red is grinding her ass against my groin. I moan quietly, I know that no one can hear me so it’s okay. I drape my arms around Red’s shoulders as we sway to the music. We turn and face each other and keep moving our hips to the music. The dance floor seems to be emptying but all I can think about is the fell of Red’s body against mine. She looks me in the eye and I really want to kiss her. I decide not to since we both said that we wouldn’t say anything about us being an us just yet.

We carry on this strange mating ritual for a while. I see Xander watching us from a table not to far from us. He has his legs crossed and is leaning over, he is so covering something up HA how fitting is his cocktail of choice, Jack Off...

A few hours and many, many drinks later we begin to walk back to the motel. Well I say walk. More stagger. I keep telling people I’m not drunk. However every time I say this I tend to stumble. “Damn sidewalk.”

It takes another hour to get back to each of our rooms. Saying ‘goodnight’ rather loudly along the corridor. So there I am outside our room with a redhead nibbling on my earlobe, which doesn’t exactly help the fact that I’m trying to decide which of the three keyholes that are in front of me is the real one. The left one? The metal hits the wood of the door. “Crap.” If she keeps doing that I’m going to jump her right here.

I screw one eye shut trying to stop everything but me from spinning. It works for long enough to get the stupid key in the hole.

I literally fall into our room because I was leaning on it when it swung open. I catch myself before I fall and stagger into the bathroom to have the longest piss of my life. Taking these few seconds to lay my head against the cold tiles on the walls. Slowly my eyes close and I have to jump and reopen them because the room begins to spin.

When I finish and go back into the room Red is lying on the bed in some sort of lacy, silk thing that barely covers her breasts or her ass. I walk over to the bed probably openly salivating and throw myself on it. I kiss her on the nose, you may be thinking that is sweet but it wasn’t, I missed her mouth.

Red is about as drunk as I am. She pushes me onto my back and tries to climb on top, kneeing my in the crotch as she does. The pain isn’t as bad as it could have been since she just leant on the bone. I take this opportunity to throw her onto her back and get on top instead. Her legs wrap around my waist as we make out. I am running my hands over her body and proceed to get rid of the scrap of material that is her nightwear. I kiss down her neck slowly as she moans deep in her throat.

She decides that I am wearing too much and strips me bear in a matter of seconds, almost ripping my new killer leather pants, although I don’t care that much. So there we lie, naked and panting slightly because of the lack of oxygen that seems to be occurring in our room.

I reach out and squeeze one of her nipples gently, she seems to like this because a small squeal escapes her lips, I pinch harder and she bites down on my neck, which she was in the process of kissing.