The Bends

Present...

As Cory walked down the street, he tossed around a hand-sized ball with Alicia. A car zoomed by. Alicia held her hair as if it would fly off.

"Damn drivers don't know this ISN'T NASCAR!"

Cory chuckled as his neighbor settled down with a terse exhalation. "Doing that's not going to help 'em hear you, you know?"

"Whatever, who cares, they'll feel it in their conscience." Alicia threw the ball back to Cory, which her caught with an energetic field, leaving it levitating above and to the back of his head. "Anyways. So, you want to make a harem or some shit, and you want me to be the leading lady. Did I get that right?"

"You did."

"Damn. Who woulda thunk." The slim chocolate-skinned cutie shook her head, even as Cory propelled the ball away from him and into her deft hand. "Just a random girl from French Avenue, now part of the Owner of the World's lovely, fiine circle of sex slaves."

"You're not going to just be a sex ****," Cory rebutted. Like clockwork, Alicia scoffed.

"You sure about that, mister high school teenager? I bet all you think about is shaggin'."

"Alright, so you might be a sex ****." He caught Alicia's throw. For real, this time. "Got a problem with that?"

"Nope." Teeth gleaming white as Alicia winked, "I just wanted to hear it from you."

Investigatively, Cory nodded, "Have a tantrum about me not treating and objectifying you like a bitch."

Alicia stopped, suddenly, stamping her foot. "Fuck you Cory! FUCK! Why you gotta show even a sliver of semi-respect right now to me, huh? What you think I'm WORTH it or something? Why can't you just shove that DICK in my stupid slutty mouth! Why you tryin' to make us as equals, dude? I am an OBJECT! I am YOURS! You better fuck me up my ass and hurt the shit out of me while doing it, or I swear, I'm goina, oooh, nigga...." She threateningly let that sentence trail off. Cory nearly gulped, before recollecting himself and allowing the fired up girl to resume as normal.

Alicia, of course, didn't really mind what Cory made her think or do, and the two continued on their leisurely stroll down the block, in search of other people of interest until they finally stopped at a place in which one such person resided.