A Date with Destiny

A Date with Destiny1

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Jake Miller3

Tony got into the back of the cab and his head was spinning. He had been drinking for the past five hours. He had started at his buddy Murph’s apartment and then they went to the Beer Gardens. Tony had no idea how many beers he had drunk or shots they had taken at the bar, but it was a lot. 4

They had started off playing beer pong at Murph’s. Tony had kicked ass. He always kicked ass at whatever he did. He had been an excellent athlete all through school. He had been an excellent student, too. National Honor’s Society, Dean’s List, all that bullshit.5

He got a job selling real estate after college and he kicked ass at that too. He had pulled in 80 grand in commissions his first year. His boss had said that no one had ever done that before. Tony was not surprised. He was used to setting records. 6

He didn’t give a shit about any of that stuff, though. Sports were pointless and school was fucking lame as far as Tony was concerned. He didn’t care about money. His passion was women. Actually it was sex. He didn’t even care about the women. It was the sex that mattered and the loss of self that came with it. The sense of wholeness that came from physically merging with another human being, it didn’t matter who, was what Tony lived for. The accomplishments were just away to do it. 7

Tony was feeling the urge again. He needed to get laid. Once the hunger got a hold of him, he would not be denied. He thought that he would’ve found someone at Murph’s but Murph couldn’t even get any chicks to show up at his house. 8

Murph was about 300 pounds and about as smooth as an eighty year old nut sack. That’s why Tony liked him. He was no threat to Tony’s sexual efforts, so Tony could hang with him. Murph was never going to get the girl when they went out, but Tony needed to have someone to go out with. Otherwise he would look and feel like a sexual predator, going out to bars alone. Other than that, Murph was useless. 9

Tony started going through his phone. Anita, first one on the list. Anita was forty-two years old, married with three kids. She loved Tony. She hungered for his 28-year old dick like a crack addict wanted crack. She acted like she couldn’t live without it. She would answer the call. 10

He pressed SEND. He stared at the back of the cab driver’s bald head as he listened to the dial tone. Fucking guy looks like a terrorist, he thought. 11

“Hello,” a female voice answered the phone. 12

“Hey, what’s up?”13

“Who’s this?”14

“This is Tony.” Tony mumbled. He was getting confused. The booze was having effect. He didn’t recognize the voice on the other end of the line.15

“Who’s Tony? Why are you calling my mom? She’s a married woman.”16

“Uhhh…” Tony couldn’t think of anything to say “ Oh, I am sorry.”17

“Who’s this?” A man’s voice now18

“This is Tony. I am calling for Anita.” Tony regretted saying that immediately. Should have hung up or said wrong number.19

“ANITA!! Get your ass over here!” The man yelled. “Who the fuck is Tony?!”20

Tony couldn’t hear Anita’s response but it must have been the wrong one. The next sound he heard was a hard slap and then Anita crying. Tony hung up the phone.21

Oh, well. Who to call next, Tony though as he scanned through the numbers on his phone. He sent out some texts and made some calls but got no responses. 22

Tony had one last option. It was probably for the best, he thought to himself. That way he wouldn’t have to listen to some bullshit stories about friends or work or sleeping over or any such nonsense. Just a cash transaction and the deeds that he so desperately needs. 23

He smiled and laughed to himself. In an hour, some whore would be sucking him off. 24

The cab pulled up in front of Tony’s apartment building. He tipped the cabby and stumbled toward the door. He struggled to get the right key to allow him in. It took about five minutes for him to finally get in his building. He got to the elevator and pushed the button for the fifth floor. He leaned against the back wall of the elevator and closed his eyes. He experienced an intense spinning in his own head. It was a surreal feeling. The dark behind his eye lids seemed like it was moving. 25

DING!!! The elevator doors opened and Tony walked through the doors as they slid out of his way. He walked down the hallway towards his apartment. He bounced off of each wall as he made his way. Eventually, he leaned up against the wall closest to his apartment and slid his way to his door. 26

His neighbors hated him. He was constantly coming home with women and their friends, blasting music and being loud and drunk. They couldn’t do shit about it though. He was friends with most of the cops in this town. He had played ball with them, so they wouldn’t mess with him. The neighbors had called the cops a few times at first but they had given up by now. They couldn’t do anything about the noise he was making now and not about the noise he would be making later. 27

He finally got to his door. He struggled with his keys again and entered his apartment. He turned on the light and made his way to his black leather couch. He sat down upon it and grabbed the yellow pages underneath his coffee table. He flipped through the pages until he got to the E section. Then he got to his destination: ESCORTS.28

The advertisements were all so cheesy, Tony thought. City Centerfolds, After Dark Entertainment, Midnight Express. They all had pictures of ridiculously beautiful women in their ads. These were not the women who were going to show up however. He knew what he was going to get. A drug addict who was barely fuckable. But fuckable. He just needed to make sure he wrapped it up tight. Last thing he needed was catching some fucking disease from one of these pigs. 29

Women of the Night was the ad that caught Tony’s eye tonight. He had never used them before. He wanted to make sure he didn’t get one of the same girls he had used before so this was worth a shot. There was no difference between them anyway. They always said they had a wide variety of nationalities but they always ended up being Latino. Tony was hoping for an Asian but would take whatever. 30

He put in the call. 31

“Hello,” a male voice answered. 32

“Hi, I am looking for a girl.”33

“Where you at?”34

“I am on the East side of town.”35

“Alright, a girl will call you back.”36

Tony hung up the phone. He knew the drill. They used the caller id to get your number. They found a girl that was in your neighborhood and available and she called you back to work out the specifics. He just needed to wait.37

After about five minutes, his phone rang. 38

“Hello,” he answered.39

“Hey, baby. You call for a girl?” a female voice asked.40

“Yup.” 41

“Okay, what’s your address?”42

“187 North Pacific St. # 508”43

“Oh, it’s an apartment? What about your neighbors? I like to be loud.”44

“Don’t worry. I blast the music. They never call the cops. Most of the cops are my friends anyway.”45

“OK. I will be about twenty minutes.”46

“Alright.” She sounds pretty hot, Tony thought. Can’t wait to fuck her.47

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ….Tony walked over to the intercom and buzzed the girl in. His heart was starting to beat fast. He loved the anticipation of waiting for a girl to come and fuck him. It was almost as good as the deed itself. It would take a couple minutes for her to get up to his apartment. He did a little cleaning up. Even though she was a whore, he wanted to make a good impression. He still wanted her to want him. 48

He could hear her walking down the hall. She must have had those big ass stiletto heals. He couldn’t wait to see what this chick was going to look like.49

She knocked on the door and he opened it with a great sense of anticipation. He felt like a kid at Christmas-rushing down stairs to open up his presents. He opened the door and there she was.50

She looked like she was about 6 feet tall, maybe taller. She had long black hair that went down to her waist. Her pale, white skin reminded Tony of a porcelain doll. It didn’t look real. Her features were too perfect. Her skin looked smooth and soft. She was wearing a black leather jacket with a white Nirvana T-shirt underneath. Her black jeans were skin tight. She was wearing blue tinted glasses. Not quite sunglasses but he couldn’t really see her eyes. Tony thought she looked like the hottest Goth chick he had ever seen. It was like Elle McPherson, stayed out of the sun. I am not going to last two minutes, Tony thought.51

“Can I come in?” she asked. Her voice was captivating. 52

“Yes, of course.”53

“Thanks.”54

“Please, sit down.” Tony gestured to the coach. 55

As she walked by, Tony checked out her ass. It was perfect. Tony began to worry about how much she was going to cost. He had the money but he didn’t want to spend a grand to bust a nut when he could spend three hundred. Except for her clothes, she looked like one of those high class whores that Governors get. 56

Tony turned around and locked the door. He turned around to walk toward the couch. “So what’s your name?”57

“Destiny.” 58

“Cool name.”59

Tony walked over to the stereo and picked out a CD. He put on the song “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails. A totally twisted tune that Tony turned on to freak out the girls he paid. He would use it with all the women he fucked but they would run for the door. The hookers had been involved in worse. 60

Doo-chh Doo-chh…The songs industrial beat filled the room.61

Tony came around the side of the couch to where Destiny was standing. As he turned around the arm of the couch, the giant hooker rushed towards him in a flash. He her inhumanely strong hands grasp around his neck and lift his feet off the ground. 62

“What the fuck are you doing?”63

She did not answer. Instead she threw him across the room. 64

“I WANT TO FUCK YOU LIKE AN ANIMAL”65

The giant woman shot across the room and was on top of Tony before he had time to recover. 66

“I WANT TO FEEL YOU FROM THE INSIDE”67

The woman’s head stretched back and her incisors shot out like two switch blades. 68

“No, DON’T”69

Tony screamed as the fangs penetrated his neck and the giant woman began to suck. Her cheeks pumping in and out while he drew the fluid out of his body. A smile came to Tony’s lips before he faded to black. 70