Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2001 00:10:18 EDT
From: Grindhl@aol.com
Subject: Curious Nick

	Warning: This story contains material which may be offensive to
some viewers. So, if you are under 18 years of age (or sometimes 21), or
homosexual material offends you, please leave now. Otherwise, please enjoy!

	Obligatory Disclaimer: This story is completely fictitious. Any
events that occur in it may or may not have actually happened, even though
we wish they did and we were all there! The author of this story has no
clue as to the sexual orientation of the characters, nor does he want to
know because not knowing leaves more to the imagination, which is something
we should all use more often! Character penis size is estimated. If I have
guessed wrong, please forgive me. Okay, enough bullshit. Please enjoy!


Curious Nick
By: Grindhl

Chapter IV

	Alex's apartment looked way too extravagant for a photographer,
especially for a 23 year old photographer. The furniture was all black and
very modern. There were pictures all over his walls, including a picture of
a fat naked woman lying on the seashore. Alex was truly a gifted
photographer and a modern day King Midas. Everything he touched seemed to
turn into a bright and brilliant gold. After a quick tour of Alex's
apartment, Nick was quite taken with it.

	"You are some housewife, aren't you," Nick said.

	"Well, I try my best."

	"Try! That's an understatement. Christ, you're a Martha Stewart for
god's sake."

	"Ha! I'd like to think of myself as a Christopher Lowell, but
without the lisp you know."

	"So is that where all the action is," said Nick, pointing to the
darkroom.

	"Actually the real action occurs in the bedroom. Would you like to
see it?"

	"Maybe some other time," said Nick, before nearly pissing himself.

	"I think we should get these developed now because it's getting
pretty late and I have a really long day ahead of me," said Alex.

	"Oh, more boy bands to shoot tomorrow?"

	"Mira Sorvino actually. Never mind that right now, let's get
going."

	Nick had never been in a darkroom before. It was actually very
comfortable. The way the red light gleamed over the surface of the acid,
and the way Alex's blond hair seemed to shimmer with his every movement was
very relaxing. He was truly a sight to see because he really knew his way
around a darkroom, and he always acted as if he knew exactly what he was
doing. He was such a tease too, and he didn't even know it. The way he kept
his pencil behind his ear, the way he leaned over the sink to wash his
hands, and the way he would constantly play with his earlobe only made Nick
more excited.

	"Okay, I think we're sort of done here. All I have to do now is put
these through the scanner and save them on a disc," said Alex.

	"What do you say to a drink," Nick asked.

	"I'd say in 15 minutes!"



Chapter V

	"Who is it," asked Brian Litrell.

	"It's Alex, open the door."

	"Alex the photographer?"

	"Yes, please open up."

	Brian was a little shocked to open the door and find Nick, passed
out, and with Alex carrying him in his arms.

	"What the hell is going on here," demanded Brian! "Do you know what
time it is?"

	"Well we went out to have a few drinks and..... Nick had a few to
many I'm afraid. I'm very sorry about the hour."

	"Help me get him to his bed and out of his clothes," said Brian as
he stumbled around the hotel room in the dark.

	The two men took off Nick's shoes and pants, unbuttoned his shirt,
and left him in his tank top and underwear and gently pushed him into his
bed.

	"Next time when you take him out, never let him drink. That shit
goes right through him," said Brian. "So what happened anyway?"

	"Well I took him to this bar that I go to all the time and it
started with one simple drink, then one thing lead to another and he stood
up on the table and started giving me a lap dance."

	"A what?"

	"He was very drunk!"

	"I should say so," said Brian.

	"Well, he has my phone number and address, so tell him I'll see him
again sometime and hopefully sober."

	"And no more lap dances!"

	"Trust me, he won't be doing that anymore," said Alex. "Goodnight
then."

	"Goodnight."



Chapter VI

	The next morning, Nick awoke in his bed with an excruciating
headache, and more importantly, Vicky was standing right next to him.

	"Vicky, what are you doing here?"

	Slapping him in his face she said, "You bastard! You went out last
night with someone you barely know, got drunk, and gave him a lap dance?!"

	"I understand the drunk part, but a lap dance? Vicky, you're making
all this shit up. And I don't understand why you're making such a big fuss
about some harmless fun."

	"Harmless fun! You just woke up in a pile of your own drool. I
suppose that the light is bothering you too! Should I hand you your
sunglasses?"

	"Vicky why the hell are you here?"

	"I can't live like this anymore Nick. I need someone who is going
to be committed to me. Someone, who when we are vacation, is going to keep
fucking me even when someone is knocking on the door! Someone who is going
to stay awake after sex too."

	"Well I got news for you Vicky, every man you will ever sleep with
is going to fall asleep after sex because he really doesn't give a flying
fuck......oh my head hurts."

	"I don't know what's gotten into you Nick. Can you tell me whose
eyes I am staring into right now? When I talk to you it's like I don't even
know you anymore."

	"What are you saying?," demanded Nick.

	"I'm saying that it's over between us Nick. Yes the sex was good
with you, but I'm moving on."

	"Vicky, I have a career and sometimes I need to do what is required
of me. So if you're dumping me because I can't work around you're schedule,
go on ahead!"

	"Fine, I will. And by the way, I'm going to marry a black man with
an enormous dick and push out tons of his babies, just to fuck you up! Have
a nice life."

	She slammed the door right in his face. Thunder shook the earth and
it began to pour rain outside. Nick sat on the edge of the bed, put his
head between his legs, and cried.


	Okay, that's the end of chapters 4-6. For all you perverts, the sex
will be coming soon. Forgive me if I sounded a little racist at that one
part. Chapters 7-9 will be out soon. What's going to happen now. Nick and
Vicky having a reconciliation, Nick getting together with Alex, or another
lap dance perhaps. It all depends on how I feel when I write this stuff.
Any comments or questions? Please e-mail me at Grindhl@aol.com