Name: VeryHotGirl 2010-07-23 21:22
I was walking down Lower East Side Manhattan on a cold, foggy November night, and decided to step into my favourite place, Vandam Diner. The place was quiet that night, but I could have really done with something to eat. So I sat down at the bar and called over the waiter. He was a middle aged man, looked like his face had been scarred on one side. He asked me what I would like, so I ordered a hot dog.
After about 5 minutes of waiting, I decided to read a magazine that was left on the bar next to me. I left my glasses at home and had to hold the magazine right up to my face so I could read it. I know I shouldn't have left my glasses at home but I guess I can live without them.
I read the first few lines of this gardening article, when I noticed something in my peripheral vision. It was blurry and out of focus, and what I could make out was a man sat in a dark corner, half covered by shadow. I could hear strange grunting noises coming from the man, and he seemed to be twitching erratically. I noticed he had also ordered the hot dogs. He seemed to have arranged his food into a phallic shape, with two tomatoes placed together with a long hot dog sausage extruding from them. I thought nothing of it and continued to read the magazine.
2 minutes later, the grunting got louder. I tried to ignore it but the sound was getting louder and louder, until I decided to investigate. I slammed the magazine down on the bar and was about to ask him to keep the noise down, but before I did, after the loudest grunt, he stopped.
I slowly turned my head to the left, and as my eyes swept across the room and focused in on the man, I could not believe what I saw.
His hot dogs were covered in sperm.
I was shocked. I looked around the room but no-one else seemed to notice what he had just done. I didn't know what to do, so I just ran out of the diner. But before I reached the door, I heard his wispy voice say "Thanks, Sweet cheeks".
I didn't know why he said that, but I ran home. Safe in my own home, I went to bed.
The next day I was on the Internet. I went onto Break.com to look at the latest videos. Scrolling down, one video thumbnail particularly caught my eye. There was a woman on it, and she looked familiar. I clicked on the video, it loaded, and what I saw was something deeply disturbing.
The girl, in fact, was me. But the most shocking thing was the huge penis taking up the other half of the frame. The video was only 10 seconds long, but it did indeed show him masturbating in the shadows and eventually ejaculating over his hot dogs.
I needed to know who recorded that video, as that would lead me to knowing the identity of the strange man. I looked around the page, and noticed the uploader's username. It was in fact, Beast4Life.
To this day I do not know who or where he is. He never returned to the diner. But one thing that I am certain about is that he could be lurking in the shadows at any diner in that city, and that he always orders the hot dogs.
After about 5 minutes of waiting, I decided to read a magazine that was left on the bar next to me. I left my glasses at home and had to hold the magazine right up to my face so I could read it. I know I shouldn't have left my glasses at home but I guess I can live without them.
I read the first few lines of this gardening article, when I noticed something in my peripheral vision. It was blurry and out of focus, and what I could make out was a man sat in a dark corner, half covered by shadow. I could hear strange grunting noises coming from the man, and he seemed to be twitching erratically. I noticed he had also ordered the hot dogs. He seemed to have arranged his food into a phallic shape, with two tomatoes placed together with a long hot dog sausage extruding from them. I thought nothing of it and continued to read the magazine.
2 minutes later, the grunting got louder. I tried to ignore it but the sound was getting louder and louder, until I decided to investigate. I slammed the magazine down on the bar and was about to ask him to keep the noise down, but before I did, after the loudest grunt, he stopped.
I slowly turned my head to the left, and as my eyes swept across the room and focused in on the man, I could not believe what I saw.
His hot dogs were covered in sperm.
I was shocked. I looked around the room but no-one else seemed to notice what he had just done. I didn't know what to do, so I just ran out of the diner. But before I reached the door, I heard his wispy voice say "Thanks, Sweet cheeks".
I didn't know why he said that, but I ran home. Safe in my own home, I went to bed.
The next day I was on the Internet. I went onto Break.com to look at the latest videos. Scrolling down, one video thumbnail particularly caught my eye. There was a woman on it, and she looked familiar. I clicked on the video, it loaded, and what I saw was something deeply disturbing.
The girl, in fact, was me. But the most shocking thing was the huge penis taking up the other half of the frame. The video was only 10 seconds long, but it did indeed show him masturbating in the shadows and eventually ejaculating over his hot dogs.
I needed to know who recorded that video, as that would lead me to knowing the identity of the strange man. I looked around the page, and noticed the uploader's username. It was in fact, Beast4Life.
To this day I do not know who or where he is. He never returned to the diner. But one thing that I am certain about is that he could be lurking in the shadows at any diner in that city, and that he always orders the hot dogs.