SLEEPING WITH THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER - PART 1 0f 3

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
When Jerry,an 39 year old New Orleans native realizes his wife is filing for divorce. His drinking behavior looses control. Even more so,leading him at the wrong places at the wrong time. Which leads to attracting an even more problem. The devil's daughter.

Submitted: January 17, 2017

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Submitted: January 17, 2017

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Mardi Gras was now the happening season down in New Orleans,La. Where out of Towner's from all over the U.S. enjoyed the everlasting night life. Bourbon street of course, was the strip partying and excitement took place in full effect. Half drunken woman broadcasted their breast for beads. Half drunken men enjoyed every bit of it as they stumbled along. In the midst of the crowded strip,was one of New Orleans own, Jerry. An 39 year old, dark complexion man. Standing at 6 foot 2 inch, 210 pound no less. Good looking attractive guy nevertheless. Jerry made sure he dressed to impress for any occasion. Cleaned shaved cut,with his goatee and beard freshly lined up. Catching the eyes of many beautiful women on a daily basis. Many of who he turned down cause of his marriage. Living a faithful lifestyle of course was the reason for it. Wishing now that he could turned back the hands of times. Mainly because of what he and his wife was going through now. After several long years! Jerry's wife filed for divorce. Leaving him shook finding himself with a deeper drinking habit. Like at this moment, slowly walking through the large crowds on Bourbon. Finishing his fourth cup of 190 octane daiquiri. Looking down at his watch which read 11:23 p.m. Jerry figured why not have one more drink before calling it a night. Slowly stepping in side his now third club for the night. Jerry began nodding his head to the loud blasting music. Rocking side to side as he made his way to the bar area. " How you doing handsome? What can I help you with?" An white female bartender asked Jerry with a smile. " Can I get a vodka mix with orange juice." Jerry responded. Barely keeping his eyes open as it is ." No problem! Be with you in a second!" The bartender replied. "Aight." Jerry softly spoke . Slowly setting down onto the bar stool. Suddenly Jerry felt a tap on his shoulder from behind him. Slowly turning his head slightly to see whom was it. Jerry became caught in a daze. " Some one sitting next to you?" The beautiful lady asked. Her name was Lucille. An 28 year old Puerto Rican princess. Her long straight jet black hair was silky smooth. Matching her black dress that stopped above her knees. Exposing her sexy long legs which held up her 5 foot eleven frame. Her eyes were as green as a freshly grown fruit pear. Driving men crazy when ever they gazed into her eyes. " No , no one is sitting there." Jerry finally responded after a few seconds of saying nothing. Lucille's beauty was every bit to die for. "Well do you mind?" Lucille asked Jerry about sitting next to him . "Baby as good as you look, I wouldn't mind if you sat in my face." Jerry joked. Catching Lucille off guard with his response." Oh wow!" Lucille chuckled. Blushing as well causing her long eye lashes to flap with the rhythm of her blinks. Smiling widely showing off her straight white teeth. Often hid behind those big juicy lips of hers. Covered in the usual colored lip stick, black. "Here is your drink, vodka and juice." The bartender finally arrived back with Jerry drink order. " Would you like a drink as well mam?" The bartender then asked Lucille with a joyful smile. " Yes I would love a cranberry and vodka." Lucille ordered. Jerry stared at how beautiful Lucille was looking. Or maybe it was the high volume of alcohol in his system. Lucille couldn't do nothing but see and feel Jerry's hard stare from the corner of her eyes. " You like something you see?" Lucille asked while locking eyes with Jerry."Maybe I do!" Jerry answered, taking the glass of vodka and juice to the head. Looking down at his watch which now read 11:50. "I think its bout that time for me to kick rocks."Jerry stated, slowly standing up from the bar stool hardly keeping his balance. Lucille recognized how tipsy Jerry was. " Are you alright? Besides why are you leaving so early?" Lucille asked in a worried tone of voice.Biting down on her bottom lip in a seductive way. "Work." Jerry said with a slurred." Nice to meet you." Jerry added. Slightly stumbling his way towards the club exit. Lucille quickly stood up from the bar stool. Paying close attention at Jerry whom disappeared through the packed club. "Finally I meet someone who catches my attention." Lucille whispered to herself. " And I be dam if I let you get away that easy." Lucille added. To be continued....


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