Spike is lured to a hotel room by a note Veronica leaves... heh heh....written by GP

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One of them was running her fingers lightly along the curve of his naked ass.

"Oh give it a rest, please.  How many of you are there?"

Spike was amused at first then intrigued when he got the note.  It was in a plain envelope slid under the door of his crypt yesterday afternoon.  It was from one of those internet fanfic writers he'd heard about.  The note asked him for a meeting in a motel on the South side of town.  He'd heard of the place, they took your money and didn't ask any questions.  All the clerks we evidently deaf, since they didn't seem to hear any noises, no matter how bizzare.

He was about to throw the envelope and note away when he felt something else in the envelope.  He shook it over his palm and a motel room key fell out.

"Confident bugger, I'll give'm that, " he murmered.

That was when he became intrigued.

He was lying full length on the motel bed when the door opened and an attractive young girl came in.  She gave him a smile and introduced herself.

"So you write stories about us on the internet?" he asked.

She nodded as she removed her coat.

"I don't think we're all that bloody interesting, well at least some of us aren't," he said with a self satisfied smile.

His smile froze when he noticed she hadn't stopped with her jacket.  She pulled of her shirt and was reaching around to unhook her bra.

"You don't waste a bleeding minute do you.  But what makes you think I'm even interested in ...."

She paused as she was pulling off her jeans and gestured toward his middle where a very large bulge was doing its best to break through his zipper.

"Oh well I ah ...." His voice trailled off.

She rolled down her panties and stepped out of them, ' I think you're a little over dressed don't you?"

In a few moments he was naked and she was straddling his hips.  She slowly lowered herself onto him and his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Oh you are a choice piece, ' he gasped.

Twenty minutes later, he had explored every part of her body and they lay quiet. 

He drew on his cigarette, " you can write about me anytime your little heart desires, ' he said expelling a stream of blue smoke.

She reached over and lightly stroked his chest, " would you like to meet some of my internet buddies?"

"Sure if they're anything like you, bring em around anytime."

The next thing he knew, she whistled and the door flew open spilling a whole crowd into the room.

His head was spinning and he didn't get all the names, there were to many, Shawn something, Cat, Val they all ran together.  There were even a few blokes.

Before he could react, he found himself imprisoned in well padded but strong manacles at ankles and wrists.

They quickly put garlic and crosses at the window and doors.

"Spike, we don't want to hurt you, we just wanted to experience an intimate personal moment, the first girl told him.

"You want to shag, all of you?" he asked with astonishmnet.

A chorus of nodds moved through the crowd.

Thinking of the fact he was trapped and the fact that he still had that bloody chip and the fact that a shag was a shag and that they were a pretty good looking group, "Ok , " he said with a wicked smile.

That was seven hours ago and now all he wanted to do was rest.  He tried to ignore the fingers caressing his rear, but then he felt soft warm lips encircle him.

Bugger all, he thought as he grew under those expert lips and tongue.

Then he heard those dreaded words,

"Hey guys, who's next?"

At least that's how I heard it gang.

GP