Digital Underground - uXu - Underground eXperts United #uxu-032

### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # ## ## ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ####### [ Castle Chronicles Chapter Two ] [ By The Chief ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ ###### ###### ###### ###### ## ###### ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ###### ###### ## ## #### ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ###### ## ## ###### ## ###### ###### ###### ## ## ###### ###### ## ## ## ###### ## ###### ###### ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ### ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ###### ###### ## ## ## ### ## ## ## #### ###### ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ###### ## ## ## ## ###### ## ## ## ###### ###### ###### ###### METAPHORICAL FRAGMENTS FROM A CRAMMED MERCEDES BENZ CHAPTER TWO When Castle opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the now semi- half but not completely naked woman sitting right in front of him holding the last piece of slimey pizza. "Want some?" she asked, holding it right under his nose. "No thanks" Castle replied, "I had a steady lunch already. But Thank You anyway." "Suit yourself.", she said and sucked up the piece with a large SCHWOOOPSHH. Castle now noticed how he moved side to side, back and forward without doing anything. Either I'm drunk as hell, or I am on a ship, he thought out loud. Brown and Steinberg looked at each other and let out some small sounds that, to Castle, sounded like laughter. "No, Mr Castle, you're in my brand new Mercedes Benz", Brown said with a smile on his face. "We're heading for Dartroom just like you told us before you.. ehm, passed out." Castle couldn't remember he had said anything about Dartroom, in fact, he couldn't remember anything except the semi-half naked woman, who now was completely naked, he noticed. She stood on her knees with her head out of one of the car's windows and let the wind dry her slimey hair. Castle couldn't see anything but her very round and inviting ass about twenty centimeters from his face. "How come this woman always is naked?", Castle asked Brown. "That's part of my job", he replied. "You see, I'm a 'Very Pretty & Nude Women Behaviour' Doctor, and it is my job to find out how women react on being completely, or semi-half naked. I put them in different situations (or course without any clothes) and study them, Veeeery closely. Ah, so you didn't know?" he asked Castle with a surprised look on his face. "No." "Ah, then I can understand your strange behaviour, I mean passing out and all that. It's a good job you know..." "I can believe THAT.", Castle said without taking his eyes off the now moving part of the woman in front of him. He couldn't but notice now that he was himself again, that he was lying in the back seat of a Mercedes Benz with his head on one of the back-doors, and the woman was standing with one knee on each side of the seat, right above him, STILL with that now increasingly inviting round, moving, beautiful ass and an arched back. I guess I don't have to say that Castle couldn't think of a better place to be at that moment. (also worth to note is that how amazing it may sound, all the slime was gone from her hair.) "How much are you paid to do this.. 'job'", Castle asked briefly. "Don't breath so much hot air on my naked body", the woman complained. "Oh, sorry.", Castle replied. "Hey, no 'S's please, the hot air makes me feel... ummm". She moved back and forth, arching her back even more. Castle tried to say something, but Brown started to talk about how much money he made. Castle didn't hear a word, because the woman had now shut the window, and turned around face to face with Castle. "Maybe this window is better?" she said to herself, and opened the window behind Castle's head and stuck her head out. Castle's position was now such that her pointy, firm tits were just five centimeters from his eyes, and her arched body right above his. He could smell her body, and his hands were almost uncontrollable. "5 grand on..." Brown was still speaking, and Steinberg was listening and commented a little here and there, with "Aha" or "Really?" and so on. Castles hands were now holding the woman's arched back, caressing it back and forward, all the way down her round, peach-shaped ass and up to her shoulders. "That feels great..", she managed to say in between the "Aaah"'s and "Mmmm"'s. She lowered her upper body until one of her tits touched Castle's lips, moving it over his face with a hard nipple. Suddenly Brown hit the breaks. Castle and the woman hit the car floor. "We're here!", Brown shouted. "Everybody out." Dartroom, the most unfriendly and dangerous bar in the western part of the city stood there, as it always did, black and scattered with spray-painted slogans, logos and miscellaneous other messages. Brown was fascinated. This was just like "in the movies", he thought as he headed for the door where a sign said 'Restricted Area'. Suddenly Castle remembered what he had said before passing out. "Bathroom! I said B-A-T-H-R-O-O-M, not Dartroom, you FOOL!" Brown and Steinberg looked at each other, and went through the door. They were expected. Expected by the unbelievable smell that hit them instantly. "Ouch!" Brown shrieked. "Hey!" Steinberg shouted. "Man, that's what I call odour! Yeachh!" Brown managed to let out before finding himself with his face to the floor, and a very nasty floor it was. "Blueergh! This floor really taste like old tires!" "Let me take a bite here.." Steinberg sat down. "Hmmm. Aha. Uhu, well.. yes.. You're right. It does taste like old tires! But lets go inside, shall we? After you.." Steinberg pushed Brown through the inner doors. Castle, Steinberg and the beautiful woman listened carefully, but they couldn't hear a sound, except small 'peep's from the rats somewhere behind a large pile of boxes. "Guess it's safe to enter then." Castle said, and opened the inner door. The incredibly loud music they let out by opening the sound-proof door smashed the windows on the fifteen closest buildings and cars, as well as sending a shock-wave through the city that started a tornado, which killed 20.000 football-fans watching the superbowl at a nearby arena. "HERE! YOU NEED THESE!!" Brown shouted holding three pairs of ear-plugs. "AND SHUT THAT DAMNED DOOR!!!" a huge man shouted at them. As soon as Castle had closed the door, the music was gone. He looked surprised at the huge man, with a sort-of-a questioning expression. "Sure, like you didn't know we have our reputation to think of. This is SUPPOSED to be the loudest, dirtiest, worst, most unfriendly and remote bar in the city, but it isn't. We just use that reputation to keep such people away. You see, they just don't dare to come here. Neat eh?" They all looked around, only to find a large concert hall. Slow, soft music reached their ears from a little jukebox in a corner. In the middle of the hall, all chairs had been removed, only to make room for a big bingo-screen. About 30 old men and women sat around it, and sometimes a soft "Here" or "yes" was heard. The huge man introduced himself as the owner of this "last utopia" for bingo-addicts, and made sure each one of them got a seat (and of course a "Dartroom" t-shirt, pen-set, sports-bag, fingernail and mug, compliments of the management.) "So.." he started, "You're looking for the Mysterious man that disappeared in the shoe-store, no?" Everyone in the room looked at each other... ______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________ Watch out for the next chapter of the Castle Chronicles! It will be Even More revealing than this one! ONLY from The Underground eXperts United! (!) 1991 THE CHIEF & uXu Productions ______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________

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