Bounce
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Upon entering the dimly lit, champagne room, with its mahogany decor, I saw Christina seated on the far right. She was wearing only her stiletto heels. “Why didn’t you call me?” She asked, as I closed the smoked glass sliding doors. I recall staring at her breasts and thinking how her pink nipples looked like pencil erasers. I became erect. “You had your problems with your girl, and I had my problems,” she continued, while touching herself, “I thought we understood each other?” “I’m sorry,” I said, “I had to take care of a few things but sometimes, things take longer than expected.” I loosened my tie and removed my suit jacket. Christina sat upright on the plush couch. Her feet were touching the floor but her legs were wide open. She began squeezing her breasts. “Don’t you want me?” She asked. “Hell yeah!” I quickly removed my shoes, using my feet. I picked up the pace as I unbuckled my belt. My walkie-talkie, cell phone, and a pocket full of change, produced an audible sound as they crashed to the carpet. There I was, standing in front of Christina in my boxers with my shirt and tie on. I vainly paused to let her get a good look at me, while she began to masturbate. “Well,” I asked, displaying a strong erection, “what do we do now?” Christina pulled my boxers down and gave me a legendary blow-job. As she did, I began to remove my shirt and tie but she smacked my hands away. “Leave it on,” she said, while gasping for air. Subsequently, I began my first sexual experience with a married, American white woman. It was great! But every time she had an orgasm, she pulled on my tie and choked the hell out of me! After we finished, she noticed the gold condom wrapper on the floor near my shoes. She picked it up and examined it for a while. “My husband never used these before.” When we left the champagne room, it was about 2am. Christina said that she was going home early, after taking care of a customer’s bill. The bill Christina was taking care of, belonged to a guy at the table of my intended victim, the black businesswoman. While the men in her group were having a peaceful disagreement over who would pay the bill, the businesswoman sat with another woman, watching the show and periodically sipping her Long Island Ice Tea. I couldn’t help it. I was young, dumb and full of… well, you know. In addition I was a bouncer, which presented me with this opportunity. Why not take advantage?
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Enter the shady and exciting world of New York City nightlife. Starting from the year, 1999, "Bounce" depicts the true events in the life of a seventeen year old bouncer, who is introduced to an adult world of sex, money, and violence. The narrator recollects vivid encounters with mobsters, celebrities, and women, who all contribute to his adolescent euphoria. Everything is like a fantasy...until...it all comes crashing down! Then, his close female friend helps him mature and pick up the shattered pieces of his questionable future in a romantic twist!
About the Author
The transition from adolescence to adulthood was wild as well as educational for Eddie. From the ages of 17 to 26, he was a Bouncer. He had worked at a strip-club; he had been the personal security for famous celebrities and witnessed their weird and sometimes, inappropriate behavior off camera. At New York City hotspots like, Marquee, Cain, and Bed, Eddie earned the respect of a mature man at an early age. At least once a week, Eddie would write down these recollections as they played vividly in his mind. In addition to the publicized fights he had participated in and the high-profile celebrities he had mingled with, Eddie also jotted down details about the many women he had dealt with. After leaving this occupation, Eddie moved on to aim for his goals. Although many would disagree, he adamantly believes that being a Bouncer was a stepping-stone for success. But there is nothing like the good-old-days, when he was a kid, doing a lot of mature things.