Vol1
Rand checked his luggage again, his handbag was still damp, and he had to blow it with the hairdryer in the bathroom for a while to avoid leaving traces of his actions later.
Then he found medical latex gloves in this room, and I have to say that this themed room is very well equipped.
"You know, I don't really like doing it that much."
Rand frowned and muttered, then with an unblade scalpel (this is also a sex product, it's incredible), he stripped the wire of the shadowless lamp in the center of the room, and wrapped the copper wire around the surgical forceps. , and then put the bare wire plug of the shadowless lamp next to the socket.
"Munster, stay away from me."
Finally, he said to the little monster who involuntarily posted it, his heart beating like thunder.
He wasn't quite sure the method would work, he'd only seen it in that book—the author's childhood anecdote is printed in detail—and Rand plugged the plug directly into the wall-mounted AC in the socket.
"Bang bang bang-"
A dull sound suddenly sounded, accompanied by a pungent burnt smell.
The lights in Rand's room flashed like lightning, but went out momentarily with a slight pop. Just now, Rand's artificial current overload in the room caused damage to the light bulbs in the room. Of course, it was not only the lights that were damaged.
The central air-conditioning port above the room made a dry noise, as if it had been shut down.
In fact, the entire brothel building was plunged into darkness because of the trip. Annoyed cursing from guests has been heard in the hallway...
"We have thirty seconds, if all goes well. Let's go, Munster."
Rand blinked, the dark environment to others was as clear as day to him now. In fact, this old-fashioned short-circuit method can only cut off the circuit inside the building in a very short period of time. The staff on the night shift only needs to yawn and push the switch up, and the circuit will be been reconnected. But for Rand, it was enough, because all he really wanted to do was avoid the CCTV in the hallway.
He's out of disguise now, and he has to steal a wheelchair from a themed guest room...
Yes, it's really a little immoral, but what can be done.
In the dozen or so seconds that he pushed the wheelchair and rushed into the emergency exit, Rand had been trying to convince himself.
He felt like he had a fever all over... It's an immoral thing after all, and I just hope the hundred dollars he left on the table can make up for it. he thinks.
…
He and Munster lingered in the parking lot for a short while after getting into the reassuring Dodge. Sure enough, it didn't take long for a few people to walk into the elevator with dissatisfaction.
A night in a brothel with a water cut and power outage was enough of a disappointment that Rand was sure someone would leave the place early because of it. He smiled when he heard the sound of cars starting one after another, then slowly followed a few cars out of the parking lot. However, unlike other vehicles that drove into other brothels again, the grey Dodge was on the road leading to the freeway.
It's leaving here.
Vol2
The Kansas night once again hung over Lander and Munster.
Rand opened the window and let the night wind blow into the car. The top rhythms of the top charts floated on the radio, and the stars shone as ever above their heads.
The road leads straight ahead, and it seems that everything is going so smoothly, yes, but when Rand drives the car on the highway in the dark, watching the "swoosh" from the side. When passing the vehicle, a strong sense of trance infiltrated him again.
He was so skillful and calm in the previous chain of actions... so similar to that person.
A cold feeling slowly crept up Rand's back.
He frowned tightly, trying to ignore those memories, but he couldn't avoid it... He remembered, in that memory that he had forgotten before, that woman... "Lilith", always brought They fled so easily.
The only difference is that after "Lilith" leaves, the place she once stayed will be completely turned into a hell on earth...
"Rand?! You don't look good."
A low voice suddenly came from Rand's ear.
Rand shuddered, and suddenly recovered from his trance.
"Sorry, Munster." He glanced at Munster quickly, and under the moonlight, the other party's superhuman, elf-like face became even more impressive. Its bright red eyes reflected beast-like fluorescence in the shadows, but Rand could still feel the other's concern for him.
He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, raised one hand from the steering wheel, and patted Munster's head habitually.
"I just remembered something bad..."
He said, keeping his eyes on the road in front of the car.
But it was precisely because of this that he didn't notice for the first time that the fingers he fell on Munster's hair lightly scratched its cheek.
A muffled grunt almost uncontrollably rolled down Munster's throat.
Rand's fingers...
Omg, his fingers...
The intense lusciousness and joy exploded in Munster's soul like a bomb, and its body began to heat and moisten involuntarily, and a certain naked scale began to stand up voluntarily, revealing an organ underneath.
Rand was absent-minded, and he didn't even notice how strong the feeling his fingers brought to Munster in this short moment.
However, in some ways, this may also be taken for granted.
No normal human would understand what Munster is feeling right now, its nascent skin so densely packed with nerves that even the slightest touch (especially considering that the toucher is still Rand, whom it identifies and loves) partner) can also cause its stress response... You know, its current level of skin sensitivity is no weaker than its genitals can feel.
If after a short period of time, a day, or two, as a siren, Munster will automatically adjust the distribution of nerves.
But this is, after all, the first day it evolved a face with a human aesthetic. It was unprepared to usher in Rand's rubbing.
Under that strong impact, its tail began to slap the ground of the passenger seat uncontrollably, and it wanted to moan, but an indescribable shyness caused it to bite its lip.
Rand turned his head and glanced at it again.
His monster's watery eyes and biting lip gesture now made it look exactly like the aggrieved girl.
"Munster, everything is alright."
Rand subconsciously comforted him. He followed the previous posture and scratched lightly on its temples.
The ball of his finger ran across Munster's ear...
The latter's body trembled uncontrollably, its body tensed, and its gaze rested on Rand's fingers as if burning.
When Rand was about to withdraw his hand, Munster suddenly let out a low growl like a beast.
It turned its head sharply, and caught Rand's fingers with the tips of its teeth.
"Damn—"
The sudden impact made Rand jump in shock, his steering wheel almost slipped, and the vehicle slammed toward the side of the road on the road.
The drivers behind honked screechingly, and Rand slammed on the brakes hard—the tires screeching against the ground.
Fortunately, the vehicle eventually came to a stop in the emergency lane on the side of the road.
Rand turned his head sharply and roared at Rand.
"what are you doing?!"
Until now, his heart was still beating wildly, as if it wanted to break through his sternum and jump out of it.
And Munster still held his hand in his posture and looked at him dumbly.
In fact, it was also freaked out.
It just doesn't know what's wrong with it...
But the desire to hold each other's fingers and to pounce on him was so strong that at that moment, Munster's mind was completely occupied by that terrible thought.
Even now, it couldn't concentrate, it could hear Rand's voices, but couldn't really understand them.
The joyous feeling that terrified and excited Munster at the same time rippled from Rand's fingertips and lingered in his body. Some kind of longing is whipping it, driving it away...
"Munster? What's wrong with you, Munster?"
After calming down from his anger, Rand suddenly realized that something was wrong with Munster at this time. The other party's eyes were so hot that he felt a little scared... The feeling of weakness came again.
Rand didn't know that a rose-like red appeared in his mutated eyes. And the air that surrounds him and Munster is sweet and sticky...
"Rand..."
Munster said hoarsely, its face gradually approached Rand, and then one of its hands stuck on his shoulder who wanted to retreat.
"Please... touch me again..."
it murmured.
Rand simply didn't know what was going on in his madness, but when he reacted, his hand had touched Munster's face under the bewitchment of the voice.
He felt the delicate and cold skin of the other party under his palm, his heart was beating wildly, and his internal organs were shrunk as if being squeezed by something.
His breathing is getting faster and faster...
"Bang bang bang-"
Someone rudely tapped Lander's window.
That rosy dream shattered in an instant.
Rand shuddered, realizing what he was doing now.
If it weren't for the seat belt, his body would have been completely attached to Munster's body as if it had no bones...
"Bang bang bang-"
The tapping sound became louder.
Rand calmed down, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and then pressed the window.
A police officer stood beside the car with a frown. He bent down and looked inside the car.
"Sir, is there anything wrong with your car?"
he asked.
"Uh... no... actually..."
"Sorry sir, the emergency lane is not a good place to make out with your boyfriend, your driver's license..."
The officer's words made Rand's face instantly flush red.
"No, it was a misunderstanding, I, I just..."
Rand was incoherent, but the officer seemed a little absent-minded.
His eyes stayed on Munster's face.
"Hey, You… "
he murmured.
Rand swallowed, his body tightening.
"I know you, 'Beast' right?"
A bright smile suddenly appeared on the face of the police officer, he pointed to Munster and said.
Munster nodded dazedly.
Neither it nor Rand thought that in the next second, the officer's attitude became kinder. He even took back the ticket he had already taken out, and instead took out a notepad and a pen and handed it to Munster.
"I know it's a bit presumptuous, but oh man... I like you so much, I've bought all your straps. Can you leave your contact details if you don't mind? If possible, we might be able to... Let’s chat…”
The officer's smile became sticky and ambiguous.
He didn't take Rand in his eyes at all. For him, Rand was so pale and terrified, obviously not focusing on fitness, and exuding a hormonal scent, he was more attractive.