Can Anybody Find Me?

Gavin writhed in the strobing lights. The muscles of his body gyrating in time to the music. Clutched close in front of him, the young woman ground herself against his jean clad crotch. She had her arms spread wide, reaching back slightly to try and pet what she thought were fake wings.

It was a fetish night at the Goth Club, and Gavin had his wings on display. He was a Guardian Angel, walking the earth, his wings fully visible. The wingspan necessary to obey the laws of physics gave him a massive profile, each feather was in large and glorious detail, shimmering with crystaline clarity. His hair was dyed brown with white and blue striped into a short, faux hawk. There were black tattoos around the forearm of his right hand and up the inside of his left forearm. He also had one branded into the area above his hip and a black ring pierced through his eyebrow. He had on black BDU's, tucked into skuffed and worn combat boots. But Gavin's luminous honey skin managed to blend well into the painted pale faces, his natural coloring somehow a primal note amongst their monochromatic theme.

His dance partner slithered in his grip, pressing herself up against him, placing his hands firmly on her ass. She wiggled her hips until he could feel for certain that she was only wearing that short pleather skirt. She pressed crimson red lips against his more dusky ones, sharp nailed hands dancing at the belt of his pants. Her invitation was blatant and wanted. He had a task to do tonight. A role he played.

There was a little girl near by. And tonight he would have to save her life, he was her guardian angel. But that wasn't until later, he had time to enjoy his trip here. Gavin teased his fingers up under her skirt, tickling a finger along the smooth line of her bare ass. She wover her tongue into his mouth, rubbing the peircing against his palette. He felt the bar of the railing brush against his feathers. They were on the top floor of the dance club, in hte VIP area. Only the richest and hte hottest made it up here. Gavin had been hunting for a time waster and here one pressed herself against him.

He pulled her leg up by the thigh. Her short skirt didn't even ride up, it simply was too short to hike up much. He ran fingertips against her wetness in fast, rough strokes. She gasped in surprise and delight, body eager. With impatient hands, she started pulling at his belt, undoing the front of his pants with anticipation. She pulled his eager member into her hand and hummed with delight. "So warm." she breathed into his ear, voice high and excited.

He let her guide him into her, groaning with pleasure as he sank himself into her. He would take the pleasures of corporeal flesh now, and still have time left over to rescue a little girl. Her nails scratched around his wings, a painful, arousing sensation. No one paid any attention whatsover to them as he swallowed her moans, thrusting into her there on hte dance floor. He'd moved them out of the way, this was not unheard of behaviour on this level of this dance club, and finally people didn;t notice becasue he hadn't wanted them too. His wings were revealed, but he could still 'direct' attention away from himself, when it suited him. Right now, knowing that people were getting their own rocks off watching him pound this girl into a wet mess made it even more exciting for Gavin.

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Elonore was ten years old and very excited. She had been invited to her first sleep over since moving to the new city. Her father had moved when her mom had gotten a promotion. Dad wasn't able to find work yet and worried, but mom always smiled and took care of bills. It was all a little bit beyond the musings of a ten year old mind that was far more distracted with worries about her first sleepover here.

"Lone.....Lono...loopy lone." her mother teased lovngly, drawing her daughters attention. "Hey babydoll. I know you're nervous. We've been in this city for half a year now and none of hte other girls really seemed to like you. But this is a good sign sweety, they wanted you here. They're getting to know you, and getting to like you." her mom gave her a wonderful pep talk.

Elonore was a chubby, awkward girl who hadn't started the long trek through pueberty yet. Her hair was still baby soft and mousy brown. It was long, just below her elbows and usually pulled back. When she'd left her old home town behind, she'd hoped to make friends with other kids who didn't call her fatty or names. It hadn't really happened yet though, the other girls teased her meanly and hte boys didn't want someone so annoying around them. Even if she did things to make them like her, like sharing her chocolate or helping them with classwork.

But one of the meanest girls, Jessica King, had invited her over for a sleepover. There were a bunch of other girls going too, Bliss, Elizabeth, Sarah and Lauren. It would be the biggest sleep over Elonore had ever been to and she was terrified she'd do something they wouldn't like. In privacy her mother worried too. But these were only ten year old girls, what was the worst they could do? She gave some thought to it, convinced that the innocence of a ten year old mind, and viligant parents supervising, would keep her daughter safe.

So she dropped her daughter off, happy to see her adjusting to her new life. Elonore waved goodbye and ran up the steps, too eager to see her friends to give her mom a good bye kiss. She knocked at the door and happily greeted the King parents. They waved at her mom and escorted Elonore upstairs to the party.

The other girls were already in their cute little girl pajamas. There were bowls of popcorn being parcelled out and there was a bowl of ice cream waiting for her. The other girls were excited to see her and welcomed her like she'd never been a stranger. It was a little girl's dream come true.

They watched movies that were a little too old for them, laughing at jokes they didn't understand yet and blushing at parts their innocent minds could understand. It was a regular sleep over and satisfied a very lonely part of Elonore. And like all traditions, sleep over Truth and Dare had to be brought out. The girls went around the circle, telling the boy they had a crush on, having to kiss another little girl's foot and taking a sip of beer from Jessica's older brother's stash. Jessica's parents were down in the basement, having a party of their own. Their son was in his room, keeping an ear open to watch the little girls and they were enjoying some adult time with their friends. Wine was passed around, and laughter was free and easy.

Elonore was chewing on a handful of skittles, listening to her new friends try to outdo one another with dares. They were entering the age where they wanted to start pushing boundaries and acting more mature, but were still unsure how. Jessica's brother Richard, was six years older and resented his role as babysitter.

He was stuck listening to these high pitched, giggling, idiot little girls on a friday night when he'd rather be out with his friends getting into trouble. He had his eye on one of his classmates, a cute little red head that blushed whenever he came by. He was sure she wanted him to kiss her and he was supposed to see his friends out at the burger king nearby. The girls had been pretty quiet all things considering. And he'd stuck his head in only once before, to make sure they didn't spill the beer his sister had 'stolen' for the girls to sip at. He knew he should stop them, they were too young for htat but there were five of them and one little beer wouldn't get them buzzed let alone tipsy. He rolled off the bed and and opened his door. The girls were beeing quiet. Maybe they'd fallen asleep finally. It was past midnight. His friends would still be out, his parents would be busy for another three hours, it was the perfect time. Richard opened the door to peer in and see if they were honestly asleep.

The night light was on, but the tv was off, all the little girls tucked into sleeping beds and curled around pillows. They were silent and asleep. Richard tip toed in, found the empty beer can and took it, tip toeing quietly out. A faint titter of a giggle gave away one witness. He looked down and saw little chubby Elonore looking up at him. He winked at her, and she grinned, then closed her eyes. He closed the door quietly and slipped out of the house, walking the short distance to the local burger king. His friends were all yelling out, happy to see him.

Meanwhile Jessica led Elonore and the other little girls down stairs. Jessica's parents had left the family hot tub on, incase any of  the adults wanted a dip again. But none of them had come back upstairs in an hour and the girls felt the timing was perfect. None of them were allowed in the hot tub, parents were very strict about it, no one was allowed into it until they had a driver's license. So Jessica dared Elonore to go inside it. Do what none of them were allowed. So while the other's whispered and giggled from the doorway, Elonore took off her night gown so it didn' get wet and in an embarassed hurry, nearly jumped into the hot tub naked.

She scrambled into the hot water, flinching at how painful it was to delicate skin. The dare was to go in and spend five minutes alone in it. The other girls, seeing her inside, slipped back inside to hide incase parents came out. Elonore stood in hte center of the hot tub, shoulders out of the water but hunched to hide herself. She started counting down the time untile she could go in. The difference in the water and the air had her shivering. It wasn't winter yet, but it was getting there, she shivered in the cold air, and slipped, tumbling back against the side and smaking her head against the rim. She sank under the water, momentarily dazed. Her face slid under the water, and she tried to hold her breath until the diziness passed.

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Gavin held his dance partner close while she shivered and shook, enjoying the final climax of hteir 'dance'. He grinned as she all but wilted in his arms, barely aware of where she was anymore. He grabbed a drink napkin and cleaned himself off while she started to come back to herself. She looked flushed and overwhelmed, lips pouty and parting, gasping for breath.

He grabbed his forgotten drink off of hte table and threw the rest back like it was water. The woman who's night he just made was looking through her purse, attention already focusing on something else. He went to walk past her, dutites to attend to now that he had gotten to climax. But she grabbed his attention. "Do you want to finish this off with a post sex smoke?" she asked, fingers fidgeting with a rolled joint.

He saw the smoke and smiled, figuring he had some time left. He could feel her peril approaching, but it didn't feel life threatening. Sometimes a fate like this could be avoided by a spur of hte moment change. He may not have to intervene at all. It had happened before. So until he felt a greater threat to the little girl outside of a few tears and a scrapped knee, he couldn't see why not to indulge a little more. He was close by anyways.

So he followed her slim figure outside, wondering if he could talk her into another round, body easily recharged after so long incorporeal. He was more than willing to indulge while he could. He came around the corner to see her with the joint between hr lips, already lighting it. He smiled and sauntered over, convinced he would have another go with her.

"Hey sugar. Want another taste?" she asked him, voice girlish and soft. She bekoned him closer, offering the joint out to him. "It'll cost you though." she offered in a playful voice.

"Oh yea honey." He replied, smiling because he still had no clue what her name was. "And what's it going to cost me?" he asked, taking the smoke from her.

"Everything." she replied with a cold smile and a hard pain flashed through his mind, blacking him out as someone hit him across the back of hte head. He'd felt the thin bones of his skull cave in, grateful that even his corporeal form was neigh indestructable. As long as he still had his head, he'd survive. The thought that he was gonig to be late for a little girl chased him down into unconsciousness and his last thought was of regret.

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Elonore pulled her head out of the water, coughing and retching. There was a hard lump on the back of her head where she'd smacked it, but her little fingers found no blood. She coughed the last of the water from her mouth, shaken but alright. It'd been less than a minute since she got in and nothing serious had happened yet. And she was getting out before she slipped again.

Elonore stood on the seat and braced herself against the propped up lid. THe adults had pulled it up out of the way and left it there. But Elonore didn't know that it wasn't secure. She pushed against it, ready to step up and the lid rocked. She wobbled and slipped back down. And the lid slammed shut over her.

It smacked against her face, heavy and painful. She ended up submerged again but didn't understand. She pushed her hands up, pushing her face towards the surface again. And kissed the lip a half inch from the surface. She choked and coughed, sputtering as she tried to suck in air. More water poured into her mouth and she choked, coughing, trying to breath.

And not knowing any better, she screamed for help, swallowing more water in. The parents were still down stairs, drinking and distracted. Her friends were inside, counting down, three minutes left. The brother left in charge was out with his friends. And her Guardian Angel was no where to be found.