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Episode 6 - Our Hero Discovers Something New...
Having decided that it would be safer to be indoors in his high-as-a-kite state, our hero made his way toward his living room. The sun was almost gone and it was always at this time of the day that the little puma would show its one-eyed face. Much to his annoyance, the sliding door seemed stuck. In pure frustration for being locked out half-naked while families were busy setting the tables on their balconies for supper, he tried to shake the disobedient door free, but it wouldn´t nudge. Although he had managed to shake it open just a little bit, the gap was not large enough to squeeze through. And, even if he could squeeze himself through, the idea of having an ajar door through which the nasty little puma could sneak in at night terrified him. After about five minutes of fruitless efforts, he came up with the ingenious idea of putting some sun tan lotion on the rails to make it slide smoother. He was very pleased with himself, when he finally managed to get back in, and lock that damn sliding door for good against the kitty invasion.
He was so happy and satisfied in the safety of his home that, with the curtains still open, he switched the music on and did a bit of belly dancing. Like all high minds, his soul craved for music. While flexing his torso rhythmically and doing the mathematical sign of infinity with his oily hips, our hero heard the door bell ring. Annoyed and somewhat paranoid in his flimsy outfit, he silently tip-toed towards the eye hole to see who the unexpected guests were.
To his relief, the visitors turned out to be nobody other than Esmeralda & Aisha, two Turkish ladyboys, living in the apartment just below his. He had always kept a distance with his kinky neighbors, but that one night, when he was coming back from a club late at night, he had come across the ladyboys getting dragged around on the ground by the hair like rag dolls by a group of three Turkish guys right in front of his building. Had this been a situation of a woman getting slapped around by a guy, he would have simply walked on. But, this was different. These were confused young souls trying to discover their true sexual identities, and they didn´t deserve to be treated like that. In one swift move, he had head-butted one of the guys straight on the nose, and had elbowed the other in the neck, while the third bastard had managed to stab him in his buttocks, before all three of them had disappeared into the darkness. After that incident, the ladyboys and our hero had become close friends. From time to time, they would stop by his apartment to have a joint, and would talk about philosophical matters, such as the meaning of life & what to do with the organic cucumbers he had been cultivating on his terrace. Although such a bond was certainly unusual by Turkish macho standards, our hero felt a certain comfort in the company of these kinky boys. He appreciated their sincerity.
Like the sliding door incident earlier, he had a brief struggle with the door lock, but he managed to open it. He reasoned that it must be due to the high quality of the British Columbian bud he had been puffing all day long. The girly boys smiled at him and complimented his red g-string. While Esmeralda sank into his couch to roll a blunt, Aisha, as usual, snuck away into his kitchen. She had always been fond of ravishing his fridge, helping herself to whatever it contained. Our hero headed to his bedroom to don his silk gown, and shortly, they were chilling in the living room, smoking the blunt that Esemrelda had rolled with her manicured fingers. Having been born in Holland, Esmeralda had acquired the good habits of the Dutch. She was good at rolling exceptionally tasty blunts, and was fond of mixing a bit of tobacco with the bud to give maryjane a crispy flavor. After a few deep drags, our hero was busy cracking one Polish joke after another, causing a mass outbreak of stomach spasms in the in the living room. The girly boys were on the floor huffing and begging for a moment of pause.
Despite the sarcasm and the foggy smoke in the air, the girls were quick to notice the emotional mess our hero happened to be in. They could smell it in his aura. They asked if there was something bothering him. In reluctance, he decided that it was safe to disclose his mission to the girls, and told them in extent about the old man and the noble path he had been on in his pursuit of the DuDu-Killer. He told them about the FiFis, and how he was planning to corner the witch on that site, called TLC. To his very shock, both girls seemed rather knowledgeable about this mysterious ice witch. They also turned out to be regular members of that TLC site, too. They hadn´t only heard about the DuDu-Killer, but they had actually met her in person. Our hero was intrigued. How could these two young boys in fishnets & high-heels know so much about her, while, despite all his efforts, he had been in the dark all these months?
Esmeralda was the first one to share some of the ladyboy wisdom. While she agreed that the ice witch was a regular attendant at TLC, and that she liked to hang in the translation section, according to Esmeralda, trying to lure the witch online would be futile. Both girls had met and knew the witch from the private naughty parties that they had been attending regularly. Our hero was all ears. Apparently, the ice witch utilized the site as a hunting ground to gather DuDu specimens for her private entertainment at these parties. She would pick them in the translation section, lure them in, and exploit them at her parties, which she liked to hold in her private dungeon in Taksim. What was strange about these parties was that the ice witch wasn´t the only one involved. She had formed a close network of DuDu victims on the site, who also happened to be regular attendants of these parties.
As the plot thickened, our hero listened with a very serious expression on his face. He was slowly understanding the sort of evil he was dealing with.
To be continued...
Edited (3/16/2009) by cynicmystic
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Even if he does smoke the odd joint now and then..........
too bad he caught me video taping, I guess I made him a little embarrased that he decided to put his pj´s back on ..
