Hot damn, when was the last time popped in a DVD?
He remembered cramming on his friend’s couch in the basement with a coffee table stuffed with weed-paraphernalia and maybe the odd night they’d pop in a copy of Fight-Club or Pulp Fiction, but that was nearly ten years ago! It just seemed like such a hassle to watch a film or TV-show with a physical copy now. All those wires, finding a TV, buying it, who had time for that?
So Gene was already feeling a bit weird delivering something which basically amounted to a DVD-Player to this door, but that was hardly the spookiest thing that was going to happen today.
It started pleasant enough, a really attractive blonde greeting the door of this typical suburban that really got his attention and near broke any pretenses of professionalism. It wasn’t like this was the first time he’d ever delivered a package to anyone half-way decent-looking, but it was more about the fact that she held herself with so much confidence it was intimidating.
She answered the door in pure white, a tight t-shirt that hid no detail of her perky little tits and white short-shorts that were hiked way up her round booty cheeks. However, he was almost certain that this was less about getting attention and more him just interrupted her yoga-routine as he saw a hint of a pink mat behind her. She flicked her long blonde hair wildly free around one ear and smiled with those wonderfully plump pink lips. Unfortunately, he was still staring, so it was up to her to actually keep this delivery going. “Uh hey? Can I help you?”
”Uh yeah.” He snapped his attention back to the job at hand and gestured down to the package at hand. “I’ve got something called a ‘Realization-Player’ here for a Miss Leiber.” He was kind of hoping to keep a conversation going but she got bored quite quick.
“I don’t know what that is.” She showed off her amazing flexibility, teased probably more accurately, by lifting a heel upon the door frame well above either of their heads and stretched against it. All he could see though was that this blonde was definitely not wearing any underwear under those shorts and her pussy was trim and sweet looking. She let a grunt so damned sexual that Gene felt a sweat bead run down his temple before she let out a tsk and sigh. “Maybe my little sister knows…” She turned her head. “Alessa!”
“What is it, Cheryl?!” There was a cry back.
“Package!”
Cheryl put her leg down to the floor and continued to eye him up and down like a suspect before a much different looking sister came by.
Honestly, he didn’t see the family resemblance between these two at all, but she was also pretty attractive in the opposite direction. Short and thick, this dark-haired girl definitely liked the metal-head aesthetic with her dark short hair and the tight white with some band’s name written in blood above some tour dates, and Gene liked what he saw.
“Guten Tag.” She smirked out while pushing her sister away. “Have you got my ‘Realization-Player’!?”
”Uh yeah..” He watched in slight disappointment as this blonde Cheryl went around the corner, but he knew in the end that nothing gold can stay and he went back to business. “Just sign here.”
Her hand was shaking as she vigorously scribbled her name ‘Alessa Lieber’ upon the line and gave a little annoyed grunt. “Sorry for my sister, by the way. She’s a bit of an eccentric in thinking her body is, like, amazing or whatever and she likes to flaunt it.” She scoffed. “Pretty much the reason I won’t invite my boyfriend over, you know?”
He just gave a little nod as he handed the heavy box over to her and her darkened demeanor lightened up right away.
“Oh holy shit! I’ve been waiting for sooo long for this fucker!” Her shoulders bobbed in a little dance before pointing to it. “DVDs, Blu-Rays, streaming? All in the past with this bad boy!”
Okay, he’d bite. “What makes it so special?”
”5D.” She blurted out before going back to drooling over the cardboard packaging.
His eyebrow raised. “What?”
“I could waste my time explaining how this is going to boost my horror watching to the next level, but I won’t. Instead, I’d have to show you for you to properly make you appreciate how much of a game changer this machine is. ” She pointed behind her. “You want to experience this magic? C’mon, you haven’t lived until you’ve watched a few ‘so-bad-they’re-good’ horror flicks!”
His curiosity was burning and the idea of being in the same room as these two attractive sisters was actually super appealing despite him being pretty sure nothing would happen. Life was short and he did like watching films.
What else could he say?
“No.” He sighed and pointed back to his scooter. “I’ve got quite a few packages to still deliver today and I don’t want to be late for my girl.”
“Hey, gotta get the dough, I gets it.” She snapped and flashed him the ‘horns’. “Thanks for the package and rock on, brother.”
“Uh you too…” He awkwardly flashed her the same gesture but felt a tad awkward as he didn’t really know what metal was besides a lot of electric guitar.
The door closed, he turned around and he was feeling good after a delivery well done. He was honestly expecting a whole lot worse when he was asked to get the signatures of the clients on this route, but that turned out to be pleasant and simple. If only the rest of his deliveries turned out to be that simple.
He got his phone out to see the app on the phone on where he needed to go next, but there was only one word on the screen.
‘WAIT’
What the heck? He’d never seen that before and what did that even mean? Wait by this house? Wait for another order? Wait and smoke a blunt?
‘WAIT’
He sighed and leaned against his motorized scooter, wondering if he’d have time for cig or something when there was a cry inside the house.
“Oh my God!”
His eyebrow raised at that, imagining that the image quality must have been really good to get that metal-head shouting like that, but then the next cry made him a little more skeptical.
“Help!”
That sounded serious, but what should he-”
”ANYONE PLEASE HELP!”
“God damn it…” Gene grunted out, stomping back up the path to the door, opening that already unlocked front door and popping into the living room to see Alessa standing on her couch flinching, and it wasn’t hard to see why.
“What the fuck!?” He uttered as he saw what had her screaming.
Sun Jul 05 04:53:37 2020
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