THERE'S NOTHING BEYOND THIS POINT

He walked the streets late at night. If this did not set him apart, perhaps

it was his plastic face. Yes, he had a plastic face. It looked very real

because skillful Israeli surgeons had made it for him. His real face was

lost in war, although they may not be true...maybe it is the only face he ever

had...who can say.

He was always watching people, especially women. He liked the way they dressed

and twisted their bottoms. He had a thing for sexy women's bottoms. A plastic

face doesn't mean plastic balls if you know what I mean?

He watched this lovely woman walk home from work about eleven thirty PM. It was

very dark and he hid in the shadows. They were not alone, a figure suddenly

lunged at the woman and grabbed her.  She screamed and an angry voiced warned her

to shut up or be killed. He started half dragging her to a parked van. He opened

the back and started to shove her in.  Then an iron grip seized his wrist. "Leave

her alone." The man with the plastic face said. (from now on we will call him

plaz for short cause typing the longer name is a pain)

"Who the fuck are you, get the hell out of here!" The assailant of the woman

shoved the woman in the van and pulled a knife, a long and wicked looking knife

Plaz lashed out with his fist and bones crunched. Then he kicked the asshole

in the nuts really hard. The thug collapsed and started crying. Then Plaz took

the knife and punctured all the man's tires, and shorted out the asshole's

expensive CD/DVD combo player. Then he took a piss one the prostrate thug who

cried for mercy. The young woman was busy fluffing her hair and she was a bit

shocked, but not to shocked to notice the size of Plaz's reproductive apparatus.

It was quite above average.

"Thank you Sir, I was sure he was going to rape me!"

"Probably so but his nuts are ground into sawdust now."

Plaz offered to walk the woman home and she accepted. He set the Van on fire and

they left...the light was brilliant. The woman was wowed by how handsome Plaz

was. She had only been rescued once before, by a fat bald man with bad breath.

This was different. When they reached her place she invited him in but he

declined. "You really should get some rest, maybe have a nice drink to calm

your nerves and watch some tv...I will be getting along now."

Plaz left, he was afraid she would try to kiss him and discover he had a plastic

face. Life was a bitch. He decided to go to a little dive and have a drink

himself...or maybe ten. An hour later he was pretty tight and staggered out

into the street, it was chilly and he buttoned up his jacket. He sat at a

bus stop and shared a joint with a homeless man. For no reason at all he got

on the bus when it stopped. He rode it for two hours. Finally he got off

but not before going into the tiny bathroom and jacking off.

Plaz walked around aimlessly, he didn't work. Secretly he wrote romance novels

and had plenty of money. He had just finished his last one and had decided

to take a break for a few weeks. He found a hungry kitten and put it in

his pocket. He went home, not because he wanted to but he had to feed the

cat. He gave the cat some warm milk and a vienna sausage. The cat ate and

climbed into his lap. He petted the soft kitten and thought about the woman.

It would have been great to have had sex with her but would she have

noticed his plastic face...who knows, she might have had medical training

or something.

Plaz napped for a few hours and fed the cat again. Then he went out to the

park.  He smoked a cigarette and watched as the snow began. It was weird

because it didn't seem all that cold to Plaz. A young lady walking her dog

stopped and said hello. "Can I borrow a cigarette?" She asked. "I went out

and forgot mine and now I'm about to die."

Plaz gave her a smoke and lit it for her. "Nice day, huh?"

"Oh yes, the snow is so lovely, my name is Gail by the way."

"I'm Plaz," said Plaz and they shook hands.  Her hand was very soft. Plaz

was reluctant to let it go.

"I've seen you here before, you always look so sad and lonely," said Gail.

"That's weird, usually only hookers notice me."

Gail laughed, "I am a hooker you dummy!"  

"Oh, are you looking for a job?"

"Are you looking for a blowjob Plaz?"

"From you or the dog?"

Gail laughed, she took him by the hand and they went behind some brush.

She gave him a great blow job and he gave her twenty five bucks. It was

a fair trade. They smoked again and made with small talk.

"I really needed that," Plaz said.

"Anytime, hey, you wanna come over to my place and hang out for awhile?"

"I guess so."

They walked together to her apartment which was only a few minutes from

the park. He settled down on her couch and she fetched him a beer.

Brutus the dog lay down near the gas heater and took a nap.  "That's

a really nice dog you have there," said Plaz.

"Oh yes, all my Johns say that. There is something about you I like Plaz.

I might have given you a free blow job. I've had my eye on you. You seem

so cool and together and all that."

"Oh, Im a mess, guess I fooled you...can I tell you a secret?"

"Sure."

"I have a plastic face."

"No shit?"

"Totally plastic, even my teeth."

"No way!"

"Its totally true."

"It looks so real, can I touch it?"

"Sure but  I have very limited feeling in it."

She stroked his face and her breathing became labored..."I think I'm getting

hot" she gasped.

Plaz was very surprised but he was quick to take advantage. He fondled her

large boobs and unzipped his pants. "How much?" he gasped. "Only twenty five

more..." she replied while ripping off her clothes.

They fucked and had just finished when there was a crashing sound...two cops

rushed in with a detective in street clothes. "Oh shit, is a raid..." screamed

the hooker. Plaz, never one to face adversity, took a swan dive through the bed

room window. Then he ran back to his place totally naked. Luckily he had his

wallet cause he had been in the process of giving Gail her pay. An old woman

shouted at him to put some clothes on and he shot her a birdie. "Damned old

bitch," he spat.

Plaz got back to his place, found his hidden key and went inside shaking from

the cold and the excitement and the sex. He downed a huge gulp of gin and got

dressed again. The he went out walking as usual.

He decided to go back to the park which was now covered with snow. He hoped he

wouldn't run into any more hookers cause they were costing him some money for

real. He was trying to save for a car. He had a bicycle but the tires were flat.

And the seat hurt his ass besides.

He sat there and watched the snow fall. It was very relaxing and he felt warm

despite leaving his best jacket at Gail's place. Plaz decided to walk to Goodwill

and maybe buy a new one. The Goodwill was not very busy. He found a new used

jacket and a couple of books. He went to pay but then he saw this really cute

young girl with her baby. She had dropped some CDs and was having trouble

picking them up with a baby girl in her arms. "Let me help you Miss."

He assisted her and she gave him a huge smile. "Thank you so much, its a lot

of bother being a single Mom...her Dad ran off with a whore. It's tough not

having a man around. Plaz nodded, the girl was really cute. "If you would

like to talk about it, I'll buy you lunch...my name is Plaz by the way."

The girl smiled at the offer, she looked skinny and hungry...probably spending

most of her money on formula for her baby that looked to be about six months old.

She did have a car though, and drove them to McDonalds where they ate a fine

meal and had a nice chit chat.

The couple warmed to each other, Plaz felt like she didn't notice his plastic

face...it probably helped that the girl wore pretty thick glasses. "She put

her hand on his and said, "Thanks so much, its been ages since I've had the

chance to eat out in a nice restaurant."

"Its nothing, my pleasure...most nice girls don't even notice me...unless they're

...oh nevermind."

Penny, that was her name, laughed at him.  "You are so strange, but so cute

and funny."

Plaz shrugged, he couldn't believe a nice girl seemed to like him. "Wanna get

high?" he asked.

"Definitely!" Penny gushed. They got in her car and smoked a fattie. Penny put

her hand on Plaz's thigh. "Gosh, this stuff makes me hot...I'm sorry but its

been awhile."

They kissed, her tongue and lips tasted like Big Mac but Plaz got a huge

boner. She massaged it through his pants while he groaned.

Suddenly their thrill ended when shots rang out. Several gang members had

picked that particular time and place to shoot it out and settle old scores.

A bullet struck Penny's dash and made her yelp in horror. "Quick, do you have

a gun?" Plaz asked. Penny grabbed her purse and yanked out a tiny .32 calibre

revolver. "It only has five shots Plaz," she yelled as he threw himself out

of the car with the weapon at the ready. Plaz didn't really want to get

violent but another shot hit Penny's car. A fat thug with a nine millimeter

was blasting away at anyone and anything. Plaz pulled the trigger and nailed

him right between the eyes. Another gang member snapped off a shot at Plaz

and the if he had only known that Plaz had one super powered artificial eye

that made him a dead shot...

Plaz shot the second thug and suddenly the gunfire stopped due to police

sirens. He got back in the car and suggested they get the hell our of there.

"Fuck Plaz, you are a really good shot!" Penny said as she hit the gas

and off they sped. "Where are we going?"

"Do you have a place?"

"No, I live with my Granny, its a real bitch."

"Ok, lets go to my place," Plaz said. "Sure hope the cops didn't get your

tag number."

"Oh don't worry, my brother stole these tags off a car at Hooter's for me."

Plaz nodded and gave her directions back to  his place. Later they were naked

and lying on the couch. The baby had gone to sleep and Plaz had put the cat

out to do whatever cats do. Plaz took a big drink of Gin and kissed Penny

on her titty. "Man, what an exciting day, you have a nice penis Plaz." She

declared.

Plaz continued to kiss the titty. He was a little ashamed that he hadn't

told her about his plastic face. He felt even more guilty since she

hadn't charged  him for the pussy. How lucky could a guy get?  Plaz had

plenty to think about as  his hand slid back down to Pennys' personal space.


 


The Man With the Plastic Face is Watchingby meanus