Mojo

When little Henry Lee awoke the sun shawn in threw the window of the apartment. He looked around at all the unfinished glasses of liquor from the night before. Not wanting to face his hangover he started drinking them down. He felt good, he felt better then good he was great. Unstoppable. Today was the first day of the new year but he didn't remember that. He had no idea of time. He put on his shoes and jacket and looked out the window over the city wondering what it had to offer him. Little Hnery Lee opened the apartment door and walked on down the hallway and down the flights of stairs and out the front door. He was flying high and went to the pay phone across the street and punched in her number. She answered and told him her address. She was only a few blocks away. She was a complete mystery to little henry lee but he didn't think about it he just walked. Everything was fresh and beautiful. It was a medium sized apartment building. He punched in the number and was buzzed up, walked through the lobby and up into the 3rd floor. He knocked on the door and she opened it in a black robe barely covering herself.  She was worn, too tired to put on an act. Henry lee got straight to business turning off the easy listening sounds of streams and wind and putting on the symphony. His clothes were on the chair and he was on the bed and she was rubbing on him. Her robe was off and scars covered the gut that hung over her panties. Her tits sagged full of stories and mystery. Henry played around for a while before she told him her nipples weren't light switches then he decided to mount her. The symphony picked up and began to rise and little Henry Lee began to push and pull her big wide ass like an animal. Her asshole was like a big brown demon's eye staring back at him. She burried her head underneath the pillow as the power grew in little Henry Lee like a freight train gaining momenting with no driver aboard. He began growling like a beast and the growls turned into moans and the moans turned into screams and he drove it home and she pinched her pussy tight. "DON"T YOU"RE GONA WAKE THE NEIGHBOURS". Little henry lee was finished and rolled off. He washed up, got dressed and put his clothes on. She asked him how long it had been and he didn't answer. he asked her if she liked art and she said it was frivolous when you had to worry about paying the bills. On the way out of the lobby he noticed the prints on the wall that had gone unnoticed on the way in. They were Van Gogh's. Van Gogh's father was a dentist and so was Henry Lee's. Little Henry Lee stared at the paintings. His hand felt his hair then it felt his neck and his face before slowly moving to his ear. "Shit" he said. It was still there and now so was his mojo. "It's going to be a good year" he thought as he opened the door and walked out into the sunlight.