The Real World
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
Recent college grad has a dangerous neighbor

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Dan was just about finished moving his belongings into his new apartment. The
22 year old had just graduated college 2 days ago and now it was time to start
his new life. During the entire 2 hours that he had been moving his things in,
his next door neighbor, whoever it was, was playing classic rock extremely
loud. He didn't mind it when he was moving, and actually kind of enjoyed
having something to listen to while he worked but now that he was almost
finished and wanting to relax he hoped that the person would lower the music
or turn it off. The Steppenwolf that was currently playing was beginning to
give him a headache but he hadn't even met this neighbor yet and didn't want
to set the first impression of a complainer.

As Dan wondered how he was going to deal with this music for even a second
longer, the front door to the neighboring apartment opened up. The classic
rock made Dan think that an older man, perhaps in his 40's, was going to pop
out of the apartment but instead it was a very dark haired girl who stood at
about 5'3. She walked towards Dan. "Hi, I'm Sherry" she said in a confident
voice "you must be my new next door neighbor." Dan surveyed the girl. She
stood at 5'3 with black hair and had a tattoo on her inner forearm as well as
her elbow. Although the tattoos gave her a badass look, Dan realized that this
girl had one of the cutest little faces he had ever seen in his life. Her eyes
and the rest of her face had the perfect blend of sweetness and innocence
combined with confidence and friendliness. Dan wasn't sure but guessed her to
be 26, maybe 27 years old. The cute girl wore nothing but a white bikini. Dan
wondered why she was walking around her apartment in a swimsuit but then
remembered that it was May and that she had probably been out tanning earlier.

Dan introduced himself to Sherry and told her how he was a recent college
graduate and that now he was looking to start a career. He didn't have a job
lined up but had many interviews lined up for the upcoming week. He learned
from Sherry that his guess was right and that she was, in fact, 26, years old.
She was also an aerobics instructor.

"Well" Sherry said to him as the conversation concluded "let me know if you
need anything."

Dan was happy she said that. "Actually" he said feeling comfortable "if you
could do me one favor and turn that music way down or off I would appreciate
that. I've been moving all day and wouldn't mind some peace and quiet."

Although Sherry had told Dan to let her know if he needed anything she seemed
unpleasantly surprised at this request. When he asked for her to lower the
music she gave him somewhat of a snotty look and began to walk away. "Umm,
sure, OK" she said and walked back to her apartment. Dan was somewhat
frustrated by her reaction. She had asked if he needed anything. Why give him
a look? Oh well, it wasn't a big deal. As long as she did it. However, when he
went into his apartment and after 5 minutes the music was still blaring he
became more irritated. Dan jumped in the shower. It wasn't a big deal.

An hour passed. It was about time for Dan to eat dinner. The music was still
blaring. He would leave the apartment and find a place to get some food to
bring back and by the time he got back the music would be off. There would be
no way even Sherry would be able to tolerate the noise for that long.

Dan returned to the building with a club sandwich from a nearby restaurant.
The music was still playing. Now it was Led Zeppelin. He wanted to eat in
peace. He knocked on Sherry's door. She answered. Her beautiful eyes made
contact with him right away. There was no way he was going to be able to get
stern with such a cute little girl. "Hey Sherry sorry to bother you" he said
kindly "but could you PLEASE turn the music off. I just got some dinner and
would like to eat in peace."

Sherry's pretty face responded with an annoyed look again. "Um, sure" she said
and then cracked half of a smile. At first Dan thought that she was going to
blow him off again but the sweet smile convinced him. "Thanks, Sherry!" he
said happily and she shut the door.

Dan sat down at this kitchen table and began to eat his sandwich. 5 minutes
later the music had not been turned down at all. He was getting pretty
irritated. He looked at the time - it was only 6 p.m. The music bothered him a
great deal but he would have to get over it. After all he was the new guy in
the building. Dan ate his dinner.

Time passed. Now it was 11 p.m. Lynyrd Skynyrd was loudly and clearly coming
from Sherry's apartment. This was now unacceptable. Dan had a job interview at
8:30 the following morning and really needed his sleep. He wasn't even going
to bother asking Sherry to turn the music down because he knew it wouldn't do
any good. He called his landlord. Without the phone even ringing the call went
directly to voicemail. " ... our hours are Monday through Friday 8 a.m. to 5
p.m. If this is urgent please call 911 ... " Dan wasn't going to call 911
knowing that in a big city like the one they lived in it would take hours for
them to respond to a call like this. He was going to have to deal with Sherry
himself.

Dan walked over to Sherry's apartment. Since he had been getting ready for bed
he wore nothing but a wife beater and black wind pants. Dan stood at 6'2 and
the wife beater showed off his skinny and puny upper body. The wind pants hid
his even skinnier and punier legs. Dan knocked at Sherry's door. No answer.
Either she was ignoring him or couldn't hear him over the music. Dan closed
his fist and pounded at her door. Still no answer. The music continued to
blare. Dan didn't have time to dick around. He let himself in Sherry's
apartment. The door was unlocked. He walked in and shut the front door behind
him. Sherry was sitting Indian style on her living room carpet still wearing
the white bikini. Her gorgeous eyes made contact with his. Dan took a closer
look at her physique. Although she was 5'3 she was not as small as he
originally thought. Her short body was quite built. She wasn't fat, not at
all. She wasn't muscular to the point where it looked masculine but she was
definitely built, very built. She also had great boobs, very big, and very
firm looking. Dan guessed that the "small" girl probably weighed close to 140
lbs. which wasn't small for someone who only stood at 5'3. Dan thought about
his own gangly physique. He outweighed her by 20 pounds but was also a foot
taller than her. If for some reason these 2 ended up in a fight would he be
able to take her? He had serious doubts. Looking at the two right now she
looked much bigger. Dan quickly stopped thinking those crazy thoughts. Who
cares if she was bigger, she was a girl. He could take her. He knew they
weren't going to end up physically fighting over this anyway but he at least
wanted to affirm to himself that he was the strong male and she was the weak
girl.

"Wow" Sherry said calmly and she lowered her stereo most of the way where you
could still hear it but faintly. "You just walk right in without being
invited. We're not in a college dorm anymore, pretty-boy, it's not polite to
do that."

"Look" he said unsuccessfully trying to sound calm. "I have a job interview
tomorrow morning. I've asked you twice to turn the music down and you haven't.
If you don't turn it down, I will report you to the landlord."

Sherry laughed. "The landlord is done for the day" she smiled. "I've lived
here much longer than you and if I want to play my music I'll play it. No
preppy ass college boy is going to come here and start dictating to me how I
am going to spend my night."

Dan was beyond the point of being reasonable. "If you don't turn that down
I'll make you turn it down!" he yelled, surprised that he had just threatened
a girl but not caring at the same time.

Dan expected Sherry to respond to his threat by saying she was going to call
the police or a boyfriend. Instead she smiled. "You're going to make me?" she
laughed. "I would LOVE to see that. Come make me!" Sherry's confidence made
Dan somewhat nervous especially because of her size but his anger at this
point outweighed his fear and he accepted her challenge. Dan walked towards
Sherry ready to scrap. He got closer to her. Boy she did look strong. As he
got closer to his opponent he also realized how cute her feet were but he soon
forgot about that when the two suddenly had each other by the neck. They
stayed even for about 30 seconds but Dan was quickly able to overpower Sherry
and bring her to the ground on her back. This satisfied Dan a great deal and
it eased the worry he had that she may be able to beat him up. She was a small
girl. Of course she couldn't take him. Dan felt relieved that he was going to
be able to teach this bitch a lesson.

Dan held Sherry pinned down on the floor for a good 5 minutes. As time passed
he realized that although he was on top of her, he didn't have as much of an
advantage as he thought. He had her arms pinned down but all that seemed to be
doing was tiring him out while it wasn't really bothering her. She was using
her strong legs to prevent the rest of his body from getting anywhere near
hers. Although Dan was on top he was beginning to realize that Sherry was
extremely strong and became worried that if she was able to gain control he
would be in big trouble. About a minute later Dan's fear became a reality.
Sherry wrapped her extremely strong legs around his torso and easily brought
him to the ground. Dan struggled a great deal but realized from the tight grip
that he wasn't going anywhere if she didn't want him to. Sherry now pinned Dan
down on his back pinning his arms down with hers and straddling his upper body
with her strong, tree- trunk, legs. For Dan, holding Sherry down was a
struggle but she was having no problem holding him down. She developed a
large, evil, smile on her pretty face. Instead of just holding Dan down,
Sherry began giving him hard blows to the rib cage with her knee. She giggled
as she did this. Dan thought they had an unspoken rule that there would be no
striking but apparently he was wrong. The knee blows hurt real badly and he
began to whimper a bit as she struck him.

Although Dan's slender build put him at a disadvantage strength wise against
Sherry, it eventually helped him out because after enduing about 10 extremely
painful blows to the ribs he was able to wriggle free and get himself to a
neutral position. He was really getting worn down but Sherry seemed as if she
was just getting warmed up. She quickly wrapped her strong legs around his
throat. Dan tried with all his might to pry himself free but his long skinny
arms didn't stand a chance against her strong legs. He quickly felt himself
losing air, his Adam's apple began moving in ways that it wasn't supposed to,
and he found himself unable to swallow. A feeling of absolute fear suddenly
hit Dan - he felt like he was going to die. He began smacking the ground
signaling that he wanted to give up and he gave Sherry a look of mercy
indicating that he couldn't take this anymore. Sherry cooperated and let him
go. Although Dan was free from the scissors he still couldn't swallow, he
still couldn't catch his own breath, and he still felt like he was going to
die. He stood on his knees gasping for breath like a dying animal. Sherry
looked at Dan and a look of extreme worry hit her face.

"Oh my God, are you OK?" she asked and she put her soft hands on his
shoulders. Dan worked on catching his breath.

"I can't take this anymore, I quit" he gasped. The thought of surrendering to
a girl wasn't crossing his mind right now all he could think about was getting
himself back together.

"Here let me get you a glass of water" Sherry said sympathetically and she
walked into her kitchen. As Sherry poured Dan his water he caught his breath
and began to get his senses back. What had he just done? He felt like the
biggest pussy in the world. He had just given in to a small little girl! If he
left this apartment without rectifying the situation he would regret it for
the rest of his life. Sherry came back in the room and handed Dan a glass of
water. "Here you go" she said kindly. "I hope this taught you a lesson." That
statement was the final straw. Dan took a big gulp of the water. He had
regained most of his breath and composure by this point.

"Taught me a lesson?!" he stated angrily. "Your wrestling shit doesn't prove
anything. Bring punching into the equation and I'll shut you up real quick you
little bitch." Dan thought that statement would shut Sherry up but she just
gave him a look that was more confident than ever.

"You want punching, I can do punching" she said excitedly. "Put down your
water, let's step it up a notch." Sherry's poise instilled more fear into Dan
but he knew if he backed down the damage to his pride would be more painful
then any kind of physical pain she could cause him. He raised his fists and so
did she. Dan took a swing at the much shorter girl and he missed. After the
miss, Sherry grabbed Dan's arm, twisted it behind his back and brought him to
the ground on his stomach. She continued to twist Dan's arm behind his back
causing him to scream in pain. She followed that up with a few hard punches to
the ribs. Dan had to do everything in his power to refrain from screaming.

Sherry flipped Dan on to his back. He was doing everything in his power to
fend off her attack but she was considerably stronger than him. As she
straddled him with her strong legs and pinned him down on the ground she began
squeezing his nipples as hard as she could with her strong fingers. The pain
was unbearable and Dan couldn't help but scream out loud like a bitch. He
tried to pull her hands off of his nipples but all that did was cause her to
pull harder and it caused him to scream louder. "Ha ha ha ha" Sherry laughed
out with a laugh that was a combination of a cute little girl laugh but an
extremely evil laugh as well. This experience was getting scarier and more
disturbing by the second.

Finally Sherry let go of his nipples. He tried as hard as he could to push the
girl off of him but she was much stronger than him and it did no good. She
gave him 3 more hard punches to the ribs and then kicked him there 4 times,
twice with her cute feet and twice with her knees. Dan screamed louder with
every blow. Sherry continued her evil laugh.

Sherry hopped herself up from the straddling position and then stretched her
sexy body out on top of his. She put her big, firm boob in his face. "Uh oh"
he whined sounding extremely afraid.

"What's the matter?" she laughed. "Don't you want my boob in your face?"
Sherry sealed Dan's mouth with her nice breast and although that may seem like
a good thing it made him unable to breathe and it scared the shit out of him
instead of giving him pleasure. After a few seconds Sherry allowed Dan to
breathe again. She sat herself upright and sat on his face for a little bit
cutting off his air again and adding to his humiliation. She quickly gave up
on the face sit and got off of him altogether. She used one arm to put him in
a headlock then used her other arm to grab his scrawny legs and she tried to
put him in a cradle. "I want to put you in a cradle so badly" she laughed. Dan
tried as hard as he could to use his legs to stop this from happening but
Sherry's one arm was winning. It was beyond frustrating and beyond humiliating
that he could not overpower her one arm with both of his legs. Sherry squeezed
him more tightly and then locked her hands completing the cradle. Dan couldn't
do anything but wince and gasp.

Once again his squirminess came in handy and Dan was able to wriggle free of
the cradle. The two wrestled around on the floor. Dan pathetically tried to
wrap his legs around Sherry and put her in scissors but she easily slapped his
legs away with her hands. "Get those puny legs away from me" she laughed. The
two struggled a bit more for advantage but Sherry was stronger and Dan was
running extremely low on stamina and Sherry was able to gain the advantage
once again. She wrapped her strong legs around his neck and sat up on her butt
behind Dan and she brought him on to his back again with her legs.

"Uh oh" he whimpered remembering what happened the last time she got her legs
around his neck. Sherry let Dan out of the choke hold then laid her legs over
Dan's shoulders from behind pinning them down. She took her fist and gently
placed it right on top of his nose. Dan looked above and was scared to death
realizing that Sherry was about to break his nose. She brought her fist up and
although Dan wanted to try and stop her there was nothing he could do because
his arms were being held tightly on the ground and his legs were to far away
from the action to do anything. Dan looked up at her strong fist in the air,
scared to death.

"I can't do it" Sherry said and she brought her hand back down to her side.
"Your face is too cute I can't punch you in the face." Dan was extremely
relieved. His attractive face had helped him in many different ways over his
lifespan and it had just come through again, helping him out more than it ever
had. Dan's relief was short lived, however. "Just because I can't punch you
doesn't mean I can't smack you" Sherry laughed. Sherry brought her open hand
down on his face hard. WHACK! The smack hit his forehead, eye, side of his
nose, and cheek, all in one hit. Dan saw stars. That was hardly the end of it.
Sherry followed that up with 5 more smacks to Dan's face. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK,
WHACK, WHACK!!! Dan was just getting a good old fashioned beat down now and he
couldn't do a thing to stop it because she still had his arms pinned down with
her legs. Every hit hurt more than the previous and he saw starts after every
hit. Every time she hit him he screamed like the little bitch that he was.

Although Dan's shoulders were pinned down he was eventually able to get his
arms up a bit and protect his face from the blows. He wasn't in any position
to fight back but at least he could use his hands to block the slaps. That
didn't stop Sherry however. When he had his hands up by his face she would
counter by punching and kicking him in the ribs. When he used his hands to try
and block his ribs Sherry would smack him in the face some more. The next
twenty minutes consisted of Sherry beating the shit out of Dan. Over that time
span she probably kicked and punched him 20 times in the ribs and she probably
hit him in the face at least 30 times. The more she hit him the more she would
laugh with her evil/little-girl laugh. Dan screamed like a bitch the entire
time. This beat down was nothing like he had ever experienced and was
something that most preppy rich boys like him would never experience in their
life. Dan screamed and screamed just wanting this to end but she was so much
tougher than him that any struggle was useless. All he could do was scream
like a bitch and take it. Although he continued to scream he did not cry at
all. Crying was something Dan did when he was sad, like when his grandfather
died or when he lost his high school sweetheart whom he had dated for 4 years.
Dan did not cry because he was not sad, he was just hurt, and extremely
scared. The beat down continued and he continued to scream.

"Please stop!" he whined. "Please, please stop! I'll do anything!" He screamed
again. To his surprise Sherry stopped the beating. Dan didn't get up. Sherry
didn't get up either but she bent her knees. Dan lied there grabbing her
strong thighs and his head rested innocently between her legs. The two lied in
that romantic position like they were a couple. Shockingly, Sherry did not
make Dan move his head, she just allowed him to rest between her sexy legs.
Dan looked at the clock. 12:15 a.m. They had been fighting for over an hour.
As painful, as upsetting, and as horrible as the experience was, Dan had to
admit that resting his head between her legs was such a nice feeling. Sherry
was an extremely attractive girl and this was just the affection he needed
after such a horrific experience.

"Alright get up bitch" Sherry ordered and she lightly smacked him in the back
of the head. The warm experience was short lived. Dan obeyed Sherry. "Now do
you know who's in charge here?" Sherry asked. Dan nodded. "Good" she said and
smiled with an evil smile. "Because from now on you are my bitch. You will do
what I say when I say so. If you don't you will suffer similar consequences.
DO NOT call the police or tell anyone because they will not believe you and
even if they do I'll get to you way before you can prove anything. And if I do
here about you going to the police you'll be in a fucking coma before you have
a chance to plead your case. Be here at 3 p.m. tomorrow to clean my apartment.
I'll have a long list of chores for you to do for the rest of the week as
well. Now get out of here, bitch." Dan nodded in agreement and got to his
feet. He heard Rush playing from Sherry's stereo. After all this, the radio
was still playing. He quickly left the apartment.

Dan walked down the hall to his apartment but had a tough time keeping his
balance. Sherry had REALLY beaten the shit out of him. Never in his sheltered
life had spoiled little Dan experienced anything so horrendous. He walked into
his apartment and fearfully looked in the mirror. He had a black eye, bruises
up his temple, and bruises all over his cheeks. His face was beat red. He was
glad Sherry couldn't see him now because his face wasn't so cute anymore and
she might be able to punch him there now. He lifted up his undershirt and saw
that he had two large bruises, one above each nipple. Dan sat down in a chair
and just breathed. Obviously the job interview was not happening tomorrow.
After about 10 minutes Dan started having severe pains in his chest. He tried
to ignore them at first thinking they would go away but they just became
worse. He needed to go to the hospital. He didn't want to call an ambulance
because he was afraid of what Sherry might do so instead he drove himself to
the hospital.

The drive there was difficult as Dan's chest pains worsened throughout the
drive. When he finally got there he could barely park his car so he had to
leave it in the emergency section. The nurses laid him in a bed in the E/R.
The doctors listened to his heart and breathing and both sounded fine. They
were about to blow it off as just a chest cramp until they took an x-ray of
Dan's chest.

"You have a collapsed lung" the doctor told Dan.

The term "collapsed lung" didn't sound promising. "Am I going to die?" Dan
asked.

"Nah" the doctor replied not sounding worried. "It will take a week or so but
we can fix it. What could have caused it, I see your face is bruised up, were
you in a fight?"

Dan could not admit to this. He was thinking of anything else he could tell
them. He thought about his lifestyle and a much better answer came to mind. "I
like to smoke pot" Dan replied "do you think that did it?" After the words
came out of his mouth Dan regretted saying them. He didn't want to have to
give up marijuana if he didn't have to. This also made him remember that he
had a half-ounce of weed in his car which was parked in a tow away zone. He
hoped that if his car got towed that it would not get searched as well. The
doctor asked him how often he smoked and Dan replied that it was just a
weekend thing.

"No way that could have done this" the doctor replied. "You sure you didn't
get in a fight tonight?" Dan knew that lying to doctors was dumb. He told the
truth. The doctor nodded. "Don't worry" he told Dan "we'll get this fixed."

The hospital staff cut Dan open and stuck two tubes into his lungs and
although they had given an extreme amount of morphine the procedure still hurt
like hell and Dan was screaming like a bitch again. After the procedure they
brought Dan to a room in the hospital and he felt like a machine since he had
two tubes coming out of his lungs. He lay in his bed screaming not so much
from the pain but more from the feeling that he was a robot living off of a
machine. The nurses had to flush his blood with vicodin and perkiset to keep
him quiet. Finally, due to no other reason than having too many drugs in his
body, Dan fell asleep.

Whack, whack, whack, whack! Sherry kept hitting him. There was nothing Dan
could do. He was so helpless. She was beating the shit out of him! There was
nothing he could do to stop her. Whack, whack, kick, kick! Dan woke up in his
hospital bed panting in a deep sweat. He was having a nightmare about the beat
down. This was the very beginning of what would ultimately be some serious
psychological damage that Sherry had done to Dan. There would be many nights
of nightmares and interrupted sleep to come.

Dan looked at the clock. 6:30 a.m. Now that the drugs had worn off, Dan
realized his situation. He was scared to death and rightfully so. First of
all, Sherry had ordered that Dan come do her chores tomorrow but he would
still be in the hospital and would not be able to be there. He wished he knew
her phone number so he could call and explain. When he finally went home he
was going to have to explain to her what happened before she beat the shit out
of him again. Even if Sherry let this slide Dan was still in major trouble. He
was ordered to be her bitch and even if he obeyed her every word he was sure
there were going to be many beat downs to come. And it was very possible that
the future beat downs would be a lot worse than this. What could Dan do about
it? Nothing. He didn't care anymore about the embarrassment but he had no
doubt that if he tried getting himself protection that Sherry would make sure
to it that Dan was in a coma before anyone could come to his rescue. There was
nothing he could do. He was Sherry's bitch and he was going to have to deal
with all of the fear and danger that went along with that. People always told
Dan that once he left college and entered the real world that things would be
different and a lot more difficult. Dan believed them at the time but didn't
expect things to be this extreme. He was all done with college, living in the
real world now, and things would never be the same.