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The desert…
The changing sky overhead stretches as far as the eye can see – oranges, purples, & reds. The sun is nearly down over the horizon, as a howling wind kicks up sand…
Off the road – some distance away is a picture of steel destruction… The culmination of a high speed chase… Gone are the reasoning only moments prior, left only is one man’s life, one man’s mission, and one woman’s heart…
Near the wreckage of what looked to be some sort of Chevy truck is a 1969 Mach 1 Mustang… Sitting in the passenger seat, breathing heavy, is Ariana… A mere foot away stands Maddox looking down at a man on his knees… The man is bloodied and bruised, staring in horror at the 12 Gauge shotgun in Maddox’s hand, hanging down at his side…
“You shouldn’t have ran… You should have accepted it.” Maddox mutters.
Maddox pulls the shotgun up, resting the pump grip in his other hand… With a “shink – shink” and a pop – the gun cocks, as a red spent shell flips out of the gun sailing through the air…
“Please don’t…” The man whimpers… “I have money, I’ll double what they’re paying you…”
“Your pleads do you no good…” Maddox sighs… “Take this like a man.”
The man leans forward, grabbing Maddox’s shirt, pleading – now crying…
Maddox shakes his head… “Sad…”
The man emits a sad throaty cough as Maddox kicks him hard back to the ground…
“Andolini sends his regards…” Maddox mutters as he steps forward, aiming down at the man…
Ariana’s eyes widen as the man covers his face out of instinct… A reverberating boom is heard as the shotgun releases it’s double 0 buck load into the man’s chest… Maddox tosses the shotgun on the ground as he pulls his chrome .45, ending the man with a round in the forehead… Maddox puts his gun away as he sighs, looking up at the sky overhead…
“I’m sorry…” He whispers.
Ariana covers her mouth as she sees the man hit the ground hard. She stares in shock for a few minutes and then up at Maddox, who is now walking back to the car.
He stops at the driver’s door, gazing all around a moment before hopping in… He pulls out the .45 and tosses it in the back seat… He turns his attention to Ariana, doing his best to make his face straight – free of any signs of guilt…
The Stang roars to life… A guttural thumping under the hood… Maddox, still staring at Ariana – can’t take the silence anymore.
“You watched, didn’t you?” He asks.
"He had a family Maddox." she says, staring out the window at the man, with a torn look on her face. "Two sons, a 5 year old and a 17 year old going to college this spring." Ariana says, throwing a folder of the man's information on Maddox's lap.
Maddox pulls the folder up, tossing it out the window… “I read it.” He mutters…
The Stang kicks up dust as it roars, spinning a circle, heading back towards the lone highway cutting the landscape in two…
“He was also a rapist, a murderer, and the leader of one of the largest drug running operations on the west coast.” Maddox utters coldly…
Ariana sighs.
"Well unlike you, I try to look at the positive things of sides." she snaps back, laying her head back on the seat."Why do you kill anyway? Isn't a good beating enough?" she asks, staring at him.
Maddox glares at her.
“It’s what I do for a living.” He mutters… “That man was horrible.”
Maddox closes his eyes long enough to see visions of his sister being raped by the same man now laying dead in the distance behind him… He forces his eyes open – glaring at the road ahead…
“This one was personal too… In a way…” He mutters.
"Well that man was horrible, but you're no different." she says, obviously upset at him.
“You’re right.” He mutters…
He turns sad eyes to Ariana… Wishing he could reach out to her… He sighs heavy, turning his sights back to the road…
“I have one more job to do tonight.” He mutters…
She looks at him sadly and crosses her arms.
"Well I don't wanna see anyone else get hurt tonight, so drop me off right here and come pick me up after." she says, laying a hand on his arm. "Can't it wait?"
He turns to her, “I need your help though.”
She gazes at him.
"If it involves killing someone, then no." she says, taking her hand off of him and looking ahead.
“I had a sister once…” He mumbles… “She’s buried not far from here…”
She forces a smile and grabs his hand, holding it tight.
"Okay, I'll go with you." she says sweetly. "And I know I'm bi-polar, but I'm sorry for just a few minutes ago."
“The other assailant lives closer…” Maddox says coldly.
She looks at him confused.
"What do you mean?" she asks, letting go of his hand.
“Vito back there died because he didn’t know when to stop…” He growls… “This other one… He finished her off… Her last moments were spent being violated in ways I don’t even want to talk about…” Maddox locks his jaw as he breathes deeply… “She was thirteen years old.”
Ariana gazes at him and rubs his shoulder.
"Hey... it's gonna be okay. I'm sure your sister is somewhere better.. away from this hell anyway." Ariana says, leaning her head on his arm.
“Will you help me take care of this last one?” He asks…
She thinks on it a moment and looks at him.
"What do you want me to do?" she asks, gazing up at him.
“I want you to help me catch him off guard…” he says, “Play like your car is broken down… Play cutesie cutesie… I want him to think he has a chance at another woman… Then I’m going to take care of him, you’ll never be in danger.”
"Are you sure about this?" she asks, a little worried. "I mean... I don't know, what if he does do something to me?" she asks, looking out the window.
“He won’t.” he says… “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
"Okay, I'll do it. But what exactly do you want me to do?" she asks, still worried.
“Act like you like him… He won’t hurt you…” he says… “He’ll just try to drug you – just don’t drink anything he offers you.”
"Okay. Where's he at?" she asks, ready to do it. "If we don't do this now, I might chicken out." she says, nervous-excited.
“His place is only a few more miles down the road…” he says… “Open the glove box…” He says…
Ariana opens the glove box to see a small pistol and a wire for listening purposes.
She stares at the wire and pistol blankly.
"What am I supposed to do with these?" she asks, still staring at them.
“Stick the gun in your boot, and tape the wire to your stomach…” he says “This way I can listen in – if things get out of hands, I want you to take him…” he says tapping her chest twice and her head once softly with her fingers… “Remember the double tap, then the finish that I taught you.”
She stares at him, a little nervous now.
"No I don't." she giggles. "I forget fast, sorry." she says, looking at him.. giving him a look as if she wants him to tell her again.
“Remember to breath… Aim at center mass, squeeze the trigger – don’t pull it… The closer the better – with your aim… Twice in the chest, then press the barrel of the gun against his forehead and squeeze the trigger… Whatever you do, don’t close your eyes… That’s a .38 special – 8 shots – it won’t kick much…”
Ariana starts to breathe a little heavy.
"I don't know if I can do this Maddox. I mean.. I.. I feel a little scared. How bad is this guy anyway?" she asks, strapping the wire to her stomach.
Visions of the hillbilly fucking, killing, and snorting his way through the desert fill Maddox’s mind a moment…
“They call him Hillbilly… He’s nasty as they come… He has weird issues with women… He raped his own mother repeatedly until the night…”
Maddox closes his eyes… “You’re gonna die bitch!” echoes through his head…
“He killed her.” Maddox whispers…
By this time Ariana is almost shaking.
"I don't know.. I don't know if I can do this." she says, shivering. "What if I screw up? What if he hurts me?" she asks, a little hysterical.
“He won’t.” he replies… “I just want his last moment to know that he himself was victimized.” He shakes his head… “Listen, you don’t have to – I’ll just kick down his door and brain him.”
"No.. I'll do it. You asked me to." she says, hiding the pistol in her boot.
He takes her hand in his… “You’re going to do just fine… Look at this as your first… Job…”
She smiles and makes sure the wire is secure, speaking in it to see if he can hear her right.
“Check.” He says… He turns to her, gazing into her eyes, then letting his eyes trail down to her exposed tummy… His eyes move back to hers… “Your tummy is…” He turns his attention to the road… “Nevermind…” He forces a chuckle.
"Is what?" she asks seductively, pulling her shirt down. "I think your tummy is great too." she says, giggling.
“Cute…” He chuckles…
The momentary pause in the drama has allowed some emotional slack… The Stang slows down, pulling onto the side of the road… Maddox turns to her, leaning forward, as his lips nearly come in contact with hers… He gazes into her eyes…
“For a bit of… Good luck…” He whispers.
She closes her eyes as their lips meet and rests her hands on his cheeks.
"Thank you." she says, pulling her lips away.
Suddenly, he leans forward, planting a truly remarkable kiss on her… Her body wilts as he cocks his head to the side, kissing away… He pulls away slowly, holding her bottom lip with his lips – letting it go as he licks his own lips…
“You’re welcome.” He whispers.
Ariana smiles with stars in her eyes as he pulls away.
"Can we do this now?" she asks, checking the wire again.
“The trailer is down that path…” he says, pointing at the path nearly off the road… “I’m gonna sneak up from the other direction… Just remember – if you get in trouble, the magic word is… Wait… You should pick the magic word.”
"How about.. hot?" she says, opening the car door. "What am I supposed to say when he answers the door?" she asks, getting out.
“Say your car broke down.” He says… “Good luck…”
Ariana walks to the door, looking back to see Maddox has disappeared. She shakes herself off a little bit before knocking on the door.
"Please don't mess this up Ariana." she says to herself, taking a deep breath as the door opens.
She’s blinded nearly by a bright light – nearly in shadow is a large fat beast of a man, in over alls and combat boots… His chest looks like that of a bear – covered in hair – traveling up his sweaty shoulders and down his arms… He has a long beard, long hair, and small beady eyes with large bushy eyebrows hanging over them… His mouth parts to show an brown toothed smile…
“Looky what we have here…” he says, belching… “What’s a purdy girl like you doin’ round these parts?”
"Well um.. you see.. my car broke down on the road, and I was wondering if you had a phone I could use." she says, looking up at him and trying to hide that shes frightened.
Hillbilly looks over her, undressing her with his eyes… “Come on in.”
He turns to reveal the inside of the trailor is a disgusting mess of garbage and wasted food…
“Phone’s by the deer over there.” He says…
Ariana turns to see a deer that’s been gutted – flies surrounding it… In the pool of blood around it, sits the phone…
She looks in disgust at the trailer, stepping over dead racoons and rabbits.
"I don't know if this is healthy to touch." she says, eyeing the phone.
Meanwhile, Hillbilly is rubbing his crotch, his mouth agape – staring at her… “I like yer fanny.” He says hungrily… “And it’s safe, just a little blood… You’re a woman… What’s a little blood?” He laughs hard, not realizing he’s the only one who thinks he’s funny.
She looks at him and crosses her arms.
"Excuse me?" she asks, lifting a brow.
He slams the door behind him… “I said – take yer clothes off.”
Ariana stares at him and rolls her eyes.
"Back off, I just need a tow truck to pick me and my car up." she says, backing away.
“I’s just yankin’ yer chain….” He chuckles – trying to play it cool… “How bout I get ye some’n to wet yer whistle.”
She stares at him as if he's insane and looks at the phone, closing her eyes and picking the phone up. She puts it up to her ear and hears no dial tone, then looks at the hick.
"Um.. do you have.. a working phone?" she asks nervously. "I mean, unless you want me to stay the night." she says, standing seductively.
"Oh gawd, I can't believe I'm doing this." she thinks, as she looks at the ugly fat hillbilly.
“I’ll be damned.” He says, slapping his leg… “Ya really wanna stay the night with me?” He asks, smiling – showing off his shit brown teeth…
She takes a step forward and stares at him.
"Oh so you don't want me to? Okay." she says, walking toward the door.
He steps in front of the door… “Sorry, ain’t no leavin’ fer you.” He growls… His eyes are suddenly dark and sinister… “Now how ‘bout that drink.”
"What drink?" Ariana asks, reaching around him for the door knob. "Let me out or else."
“Or else what?” He grins sinisterly “You won’t swallow?” He surprises her with a slap to the face, sending her across the trailer – slamming up against the wall hard…
She sits on the ground for a few seconds, trying to shake it off. She opens her eyes seeing the hick reaching a hand toward her and lifting her up by her hair.
"Ow.. let go you greasy schmuck." she says, trying to get her hair out of his grasp.
“I call this… Fore – play…” He laughs, breathing nasty smelling breath on her face… He begins to pull her by her hair down a hallway, heading towards his bedroom… The whole way, she fights – kicking and trying to get loose.
“Yer gonna like this…” He chuckles… “Yer about to become my wifey.”
She kicks her feet as the man drags her across the floor.
"Let go of me you jerk ass." she says, as he pulls her into a bedroom. "Hot.. hot."
Meanwhile…
Maddox looks up from the trunk of the Mustang as he hears “Hot.. hot.”… He shakes his head a moment as he goes back to his decision in progress…
“Para or 12 Gauge?” Maddox voices…
Looking up at the trailor only feet away, he feels his pulse begin to race – not knowing what’s going on inside…
“Fuck the shotgun, what if he uses her as a…”
Suddenly from out of no where, Maddox is clubbed over the back of the head… He falls face first into the trunk, as the assailant laughs…
“I knew you’d be back…” The assailant says in a low southern accent…
Meanwhile…
Ariana is being thrown on a wet smelly bed by the monster of a man.. she kicks and slaps as she calls out the word "hot".
"Damnit!" she screams as the man holds her down.
Meanwhile…
Maddox plays coy, as the hillbilly starts tugging at his jeans…
“I’mma make ye muh bitch.” The hillbilly utters.
Suddenly, like something out of a cracker jack box, Maddox surprises the hillbilly with a knife to the stomach… The hillbilly lets out a gasp…
“I make bitches.” Maddox grumbles as he turns the knife in the Hillbilly’s stomach…
As the Hillbilly falls, Maddox draws the FN Minimi Para Heavy Machine gun from the trunk… He throws the strap over his shoulder, slapping in a fifty round drum and cocking it…
“I’m coming Ariana…” He whispers as he rushes the trailer…
Meanwhile…
The hillbilly holds Ariana and pulls one strap of his overalls down, letting her go to get the other one off. She gets free and runs to a corner, pulling out the pistol from her boot and slipping on some blood as she turns. She pulls the pistol up and as she lands on her butt on the hardwood floor of the messy trailer, her finger pulls the trigger, hitting the hillbilly in the leg. He growls and looks up at her, walking bear-like toward her as she points the pistol up to his head, pulling the trigger again
The bullet flies barely knicking the hillbilly's ear.
"Shit!" Ariana says as she pulls the trigger again, but its jammed.
The hillbilly grabs the gun from her hand…
“Wuz a mistake missy.” He growls
Suddenly the hillbilly turns as he hears the front door kicked down…
“Mason!” A voice roars…
“Maddox? Cain’t be.” The hillbilly growls…
The hillbilly stalks to the door, opening it slightly and peering out… He closes it quickly, as his breathing pattern changes to that of a condemned man… He turns to Ariana, looking scared for a moment…
“Ariana! Get close to the floor!” Maddox hollers.
Ariana rolls over, laying close to the floor as machine gun fire opens up… The deafening thunder is matched only by the sounds of breaking glass, tearing metal, wood splintering and the screams of the hillbilly as the trail of fire finds him… His arm is hit, the flesh is torn, as it gives way, from the forearm down – hitting the ground… The door is kicked open as the hillbilly holds the stump of what’s left of his arm. He looks up to see Maddox standing before him…
“Remember me?” Maddox asks.
Before the hillbilly can answer, Maddox puts a boot in his chest, sending the hillbilly falling back onto the bed behind him.
“Remember who you raped on this bed!?” Maddox roars, turning his attention to Ariana… “Are you ok?”
Ariana looks up at the hillbilly who is pointing the pistol to Maddox.
"Maddox, watch out.. the gun has something jammed in it, but you never know." she says as she gets up pulling a small dagger out of her other boot.
"Good thing I always keep this handy." she tells herself as she lunges at the hillbilly, stabbing the knife into his back.
With a grown he turns around and hits her with his free arm, sending her flying to the wall. She hits the wall with a thud and is instantly knocked out.
The hillbilly rises to his feet, grabbing Maddox by the throat, lifting him clear off the ground… Maddox grabs his head, diving his thumbs into the Hillbilly’s eye sockets… He screams as he drops Maddox to the ground… Maddox clutches his own throat a moment before working the hillbilly hard to the ribs with lefts and rights, backing up the hillbilly… He then jumps on the hillbilly spinning around, putting him in a headlock… The hillbilly stumbles back, slamming Maddox into a window – shattering it… Maddox holds on, as finally the hillbilly stumbles forward, hitting the ground on one knee…
“Die.” Maddox whispers…
He pulls hard on the hold, as the hillbilly gurgles – Maddox groans as he shifts his weight, breaking the hillbilly’s neck… Together, they fall forward… Maddox slowly pulls himself back to his feet, going right to Ariana’s aid… He clears some hair from her face…
“Are you ok?” He asks…
She slowly opens her eyes, seeing Maddox's face. She looks around for a minute and back up to Maddox.
"Who are you? What are you doing? Get off of me." she says, pushing away from him and looking around. "Where the.."
Maddox pulls his hands away, holding them up as he steps back…
“It’s ok… You hit your head pretty hard…” Maddox whispers… “Ariana?”
She looks at him as if he's crazy.
"Who?" she asks, holding her head and squinting.
She looks down at the dead hillbilly and back up at Maddox.
"You killed someone?" she asks, her eyes widened with fear.
“He was trying to rape you… You hit your head… We need to take you to a hospital.” Maddox whispers…
He kneels before her, looking into her eyes… “Can you move your legs?”
"Yeah.. my back kind of hurts though." Ariana says, still holding her head. "Who are you again?"
Maddox looks a touch embarrassed… “No Name Maddox…” he whispers.
He offers her his hand, to help her up…
She stares at him a moment and holds her hand out.
"No Name?" she asks, concerned. "What kind of name is No Name?" she giggles, looking at him. "You're kind of cute, although I have no idea who you are."
He helps her to her feed, noticing she’s a little wobbly… He hoists her up into his arms…
“My mom wrote it on my birth certificate… I suppose you could say that my name is No Name, and it’s not that I don’t have a name… But Maddox works…” He whispers… “You’re kind of cute too…” He forces a smirk…
"Well thank you. You're one of the hottest people I've seen, although I don't remember anyone I've seen besides you." she says, holding her back.
“It’ll all come back to you… Just give it time…”
With Ariana in his arms, Maddox walks out the front door of the Trailer… They head to the Mustang… Maddox sets her in the passenger seat and walks around to the other side – hopping in… He turns to Ariana…
“We should take you to a hospital.”
"No I'm fine Red." she says, crossing her arms. "So are we like boyfriend and girlfriends or husband and wife?" she says, staring at him.
“Well… I don’t really know…” He glances at her thinking she’ll probably not remember any of this… “I am in love with you though.” He whispers as he starts the car.
She turns to him and smiles.
"So what's my name? Where am I from? How did we get here." she asks him, smiling.
“Ariana Starshine… You’re from Nevada… We’ve been traveling together… We’ve been… A couple…” Maddox replies…
The Stang kicks up dust as it roars away from the trailer… Heading towards some sort of clarity, something more sane then they’ve seen in the past few days… Some kind of comfort…
"So we... do it?" she asks, smiling. "Wow.. I can't believe I get to do something as hot as you are." she says, staring at him and remembering him walking out of a building with her waiting in the car.
She squints her eyes and little and tries to remember it again, but can't.
Maddox chuckles… “We’ve kissed, and I’ve…” He stops a moment and gazes at her… “I’ve gone down…” His face turns bright red as he turns his attention back to the road… “Ummm… So… Are you remembering anything?”
Suddenly everything comes back to her and she turns to him.
"You.... uh! hahaha.. you are such a.. " she giggles and stares at him. "You are.. oh my gawd.." she says blushing big time.
“Ariana?” He asks, turning to her… “Are you ummmmmm… Back?”
She laughs hysterically and holds her head.
"Yes.. Red.. I'm back. That was so weird, what happened? How are we in the car already?" she asks, rubbing her head.
“He threw you against a wall – hard – knocked you for a loop…” Suddenly Maddox is struck with some worry… “What do you remember of our conversation?” He asks…
"Just that I called you Red and something about going down on something." she says blushing. "You are such a perv." she says, chuckling.
“What… Did you not like what I did… That night…” He whispers…
The Stang hits the road with a thunk, then screeches tires as it roars down the road…
She smiles and turns an even brighter red.
"Of course I did, I loved it. Did you like it?" she asks shyly.
“I loved it…” He replies turning redder himself… “Who’d a thought, the things I do… And a woman… Her taste… Could… Get me so…” He trails off, as his hand falls on her leg, rubbing it slowly…
She lifts a brow and grins, placing her hand on his.
"So we're a couple?" she asks, laughing a bit.
“I’d like that.” He whispers… He grabs her leg, squeezing it lightly… “Where do you want to go?” He asks.
"Anywhere." she replies, giggling to herself as she remembers he told her he was in love with her.
"Anywhere quiet, my head kind of hurts." she says, holding onto his hand.
“One of my safe houses is down the road… Not much – though, there’s a bed, clean sheets, and a hot shower… That’s what I’m looking for…” He whispers, as his fingers intertwine with hers…
"Yeah.. that'd be good." she says, laying her head on his arm. "My head hurts really bad and I'm tired." she says, slowly closing her eyes.
“Don’t go to sleep… You’ve had a concussion… You’ve got to try to stay aware for me, ok?” He asks… “Once we get to the safe house, I can look you over…”
She sits up in her seat.
"Okay, talk to me, keep me awake." she says putting her seat belt on.
“Ummmm…” Maddox thinks outloud…
A gate ahead opens as the Stang pulls through… The gate closes as it clears it… It heads down a dirt road until finally stopping at what looks like a mine shaft in the side of a mountain… The gates open as the Stang drives in… The shaft opens up to show that it’s not a shaft at all, merely a large hanger with a building in the middle… The Stang pulls up to the building and stops…
Ariana and Maddox get out… Ariana looks all around at the surroundings…
“Use to be a lab… US Government… I bought it… Thanks to my… Connections…” Maddox says.
Ariana looks around.
"So... will anyone find us here?" she asks wrapping her arms around him.
“If anyone does - they’ll have to deal with these…” Maddox says, pulling a remote from his pocket and pressing a button…
As soon as this is done, two gatling guns appear at either enterance… They rotate a moment before trip lasers appear all over the place…
“Just don’t step out of the safe zone…” Maddox whispers, pointing out all the trip lasers at the perimeter of the of the building…
She holds onto him and looks around.
"I think I'll stay with you." she says giggling a little and kissing his cheek. "My head is killing me."
The door to the building opens like that of a huge vault… Paranoiah or something like it has driven Maddox to the need for such security… They walk inside, as the door closes and locks behind them… Through the door they go to find a large room inside that has all the holdings of an upscale living room… Maddox leads her to the kitchen, stopping at a large counter of medications… He looks for a moment before producing some pills…
“This will help your head… Might even get you a little… High… But it’ll solve the pain…” He says, handing them to her… He runs some water, producing a cup from a cabnet, filling it and giving it to her…
She pops the pills into her mouth and chugs down the water.
"I hope it helps... I'm tired." she says, holding onto his hand. "Keep me awake."
“What you just took is gonna keep you up too… Might though… Make you giggly or something like stoned…” He whispers… “You should get out of those bloody clothes…”
"Yeah I think I should go take a shower, I'm starting to stink." she says, taking his hand again. "Where is it?"
“I’ll show you…” He whispers…
He leads her down the hallway as he pops a couple of the same pills in his mouth, chewing them before he swallows…
“Think you’d be up for pulling some glass out of my back?” He asks as they head down the hall…
She turns to him and stops.
"You have glass in your back? I hope none got into your blood stream." she says concerned.
“Nah, I’m sure I’m ok… I just feel some in there… And I think I broke a rib, or two…” He mumbles as he opens the door to the bathroom…
The bathroom is large and white… There’s a huge bath tub to one side, and a large shower stall to the other…
“We’d best shower together, so we can check each other’s bodies… I’m not being perverted either… And also, I don’t want you to pass out, so I’d best be with you to… help… you…” He murmurs…
"Hmmmm.. turn around and come over here." she says pulling him to the sink.
She opens the cabinet and pulls out some tweezers. She looks at his bloodied shirt and feels around gently, causing him to groan at the pain. She plucks out the pieces of glass that she can and then slowly lifts his shirt up and over his head, eyeing his messy back. She quickly plugs out the bigger pieces of glass as Maddox clings to the sink.
"I'm sorry, but I have to get these out." she says grabbing some cotton balls and a bottle of alcohol. She pours alcohol on a cotton ball and closes her eyes as she dabs his cuts with it.
“I’m fine…” He says, pulling off his shirt… He gazes at her in the mirror a moment before his voice sparks to life… “Thank you…”
She smiles and throws the cotton balls away, gazing back at him in the mirror.
"You want me to get the shower ready?" she asks sweetly, stripping to her underwear and walking to the shower door.
He turns; kicking off his boots, undoing his belt buckle, and letting his bloody jeans fall to the floor… His boxers hit the ground as well, as he walks up behind her… She turns the water on, as she feels his hands caress her rear end…
“Do you like a hot shower?” He whispers in her ear…
She starts giggling and looks at him with one eye wider than the other.
"Hot shower. hahahaha" she laughs, walking into the shower door. "Oh! I thought the door was open." she laughs, rubbing her foot.
He opens the door to the shower, turning to her… “Your panties…” He kneels down, grabbing her panties at either side, pulling them down slowly… Marveling at her body as they slide down her hips… He blinks a few times as things get blurry… He looks up at her with glazed eyes as he smirks wearily…
“I’m thinking the drug’s taken effect…” He nearly slurs…
To be continued…
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