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Finally arriving at the driver’s side door of the dirty vehicle, I’m both stunned and not surprised in the same grunt.
Of course, it would be daddy’s little princess.
The thought of it being the second coming of Mother Fucking Teressa never crossed my mind.
However, I can admit that I’m a little taken back by her looks.
Most of the females I cross paths with between here and Crystal Waters – the next city over where even a hunk of people who work in Death Canyon live – are carbon copies made from the same photoshop social media filtered program.
Too shiny.
Too phony.
Too squeaky clean.
At least from first glance this one appears to be made of actual flesh and blood versus injections and bottled water.
Watching her through the window, I prop the boards up and naturally wait for her to speak.
Tell me the obvious fucking problem.
Ask – or beg – for help.
Toss me a little schoolgirl pout accompanied by the typical defenseless damsel bounce that’ll make her boobs jiggle.
Instead?
She just glares.
Taps the pen gently against her full lips in a two rasps pattern.
Stares challengingly into my dark eyes while I stare back curiously into hers.
Okay.
That’s new.
And so is my cock beginning to swell over the idea of swapping places with that writing tool.
“You uh…” my gruff voice does its best to remain unstrained despite stealing a glance of her beautiful brown tits that are pouring out of her wrong season black tank top, “need help or what?”
She opts not to answer the question but to ask her own. “You here to murder me?”
I grunt again this time amused and impressed alike. “No.”
“Rob me?”
“No.”
“Rape me?”
“Fuck no.”
She purses her lips and taps the pen to them again. “What’s with the weapons?”
“They’re wood planks.” Adjusting them is followed by a thoughtless shrug. “I use ‘em for quick mud fixes.”
Her dark eyebrows shift up in question.
