The world moved in a somnolent fashion as I lean on Gunner with my legs thrown over Jackie's own. I twirl a strand of my red curls letting the ringlet spiral on my finger before releasing it. Surveying the bar I see various other gangs staring at me. Well, not me, but my body. My dress was pushed higher than what should be acceptable. It revealed my cream colored garters and bare thigh. The other boys devoured my exposed skin with greedy and envious eyes. Q comes holding our drinks out to us. He lifts a brow at my current position as he sat down the glasses.

"Scoot." He nudges my side with his knee. I gaze up at him with an innocent smirk challenging him. He rolls his eyes nudging me again. Gunner taps my shoulder with his own shoulder. I sigh swinging my legs down relinquishing my spot. Q hands me my glass and smirks as I take the cherry from the rim and pop it into my mouth. The other gang members watch in both horrible and delight as I tug on the stem letting my tongue roll over the fruit's smooth flesh. I send a sultry look to one of them seeing him unravel under my gaze. This I find is rather amusing.

Jackie realizes what I was doing whispering

"Careful now Red. Wouldn't want the boys to all ruin their pant so early in the evening."

Q chuckles and Gunner's lip twitches in amusement. I shrug sucking hard on the cherry sensing arousal in the room as I noticing almost every guy was watching me. Almost everyone.

Aside from my own boys the leader in white was the only one not transfixed on my actions. I bite my fruit chewing gradually as I gaze at him. The fruit was tasteless. I had never enjoyed the flavor, but did enjoy causing others distress as I ate them. Though it seems I could be slurping back an oyster and these fellows would find the action sensual.

Gunner wrapped his arm around my waist sending a shiver through me. He sips his drink with no interest. In the end, we all did. None of us were ones for drugs. Call us purist, but it had never been all that appealing.

Gunner glances at me tucking my curls behind my ears before kissing me hard pulling me into his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck letting my boots rest beside Q's thigh. My mouth latches on to Gunner's feeling his hands travel up my back holding me close. His lips travel to my neck as my fingers run through his hair. Q and Jackie laugh quietly at the gangs who stare in disappointment realizing I was spoken for. Gunner comes close to my ear

"Do you want to really work these pricks up?" He winks motioning to Q. I smile moving from him to Q who picks up where Gunner left off planting soft kisses on my lips and Jackie's hand travels up my leg as I straddle Q.

Our actions have captured everyone's attention. I understand they probably view me as a whore, but we have found it is much safer if they don't know who exactly I belong to. Not to mention there are rules. They each know their boundaries.

I slip off Q smoothing my dress. The leader in white studies me with interest. I wink acknowledging him. He tips his glass causing Gunner's hand to tighten on my wrist. I tap his shoulder with my own and we all stand. Gunner and Jackie escort me out while Q follows behind. As we walked I could feel the white clothed leader's eyes on me. We exit the building walking down the dark street ready for a real horrorshow evening.

HI…..

So, I've decided to actually start an ACO story. I am ready for the challenge (I think...). Mind you, I work and such so updates maybe kind of random until I get a feel for time management.