Salina scanned the bar looking for a guy that looked decent enough to hook up with. She wasn't finding anybody though. That was the problem with redneck bars. The guys there usually had very questionable looks and hygiene. She downed the rest of her beer. "I want to go somewhere else," she complained. "This place sucks."
Emily glared at her. "The only place you need to be going is back to the hotel. You're drunk."
"Am not." That was a complete and total lie. Salina had been sneaking drinks since about four in the afternoon. She always had to sneak some because Emily, Natalya and Shawn liked to control how much alcohol she consumed. She had problems stopping once she started, just like her father. It was about midnight now and she was hammered.
"You are too. You've been staggering around this place for the past hour. I don't even know how you convinced me to let you come here."
Salina rolled her eyes. "You're no fun." She grabbed Natalya's eye. "Come on. Let's leave the sour puss here and go have some fun."
Natalya shook her head. "No, come on Salina. You need to go back to the hotel and sleep this off."
"Ugh! I'm not a baby! Quit treating me like one!" Salina stormed off, nearly plowing someone over and then falling down herself. Okay, maybe they were right. Maybe she shouldn't have gotten drunk. But damn it, she wanted to have a little fun. Things were always more fun when she was drunk.
"Shit!" she cursed as she ran into somebody else. "Can't you people watch where you're going?"
Randy looked down at her and smirked. "You're the one running into them Sally. It's not their fault."
Salina glared at him. "Don't you ever call me that again."
He grinned cheekily at her. "Sally."
She growled and kicked him in the shins. "Jackass. I'm going to punch you in the face."
"I'm not going to let that happen."
Just to be defiant, she tried to prove him wrong on that. But he caught her wrist in mid-swing and the next thing she knew, she was being dragged outside the bar and into a dark alley. "What the hell are you doing?" she asked.
He shoved her up against the wall of the bar. He had a dark look in his eyes. "I'm really sick and tired of you, you know that?"
Salina glared at him. "So what? Do you think I care what you think?" She stomped on his foot. He let out a yelp of pain and she began beating him with her fists. "You started this whole thing you know. You just had to prove you were hot shit and start messing with me. This is all your fault!"
"This is my fault?" Randy said in disbelief. He grabbed her wrists so she couldn't hit him anymore. "It's not my fault you're a crazy bitch."
She squeaked in indignation. "Bastard! I'm not a crazy bitch! Now let go of me!"
"No."
"Let go of me or I'll scream rape."
He smirked at her. "The only thing you're going to be screaming is my name."
Before Salina had any idea what he was doing, Randy pinned her back up against the wall and crashed his lips against hers. She didn't try to fight him though. In fact, she kissed him back just as brutally as he kissed her. If this was the level he wanted to take it to, that was just fine with her. She was still going to win this little game of theirs one way or another.
"Ready to scream yet?" Randy asked. He bit at her neck, obviously not caring that everyone was going to see the marks.
"You'll be the one who's screaming," Salina informed him. She gave his crotch a good squeeze making him groan. That made her grin. "I'm a much better ride than you are."
"We'll see about that." He dragged her out of the alley and got her into his car. "I'm the best you're ever going to get."
"Yeah right," she said as she rolled her eyes. "Keep dreaming Orton. If I wasn't so drunk right now I wouldn't be touching you with a ten foot pole."
He smirked as he yanked down her pants. "Oh yeah? I somehow doubt that."
She hated that smug look on his face. She shoved him down to the car floor and got on top of him. "Go fuck yourself Orton."
"I could do that, but I'd rather fuck you."
"Why?"
"I like challenges. I like taming the fiery ones."
She smacked him on the chest. "I'll never be tamed. In fact, I'll be the one doing the taming. She started undoing his pants. "You really are one dumb bas--"
She didn't get to finish that sentence. In their haste, the car door hadn't been locked to ensure their privacy. Now it was being opened and four very horrified people got an eyeful.
"Salina!" Natalya yelled.
"Oh my God!" Ted exclaimed.
"I'm blind!" Cody whined.
Emily just sighed. "Jesus Christ Salina. What is it with you and the guys you can't stand? Is fighting with them and then fucking them an aphrodisiac for you?" She pulled Salina off of Randy and sat the fiery Latina down on the seat.
"What the hell are you doing?" Salina asked as Emily pulled Randy's pants down for him. "I didn't say you could join!"
"Hold on a second Salina," Randy said hastily. "Let's not rule her out yet."
Emily smacked him and glared at Salina. "I'm just going to do what you're too stupid to do." She pulled a condom out of her pocket and put it on Randy's dick. "Make it fast. Shawn wants us back at the hotel by one."
Randy raised his eyebrows as Emily shut the door and dragged the others away. "She didn't feel awkward by that at all?"
"She's Big Momma Cool," Salina said with a shrug. "Nothing I do really fazes her." She went back to straddling Randy's lap. "Now where were we?"
