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"Hey you guys get up," a deep voice said.
"Go away," Krysta mumbled sleepily as she rolled over and snuggled closer to the warm body next to her. Suddenly she sat bolt upright, momentarily forgetting where she was and why there was somebody in bed with her, and then she looked down at Vince's sleeping form and remembered everything. Vince groaned and rolled over in his sleep.
'He's cute when he sleeps,' Krys thought, 'And all the rest of the time he's just damn sexy,' She sat there watching him for several more minutes, before wandering over to her bags in search of clothes. She frowned when she found her clothes were all dirty, but then shrugged and walked over to Vince's open closet. She found a pair of ripped, faded blue jeans she liked and a jersey-type material camouflage tank top and took them and her backpack into the bathroom down the hall.
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"Good morning, sunshine!" Brian chuckled as Krysta walked into the kitchen. He remembered that she had never been a morning person, even though it looked like she had just splashed water on her face, "Did you sleep well?" Krys flipped him off and took the mug Mia held out to her and made a beeline for the coffee pot.
"Aren't those Vince's?" Leon pointed to the clothes Krys was wearing as she sat down at the kitchen table.
"Mmm hmmm," Krys mumbled, between sips of coffee.
"What the hell happened to him, anyway?" Dom asked, "I stuck my head in his room to wake you two up 45 minutes ago."
"I'll get him," Krysta said, and Brian didn't miss the evil glint in her eye as she downed the last of her coffee, grabbed a handful of ice from the freezer, and left the kitchen. He shrugged it off, but a minute later he heard Vince's startled yelp from upstairs, followed by the pounding of Krys's footsteps as she ran down the hallway upstairs and a loud thug as she vaulted over the stair railing and into the living room below. She raced in the kitchen and grabbed the ankle-length black leather jacket she had hung on the coat rack the night before.
"He's awake! Brian, I'm going to look for a job. I'll come by the garage later. Bye!" she said hurriedly, and then turned and made a mad dash for the door, but wasn't quick enough. Vince came running down the stairs in his boxers and tackled her.
"You bitch!" he growled, as he pinned her to the living room floor.
"Thank you," Krys said sarcastically as she grinned wickedly up at her captor.
"You're going to pay for that!" Vince hissed.
"Oh really?" Krys asked, "How?" That seemed to catch Vince off guard, since he generally didn't tackle girls in seek of revenge, but then his dick caught up to his brain and reminded him that he was on top of a woman, and he leaned down and kissed her. After a few seconds she didn't respond, so he pulled back and stood up, offering her a hand.
"I'm sorry," Vince apologized, "I don't know what I was thinking." Krys ignored his outstretched hand and got up herself, her face set in a mask of stone, showing none of her emotions.
"I have to go look for a job." She said, refusing to look him in the eye as she turned and walked out the front door.
"Damn you, Vince," Krys said as she slammed her car door shut. Vince said exactly the same thing as he climbed the stairs to go get dressed for the day.
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"Anybody hungry?" Krys asked as she walked into the garage at lunchtime with 3 pizzas and a case of Corona. She was nearly trampled to death by a herd of starving mechanics. She heard several "thank you"s in between massive bites.
"Hey! Save some for me, you guys!" she laughed, but nobody paused or even slowed eating, "Damn, well I guess I'll grab a slice and a Corona and leave before I get starved or stepped on." She picked up a piece of Hawaiian and a Corona and went outside, where she sat down on the hood of her car and ate it. A few minutes later, Vince come out with a pizza box with a few leftover slices left in it.
"Everybody is finished," he said, offering the box to her, and then after of few seconds of watching her eat, he spoke again, "Look, about this morning-" Krys cut him off with a passionate kiss.
"I've been wanting to do that all morning," she admitted after she finished. Vince grinned and kissed her back.
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"Well, it's about damn time," Brian teased, wiggling his eyebrows at Krys and Vince as they walked into the garage 20 minutes later. Vince had his arm slung around Krys's shoulders and her arm was around his waist.
"Shut up, you man whore!" Krys teased back, "I've barely even been in town for 24 hours!"
"Are you coming to the races tonight?" Vince asked.
"Maybe. What time?" She asked, "I got a job. I start tonight as the new bartender at Club Soleil from 6 to 10."
"That's okay," Vince confirmed, "the racers meet at 10:30 at an old warehouse in the industrial district downtown. You'll know where exactly as soon as you come within a mile of it."
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At 10:15, Krysta rolled up by the old warehouse and parked her car in an empty space. Vince walked over as she got out, laughing her ass off.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Oh my god you should have seen it," Krys chuckled, "In a fit of rage, the manager fired me for punching some drunk who grabbed my ass, and then five minutes later he realized he didn't have a bartender and people were getting angry and leaving , so he was practically on his knees begging for me to come back. It was hilarious. I can't wait to see what my second day on the job will be like." She looked around her at the other cars and smiled.
"Beautiful, aren't they?" Jesse asked as he came over to stand next to Krys and Vince.
"Yeah," she agreed, "I feel like racing tonight. Who would I talk to about that?"
"Me," Dom said as he came over, "I don't race against my team members or their friends, but I don't feel like racing tonight. It's a 4G buy in. You game?"
"Definitely," Krys smiled. She'd gone all week without action, and she desperately needed to race and win. She pulled a wad of cash out of her pocket, sorted out 4G, and handed it to Dom.
"Anyone else?" he asked, but nobody stepped forward.
"What?" Krys shouted, "Do y'all think that just because I'm a girl, I can't handle racing?"
"Yeah," someone in the crowd dared to shout.
"Go get yourself a sugar daddy and stand on the sidelines, woman," Edwin said as he stepped forward.
"Excuse me?" Krys hissed, looking extremely pissed.
"You heard me," Edwin replied. Brian winced, feeling sorry for his black friend, but to his surprise, Krys let him off with just a "warning,"
"Well, if you're so sure I'll lose then why not race me?" Krys asked, "It'll be easy money, apparently."
"Alright," Edwin said, and handed Dom his 4G.
"Anyone else want in?" Krys asked, now with everyone's attention. One of Hector's boys and some Asian guy walked forward and handed Dom their money.
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As Krys pulled up to the freshly painted starting line, she smiled and turned her stereo on full volume to Drowning Pool "Bodies." The other racers turned on their NOS, while she sat quietly, listening to the whispered intro of the song and then depressed the brake and clutch at the same time, and revved her engine. Some race whore stood in the middle of the street and raised her arms and right when she dropped them and Krys took her foot of the brake, the song intro was over and the drums and guitar blast out of her stereo. Perfect musical timing. Krys glanced to her left and right to check the status of the other racers. She was ahead and Edwin was about half a car length behind her, whereas Hector's boy and the Asian guy had been left in the dust. There was no hope for them now. Krys had shifted up to fourth gear a second after she had left the starting line and out of the corner of her eye she saw Edwin's car lurch forward as he pressed his NOS button. She shifted to fifth gear and sped up more, crossing the finish line an entire car length ahead of Edwin. She smiled wickedly as she turned and headed back to the starting line, where Vince was standing waiting for her. When she got out of her car he hugged her and gave her a kiss.
"You cheating bitch!" Edwin said as he pulled up and stepped out of his car, "What the fuck did you do to your car? How could you have won without NOS?!" That outburst severely pissed Krysta off, and she sauntered saucily up to Edwin, to distract him from what she was doing. As he was busying himself from not dragging her into his car and fucking her right there, she suddenly grabbed him by the skin at the back of his neck, pinching a nerve, pulling him out of him horny trance. She grabbed one of his arms and shoved it hard up against his back. He almost screamed like a little girl from pain.
"Say 'uncle,'" Krys hissed in Edwin's ear.
"Uncle," Edwin whined.
"Say 'aunt,'" Krys prompted.
"Aunt," Edwin said.
"Say 'Krysta Hayes never cheats,'" Krys said.
"Krysta Hayes never cheats," Edwin growled.
"Say 'Krys is a goddess and she could easily beat me any day without NOS,'" Krys demanded.
"No!" Edwin objected.
"SAY IT!" Krys pinched Edwin's neck harder and shoved his arm farther up his back.
"Krys is a goddess and she could easily beat me any day without NOS,'" Edwin screamed in pain, before Krys suddenly let go. He crumpled to the ground and flinched when Krys stuck out her hand and patted him on the head.
"Good boy," she smiled demurely and walked back to Vince.
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Krysta walked out of the bathroom at the Toretto house and back downstairs to where the party was. Dom had decided that even since nobody from his team had raced and therefore not had the chance to win, he would have a party at his house anyway because the winner was a friend of a team member and appeared to be more than just a friend of another team member.and it was tradition. When someone from the DT team raced they always won and so people had instinctively flocked to Dom's house after the cops broke up the races. As Krys walked down the stairs to the living room, she noticed Vince sitting in a recliner with some fake blonde race whore on his lap. He didn't seem to be having any fun. Krys walked over and yanked the whore off Vince's lap by the back of her overly slutty and revealing shirt.
"Skank be gone!" she hissed, and the annoyed whore glared at her and wandered off to find someone else to cling to. Krys sat down on Vince's lap instead.
"Thanks," he said, "I was trying to think of a less offensive way to tell her to fuck off, but you just happened to come along and save me." He grinned at her and she leaned down and kissed him. After about 5 minutes of intense making out, Krys pulled back.
"I'm tired," she said, "I'm going up to bed." She slid off Vince's lap and went upstairs to the room she was sharing with him. She stripped down to her underwear and got under the covers. A minute later she heard the door open and close and heavy footsteps walking over towards the bed.
"You didn't think I'd let you get away this easily, did you?" Vince asked as he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed behind Krys and started kissing the back of her neck.
"It's about damn time," Krys rolled over and started kissing him again, more passionately than before.
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"Hey you guys get up," a deep voice said.
"Go away," Krysta mumbled sleepily as she rolled over and snuggled closer to the warm body next to her. Suddenly she sat bolt upright, momentarily forgetting where she was and why there was somebody in bed with her, and then she looked down at Vince's sleeping form and remembered everything. Vince groaned and rolled over in his sleep.
'He's cute when he sleeps,' Krys thought, 'And all the rest of the time he's just damn sexy,' She sat there watching him for several more minutes, before wandering over to her bags in search of clothes. She frowned when she found her clothes were all dirty, but then shrugged and walked over to Vince's open closet. She found a pair of ripped, faded blue jeans she liked and a jersey-type material camouflage tank top and took them and her backpack into the bathroom down the hall.
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"Good morning, sunshine!" Brian chuckled as Krysta walked into the kitchen. He remembered that she had never been a morning person, even though it looked like she had just splashed water on her face, "Did you sleep well?" Krys flipped him off and took the mug Mia held out to her and made a beeline for the coffee pot.
"Aren't those Vince's?" Leon pointed to the clothes Krys was wearing as she sat down at the kitchen table.
"Mmm hmmm," Krys mumbled, between sips of coffee.
"What the hell happened to him, anyway?" Dom asked, "I stuck my head in his room to wake you two up 45 minutes ago."
"I'll get him," Krysta said, and Brian didn't miss the evil glint in her eye as she downed the last of her coffee, grabbed a handful of ice from the freezer, and left the kitchen. He shrugged it off, but a minute later he heard Vince's startled yelp from upstairs, followed by the pounding of Krys's footsteps as she ran down the hallway upstairs and a loud thug as she vaulted over the stair railing and into the living room below. She raced in the kitchen and grabbed the ankle-length black leather jacket she had hung on the coat rack the night before.
"He's awake! Brian, I'm going to look for a job. I'll come by the garage later. Bye!" she said hurriedly, and then turned and made a mad dash for the door, but wasn't quick enough. Vince came running down the stairs in his boxers and tackled her.
"You bitch!" he growled, as he pinned her to the living room floor.
"Thank you," Krys said sarcastically as she grinned wickedly up at her captor.
"You're going to pay for that!" Vince hissed.
"Oh really?" Krys asked, "How?" That seemed to catch Vince off guard, since he generally didn't tackle girls in seek of revenge, but then his dick caught up to his brain and reminded him that he was on top of a woman, and he leaned down and kissed her. After a few seconds she didn't respond, so he pulled back and stood up, offering her a hand.
"I'm sorry," Vince apologized, "I don't know what I was thinking." Krys ignored his outstretched hand and got up herself, her face set in a mask of stone, showing none of her emotions.
"I have to go look for a job." She said, refusing to look him in the eye as she turned and walked out the front door.
"Damn you, Vince," Krys said as she slammed her car door shut. Vince said exactly the same thing as he climbed the stairs to go get dressed for the day.
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"Anybody hungry?" Krys asked as she walked into the garage at lunchtime with 3 pizzas and a case of Corona. She was nearly trampled to death by a herd of starving mechanics. She heard several "thank you"s in between massive bites.
"Hey! Save some for me, you guys!" she laughed, but nobody paused or even slowed eating, "Damn, well I guess I'll grab a slice and a Corona and leave before I get starved or stepped on." She picked up a piece of Hawaiian and a Corona and went outside, where she sat down on the hood of her car and ate it. A few minutes later, Vince come out with a pizza box with a few leftover slices left in it.
"Everybody is finished," he said, offering the box to her, and then after of few seconds of watching her eat, he spoke again, "Look, about this morning-" Krys cut him off with a passionate kiss.
"I've been wanting to do that all morning," she admitted after she finished. Vince grinned and kissed her back.
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"Well, it's about damn time," Brian teased, wiggling his eyebrows at Krys and Vince as they walked into the garage 20 minutes later. Vince had his arm slung around Krys's shoulders and her arm was around his waist.
"Shut up, you man whore!" Krys teased back, "I've barely even been in town for 24 hours!"
"Are you coming to the races tonight?" Vince asked.
"Maybe. What time?" She asked, "I got a job. I start tonight as the new bartender at Club Soleil from 6 to 10."
"That's okay," Vince confirmed, "the racers meet at 10:30 at an old warehouse in the industrial district downtown. You'll know where exactly as soon as you come within a mile of it."
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At 10:15, Krysta rolled up by the old warehouse and parked her car in an empty space. Vince walked over as she got out, laughing her ass off.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Oh my god you should have seen it," Krys chuckled, "In a fit of rage, the manager fired me for punching some drunk who grabbed my ass, and then five minutes later he realized he didn't have a bartender and people were getting angry and leaving , so he was practically on his knees begging for me to come back. It was hilarious. I can't wait to see what my second day on the job will be like." She looked around her at the other cars and smiled.
"Beautiful, aren't they?" Jesse asked as he came over to stand next to Krys and Vince.
"Yeah," she agreed, "I feel like racing tonight. Who would I talk to about that?"
"Me," Dom said as he came over, "I don't race against my team members or their friends, but I don't feel like racing tonight. It's a 4G buy in. You game?"
"Definitely," Krys smiled. She'd gone all week without action, and she desperately needed to race and win. She pulled a wad of cash out of her pocket, sorted out 4G, and handed it to Dom.
"Anyone else?" he asked, but nobody stepped forward.
"What?" Krys shouted, "Do y'all think that just because I'm a girl, I can't handle racing?"
"Yeah," someone in the crowd dared to shout.
"Go get yourself a sugar daddy and stand on the sidelines, woman," Edwin said as he stepped forward.
"Excuse me?" Krys hissed, looking extremely pissed.
"You heard me," Edwin replied. Brian winced, feeling sorry for his black friend, but to his surprise, Krys let him off with just a "warning,"
"Well, if you're so sure I'll lose then why not race me?" Krys asked, "It'll be easy money, apparently."
"Alright," Edwin said, and handed Dom his 4G.
"Anyone else want in?" Krys asked, now with everyone's attention. One of Hector's boys and some Asian guy walked forward and handed Dom their money.
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As Krys pulled up to the freshly painted starting line, she smiled and turned her stereo on full volume to Drowning Pool "Bodies." The other racers turned on their NOS, while she sat quietly, listening to the whispered intro of the song and then depressed the brake and clutch at the same time, and revved her engine. Some race whore stood in the middle of the street and raised her arms and right when she dropped them and Krys took her foot of the brake, the song intro was over and the drums and guitar blast out of her stereo. Perfect musical timing. Krys glanced to her left and right to check the status of the other racers. She was ahead and Edwin was about half a car length behind her, whereas Hector's boy and the Asian guy had been left in the dust. There was no hope for them now. Krys had shifted up to fourth gear a second after she had left the starting line and out of the corner of her eye she saw Edwin's car lurch forward as he pressed his NOS button. She shifted to fifth gear and sped up more, crossing the finish line an entire car length ahead of Edwin. She smiled wickedly as she turned and headed back to the starting line, where Vince was standing waiting for her. When she got out of her car he hugged her and gave her a kiss.
"You cheating bitch!" Edwin said as he pulled up and stepped out of his car, "What the fuck did you do to your car? How could you have won without NOS?!" That outburst severely pissed Krysta off, and she sauntered saucily up to Edwin, to distract him from what she was doing. As he was busying himself from not dragging her into his car and fucking her right there, she suddenly grabbed him by the skin at the back of his neck, pinching a nerve, pulling him out of him horny trance. She grabbed one of his arms and shoved it hard up against his back. He almost screamed like a little girl from pain.
"Say 'uncle,'" Krys hissed in Edwin's ear.
"Uncle," Edwin whined.
"Say 'aunt,'" Krys prompted.
"Aunt," Edwin said.
"Say 'Krysta Hayes never cheats,'" Krys said.
"Krysta Hayes never cheats," Edwin growled.
"Say 'Krys is a goddess and she could easily beat me any day without NOS,'" Krys demanded.
"No!" Edwin objected.
"SAY IT!" Krys pinched Edwin's neck harder and shoved his arm farther up his back.
"Krys is a goddess and she could easily beat me any day without NOS,'" Edwin screamed in pain, before Krys suddenly let go. He crumpled to the ground and flinched when Krys stuck out her hand and patted him on the head.
"Good boy," she smiled demurely and walked back to Vince.
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Krysta walked out of the bathroom at the Toretto house and back downstairs to where the party was. Dom had decided that even since nobody from his team had raced and therefore not had the chance to win, he would have a party at his house anyway because the winner was a friend of a team member and appeared to be more than just a friend of another team member.and it was tradition. When someone from the DT team raced they always won and so people had instinctively flocked to Dom's house after the cops broke up the races. As Krys walked down the stairs to the living room, she noticed Vince sitting in a recliner with some fake blonde race whore on his lap. He didn't seem to be having any fun. Krys walked over and yanked the whore off Vince's lap by the back of her overly slutty and revealing shirt.
"Skank be gone!" she hissed, and the annoyed whore glared at her and wandered off to find someone else to cling to. Krys sat down on Vince's lap instead.
"Thanks," he said, "I was trying to think of a less offensive way to tell her to fuck off, but you just happened to come along and save me." He grinned at her and she leaned down and kissed him. After about 5 minutes of intense making out, Krys pulled back.
"I'm tired," she said, "I'm going up to bed." She slid off Vince's lap and went upstairs to the room she was sharing with him. She stripped down to her underwear and got under the covers. A minute later she heard the door open and close and heavy footsteps walking over towards the bed.
"You didn't think I'd let you get away this easily, did you?" Vince asked as he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed behind Krys and started kissing the back of her neck.
"It's about damn time," Krys rolled over and started kissing him again, more passionately than before.
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