I passed the counter. A watched the man behind the counter. He was small and dark-skinned. He being to squeal in my direction, "No shoes! No service! No bathroom!"
"Cool it Habib. I'll buy a pack of gum."
"You good customer," Habib said with a smile. "Here key. Lock up when you done."
I took the key and walked to the bathroom at the back of the store. I spread out a bunch of toilet pwper on the seat and hovered over the hole while I did my business so I didn't get all germy. Then I bought a pack of gum and went back outside.
I stood on the edge of the parking lot. My feet ached and I still had nine miles to go. I sighed and took out my cell phone; three am. Everyone was asleep and Ranger had driven away into the night. However, damnit, I was a Jersey Girl and a Jersey Girl knows how to work a street. I slide my leather skirt up my thigh and angled by leg, I'd be home in no time.
A car slowed to a stop beside me. It was a nice car. Spensive. And the guy behind the wheel wasn't too bad looking, either.
"Let me guess," the guy said, "your boyfriend took off with a blonde and left you stranded."
He smiled. I knew he was joking but it was weird to hear it out loud, since that's exactly what had happened.
"Yes," I said. "Are you psychic?"
The guy cocked his eyebrow and leaned foward, "For you baby, I'll be a Schnauzer." Guy began to laugh and started to "Woo! Woo! Woo!" into the night. I shrugged and opened the door. What should I do? They're all fucking morons. "So, Guy, I'm about ten miles up."
"Name's Rick," the guy said.
"Ooookaaaaaay. Rick, I'm about ten miles up."
He shifted into third gear and pulled out of the parking lot. He looked over at me and yawned and his hand appeared on my thigh.
I threw him a sideways glance. A smile was etched on his face and his finger tightened on my inner thigh. I snorted and brushed off the hand. "Fuck off Ric. I'm not paying for this ride."
"You out standing on the side of the rode at midnight," Rick said. "You think I picked you up coz I'm a nice guy?" He spat into a Styrofoam cup in the cup holder. "I ain't into nice shit. I pick you up coz I thought you a 'ho. You ain't a 'ho, what the hell you doin' out here dressed like one?"
The Jeresy blood started to sizzle. "Jesus. It's like walking around in a leather bodysuit makes me a whore. Well, fuck you Ric. I am neither a hooker nor a prostitute. I can walk the rest of the way, thankyouverymuch." I grabbed the handle of the door and began to pull. A sharp pain began in my scalp as Ric held me back.
"You must be knew at this," he said, one hand still on the searing wheel. "So I'm going to be nice and explain it to you. You suck me off and then I take you home. You win/I win. Got it?"
Rick and put my hand my hand on his forearm. "Ricky, what would I have to do to get you to stop this truck right now? Blowing you would take me home, what if I just bite your goddamn balls off? Would that getcha to stop?"
Rick's eyes grew solid dark. "You got spunk, kid," he said. "Fiesty. Meow."
Stephanie sat with her mouth open, but said nothing.
"What?"
Rick laughed. "I like ya kid. You ain't no 'ho, but whatever. I like ya. So, you shud up, do the jiggle and I won't hurt that fine ass."
"I don't do butt stuff," I said. And I meant it. If he was going to have his way with me, fine. I wouldn't enjoy it, but if it meant I would be alive, I would let him. It was more important to stay alive now, anyway. But I was not going to do butt stuff. Not with Joe and not with this guy and certainly not with Rainger.
"I ain't asking for no butt stuff sweetheat. Just some little squiggy on John Thursday here. Now crawl over here like a good girl and light my fire."
Oh my god, how the shit was I going to get out of this?
Rick had a handle on my arm and started to pull me over to him. I struggled some but he pulled harder. He let go of my arm and begin to pull on my waist, my body sliding over his. My back was pressed against the stearing wheel and began to ache as I pushed away from him. I tried to use my feet as leverage, to push me farther away, towards his door.
"Get off me!" I said. I screamed and dragged my nails down his face. He screamed and swerved out of the road and hit a tree.
I awoke a few minutes later. The horn was blaring from where my ass was positioned, Rick's face was pale and had a small pencil sized tube sticking out the back of his head. I breathed a sigh of relief to realize I was free from this jerk.
I scrammbled out of the truck from the driver's side and with one last glance yelled, "Adios Rico!"
The car crash had happened a couple blocks from my house. It was still early so Id idnt think there would be any cops around. I walked into the house and crawled in the shower and washed away all the blood and the smell of Ranger. It couldn't stand it. It was creeping me out. I dressed in a sexy pink nighty and crawled into bed and picked up the phone to dial Joe. The number came up disconnected. I remembered the note tapled to the fridge and started crying alot. Normally when shit happened I called Joe and he fixed it for me. Now he was gone and I was sad and I didn't have a clue who to call or what to do.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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