Steel Toed Boots Six- Blowing off Steam

Reggie lived in an apartment over one of two pizza joints in town, it was always loud with people coming and going below but it was home to her. She didn't want to live with Walter or her brothers and she had been doing fine for a long time on her own. They only spied on her occasionally if they were concerned about her, or like now.

Mac was afoot, but no one knew it.

She and Carina had been friends all their lives and they picked up right where they left off. They had kept in touch the whole time Carina was gone, but now they were together with the opportunity to spend a lot of time together, and they did. In the weeks that Carina had been back, they had become close again and saw each other often.

She didn't really participate in the family business, sometimes she ran deliveries when Mac or Devon wasn't available, but never out of town. Everyone knew who's daughter she was and no one would dare fuck with her. Reggie worked a few towns over at a doctor's office as a medical assistant, and had made a nice life for herself, despite her beginnings as the last child of Walter Garcia.

Reggie also had a boyfriend in Salt Lake City that her brothers didn't know about and she spent most of the night telling Carina about him. She had met him on Plenty of Fish and went to visit him three nights a week. Mac and Devon had tried following her a few times which resulted with her pulling to the side of the road and giving them a piece of her mind.

She took no shit from either of them. Growing up in the family she did, who did what they did, she had to stick up for herself. Even Walter gave her a lot of latitude, and he kept a tight rein on the boys and had his hands in everything. But his daughter had him wrapped around her finger.

Carina was laughing when she told her that over a pepperoni and green pepper pizza with Sylvia that night. Word had gotten around town about Carina and Mac, probably from him, but Carina and Sylvia were tight. Chicks before dicks, and Reggie thought they were both nuts to bang her brother, but it was what it was. That was not a topic of conversation when the three of them were together anyway.

Despite Mac's ego, he wasn't the most important person in their life. The women had plenty to talk about without adding him to the mix. That baffled him, because in his mind he was the most important person in all of their lives. What else could they have to talk about?

Sylvia and Reggie were both in similar fields, Sylvia was a certified nurse's assistant at a local assisted living facility. There was always so much to talk about, especially since there was a new flu going around that year that had all the doctors stumped. It had taken down a lot of both their patients, some of their friends that they worked with too.

They were talking about their jobs and Carina's work on the reservation nearby as they ate and drank wine together. The virus was there too, Carina was not really a medical person so her girl friends were giving her tips about precautions to take.

Their laughter could be heard in the street and since he saw her car parked out front Mac was lurking in the darkness below as the three friends sat on Reggie's balcony. Stalking was not out of his wheelhouse, he had stalked other women, once he stalked a girl who was into it. He and Leslie had a thing until she moved on and that was fine.

Mac was in stalker mode again, Carina had awakened all of the teenage desire he'd kept deep inside for her. He just had to have her, again and again. To be clear, he had not ever wanted a woman the way he wanted her. She spinned his wheels but good.

He smoked and he watched, and not once was his name mentioned. That blew his mind, he'd fucked both of them, Sylvia would gladly come down and blow him right that minute if he called her. He hadn't even given her all he had given Carina and yet Sylvia was always ready to jump on his dick. Women were so fucked up.

Mac rarely gave 100% to women because it didn't matter, they would always come back. He had given Carina 200%, the works. Yet she didn't utter his name once. He had worshipped every inch of her body in a way he had never done with other women, and he had enjoyed it; Mac had not been rough with her and cared about her pleasure and she had used him.

But they were talking about their jobs, and an actor Carina had the hots for on some cable show he'd never bothered to watch, and some guy Reggie knew in Salt Lake. He noted Reggie's dude's first name, and his job; this was something he would need to check on.

Carina stood up and leaned over the rail of the balcony as she stretched her back from sitting so long and Mac backed up into the shadows again. She didn't know he was there and he considered trying to get the upper hand when she left Reggie's, but was struck with the same problem.

He wanted her to give it to him, with her that was the only way he wanted it for now. Mac supposed that if she blew him off long enough he would snap and just go grab her up. But that would cause another problem, if it went down that way, he would not be able to let her go alive.

Women that he took by force didn't live afterwards, except Leslie, and Carina was not her. He wanted her, but he also wanted her to still be part of his life. It was an odd paradox for him, and new. His feelings were absurd to him.

Mac threw down the cigarette and walked away towards the back of the building where he'd parked to stay out of the way. Tonight was not the night, but he was riled up just the same. Somehow he had to blow off this steam, so he didn't go home. He went out looking for someone to take his aggression out on.

Never in town, that was the rule, so he pulled out on the highway and headed towards Salt Lake City. There was a stroll in town where he could pick up some nameless soul and take his aggression out on. It wouldn't be the first time he did it, and probably not the last.