Mac and Lucy continue bickering.

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"Hey, baby are you feelin down,
I know what's good for you all day.
Are you worried what your friends see?
And will it ruin your reputation loving me?
'Cause I'm a dirty white boy."

Dirty White Boy by Foreigner

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Lucy was sitting on the front steps reading a book and taking notes in a notebook when Mac peeled into the driveway kicking up red dust in a cloud that reached all the way to her. She looked up as he jumped out of the truck and came towards her with a determined step. He was still riled up about her coming to the bar, she could tell. But she stood up and smiled at him, even though he was on edge she smiled still; it was always best to smile at him.

"I'm locked out," she said.

"I know," He pulled out his keys and jammed them into the door. "I sent them out to eat, now get in my room," He commanded, "I want you in my bed for once, instead of fucking in the truck."

"As you wish your majesty," Lucy teased as she walked through the doorway and he smacked her ass hard, "Fuck Mac! That hurt."

He followed her down the hall impatiently and eased her into his room gently as he settled down, now that they were alone. It had been stupid of him to fuck around with her in public, but he couldn't help it. They hadn't seen each other in months, but they were alone now, and he was calmer.

She leaned down to unzip her boots, being sure to give him a nice view of her ass, and he pulled her hand away from the zipper, "Oh no you don't, leave them on."

"Freak," She laughed as he ran his hand over her ass as she stood up.

He turned to the door and locked it then came towards her and his gaze burned into her as he pushed her onto the bed, "You love it." Mac sat down and pulled her by the ankles toward him and flopped her over his lap face down.

"What are you doing?" She laughed.

"Shhhhhh," He ran his hand over her boots, up the back of her thigh to her ass, "You got this coming..."

Mac stared down at her sweet round ass; she had filled out nicely, put on a little weight and it looked good on her. He lifted her skirt without hesitation and yanked down her panties.

"You're fucking crazy," She laughed as his hand came down on her bare ass.

"Oh, fuck Mac," She groaned and squirmed around on his lap, she could feel liquid pooling between her legs already, being with him was always a sexual adventure.

Already his dick was aching and now she was moving all over him. He had not planned this one out so well, a first for him; he didn't know how much this was going to turn him on, but he should have.

"Stay still," He demanded, smack.

"Mmmmmmmm," She moaned; smack and then again, Lucy's moans were unlike any he had heard from her before and she was making his dick throb, "I was a bad girl."

Mac smacked her two more times, rubbed his hand over her reddened skin, then reached down and ran his hand over her boot again, "Yeah you were."

He had meant this as a joke, a spanking for going to the bar, but it wasn't that now. She was into it just as much as he was, not only that, she was thrashing herself around on his lap trying to make him lose it.

"Lay still, or I'm not gonna let you cum." He warned.

He lay a few more smacks on her ass till it was nice and red with the outline of his fingers starting to show and he was overcome with lust. He leaned down and sunk his teeth into her ass just hard enough and not breaking the skin.

"Mmmmmmmm," She moaned again.

"Love seeing my hand prints on that ass," He groaned then slid his fingers down between her legs, "Fuck me, Lucy! You're soaked, you like it, you fucking dirty girl."

Then his hand came down on her ass again as his fingers swept over her clit then dipped inside of her.

"Oh God Mac!" She moaned, "Oh fuck!"

"You like that baby?"

"Yes, give it to me again." And he slid his finger in circles the way she liked it over her swollen clit, "Goddammit, I love you."

"Don't cum Lucy," He warned as he rubbed her ass, smacked again until she was writhing on his lap against his dick again, "Don't!"

"Please," She begged, "Please." She moved her leg trying to get his hand where she needed it and he smacked her thigh, ran his fingers over her boot again, then back inside her again, letting the sound of her moans stoke the fire inside him. Just as she was teetering on the edge and about to fall apart, he pulled his fingers away from her and licked each one then shoved two fingers into her mouth.

"Not till I say you can, now suck," He instructed, "Suck em clean and maybe you'll get off tonight."

He watched as she sucked his fingers and swirled her tongue around them, she always gave him a show. It made him want to be inside her immediately, but he was going to drag it out, just because she had been so obstinate already.

Slowly he brought his fingers down to her pussy again and Lucy moaned loud, "Oh god I need it!"

"I said no," He growled, his dick was throbbing now and he was not going to hold back tonight, when he finally fucked her, he was going to fuck her into the mattress, "You ever gonna go there again?" He slid his fingers achingly slow over her skin and he was burning her up. Sweat was breaking out on her forehead and running down through her hair mixing with the sweat that dripped off Mac's head and onto her back.

"No," She pleaded, "Please Mac."

"Promise?"

"I promise," She groaned.

"Good girl," He moaned, making tiny circles around her clit the way he knew she liked, because he knew her now, "You want me to fuck you tonight?"

"Yes! Yes," She spread her legs wider on his lap and he allowed it this time. He glided his fingers faster the way she wanted him to and she started to shake.

"You want my cock in you, Lucy?" He pushed two fingers inside her and watched them moving in and out of her.

"Mmmmmm..." She moaned, "Been waiting a fuck long time for it."

"Well, tonight's your lucky night," Suddenly Mac flipped her over onto her back, pushed her legs back, feeling her leather boots under his fingers and before she could react his face was buried in her pussy, where he proceeded to lick and tease her until she was melting into the bed.

She came loud, she'd forgotten they weren't out in the canyon where she could scream as loud as she wanted but he just laughed as he shucked off his pants.

"You ready?" He pulled her legs apart and stared down at her, she was flushed and breathing heavily, beautiful.

"I'm ready," She spread her legs wider.

He came down in his knees and pulled her legs over his and leaned down, kissed her and rubbed his dick at her entrance. Now he was going to tease the shit out of her just for spite, even though every fiber in his being wanted to be buried inside her to the hilt.

"For Christ sake, Mac, do it and do it hard."

His dick was about to explode like he was thirteen when she said shit like that and she didn't have to tell him twice, finally, he pushed inside her slowly, he always treated himself by entering her slowly, there was nothing better than that, "Oh fuck me, Lucy! God dammit," He pressed his body down on hers and kissed her nasty as he began to move inside her; he'd never felt this way inside any other girl, not like this, and it was every time with her.

She moved against him, wrapped her legs and those fucking boots around his hips and that undid him. He was breathing heavier now and watching her, "You ok?" He panted.

"More, I want more..." She cried, "Oh god, I missed this."

"Good?" He asked.

"So good,...oh so good."

"I ain't gonna last long baby you're so fucking tight."

She met him thrust for thrust, fucking him as hard as he was fucking her now and dug her nails into his back, "Not like all the whores around here huh?"

"Fuck. No. Lucy. " He pulled almost all the way out of her then pushed back in with every word he said. He watched her breasts shake with his movements as he thrust harder now and he could feel it coming. This was something he had only dared to think about a short time ago and now she was his, he watched her breasts again, willing it to be burned into his mind forever.

She screamed again and this time he felt her tight walls flutter around his cock and it was so good he couldn't hold back the scream that came from his own mouth as he shot his load inside her.

"Jesus fucking Christ," He groaned and collapsed on top of her. They laid there for a few minutes catching their breath, both full of sweat, and he pulled the blanket over them.

"I think this is going to be a great summer," She said with a laugh and he rolled them over so he was on top of her and laughed along with her.

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"Hello my friend, we meet again,
It's been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever.
Within my heart are memories,
Of perfect love that you gave to me
Oh, I remember."

My Sacrifice by Creed

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Walter didn't exactly approve of underage drinking, but there were times when Mac and his friends would sneak beers out behind the bar in the summertime. There were tables and chairs and Rosie had strung up fairy lights out there for when people wanted to sit outside. There was a table way in the back almost in the shadows and that's where they sat playing quarter bounce, away from the customers and out of sight should a police cruiser go by. As long as they didn't get too rowdy and plowed Walter usually didn't interfere.

The old rock and roll that usually played inside the bar carried out there, they knew all the songs from years of being around the place. It was dark, but the fairy lights lit the area and one of the girls brought candles that they set on the table. The entire group they usually hung with showed up that night, along with some new kids that were there for the summer. Around the table sat Mac, with Lucy next to him, then Martin, and a few others from the group.

Marco, Esmeralda, Chelsea, Carolina, Harley, Stanley and the infamous puta buton Becky Marsh, who did not have the clap but who would be the first of them to get pregnant sat on the other side. As Mac lit his cigarette and then turned the lighter towards Lucy to light hers, again he was memorialized by the flame. There was something about fire, he loved it; it was almost sexy. It illuminated her face in a soft glow and he had to be careful of looking too long at her.

As the quarters got tossed and people had to drink, Mac looked over at the doorway and Walter was there, he wasn't exactly scowling, but Mac could tell he was not pleased. Mac shrugged and took the drink that Martin just bounced a quarter into and pointed at him. Walter laughed as he watched the game, Martin was a shark with quarter bounce and everyone always ended up wasted when they played with him. He would bounce the quarter and land it in the glass, point to someone, saying "You drink," then continue, landing each and every quarter, and making each person drink at the table.

"You drink, Lucy."

Then he'd bounce another quarter as Lucy drank.

"You drink, Harley."

Then he'd bounce another.

"You drink, Carolina."

He went around the table twice and made everyone drink before he missed and rebounded a quarter into the woods behind them. By the time he was done, everyone was half wreaked already.

Walter came out and pulled Mac aside just to let them know to keep it down, their laughter and conversation was getting louder the more they drank. He would shut this down if they couldn't keep their yaps shut.

"Alright, the old man says to keep it down," Mac relayed the message, "I'm not trying to piss him off and lose our..."

"I'd like to see you keep it down," Chelsea interrupted and lit a cigarette, blowing the smoke in the direction of his face across the table. She had been eyeing him all night, but as usual he was only paying attention to Lucy, "Or are you already," She glanced over at Lucy who was trying to sink her quarter into the glass across the table. It was unclear if she had heard what the other girl said, but she missed her shot just the same.

"Ha! You missed Lucy take a drink." Harley laughed and Lucy chugged the whole glass, then sat it down and wiped the back of her hand across her face.

"Such a lady," Chelsea mumbled, there was no love lost between the two girls ever since Mac had ditched her to aid Lucy the year before when Martin dosed her. Chelsea was pretty sure there was something unsavory going on with Mac and Lucy, something gross.

She had cornered Lucy the day before, in the pharmacy with questions and as usual got nothing of any use. It was typical for her, she was just a wild pot stirrer, a mean girl.

They were a small group, there weren't a lot of kids in the town, everyone was in each other's business and at one time or another in each other's pants. Mac ignored the girl's comment, and hoped to hell she would just shut up.

He'd fucked every girl at the table and two of the customers that were out there on the patio at the time. Most of the guys there had too, except for Lucy. He looked over to see if she had heard and she was deep in conversation with Stanley and Carolina and laughing.

"Aw Chelsea," Harley slurred, and slid his arm around her and she snuck out from under it just as fast.

"Your drunk Harl," She laughed.

"So are you," He stood up and pulled her to her feet, "Dance?"

The girl smiled wide and stood up to allow him to pull her into a slow dance that they staggered through. Lucy got up and excused herself to go to the bathroom and Carolina followed her. As they stood in the small mirror fixing their hair and makeup Carolina asked her if she heard Chelsea's comments.

"I didn't, and I don't really care," Lucy replied.

"She was talking about you."

"Let her talk," Lucy said, "I don't give a fuck what she thinks."

"And Mac," Carolina said as she applied some lipstick, "She's just jealous cause he picked you over her."

Lucy met her eyes in the mirror, "What?"

Carolina knew, Lucy didn't know how but she did.

"You know, last summer when Martin slipped you the mickey?" Carolina said quickly.

"Oh," Lucy replied with relief, "Right."

"She doesn't get it." Carolina stumbled over her words, "You're his family, of course, he'd look out for you."

The look of relief on Lucy's face was obvious and Carolina was sure it was like that with them. She had thought so for a long time, and she didn't care, she liked Lucy and Mac wasn't into her nor she him; he had called her Lucy once at a really inconvenient time. That had told her all she needed to know, Carolina wasn't interested in someone that had another girl on their mind.

Lucy shrugged, "Let her talk about him too, she's got a big mouth and one day I'm gonna put my foot up her ass." And with that, she was out the door and smack into Walter's huge chest.

"Hey, el hefe," Boss man. She smiled up at him, "You get that karaoke machine yet?"

"Not happening little one," He said with a grin, "Who's ass is that little foot going up."

"Anyone who pisses me off," She slurred and then Mac was behind her with his hands on her shoulders rubbing softly.

"Think you've had enough princess," Mac said with a laugh, "I'll get her home."

Walter nodded and watched as the two of them said goodnight to their friends and started the two-mile long walk home. That was one of Walters rules, if they came there and drank any alcohol at all, no one was allowed to drive. While they were young he intended to see that they developed good habits or at least didn't blatantly break the law and draw attention to his place.

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