It was a few days later when Ace went to see his Uncle Reg. He owned a Junk Shop and would probably be the only one willing to hire Ace anyway. Not to mention he never seen his uncle do much work anyway and that was definately a plus.

"John my boy," Reg grinned seedily as Ace swung through the door, "what can I do you for?"

"Interested in making a bit of dough," he said nonchelantly, "wondering if you have anything on?"

Reg squinted his left eye and thought for a minute. Nearly everything in his store had fallen of the back of a truck and the rest had been stolen. He knew his nephew had no qualms about stealing, maybe he could find a use for him.

"I might do," he replied scratching his chin. "I'll tell you what, I'll come see you through the week and we'll see what we can work out."

Satisfied with his response Ace left the store and met up with a few of the Cobras further along the street. After stocking up on beer and cigarettes they parked behind Irby's Billards and cracked a few open.

"Did you hear about Greg Mathers?" Eyeball burped loudly.

"What's that?" Fuzzy asked, guzzling his sixth beer.

"He's asked Jeannie Preston to marry him, guy must've knocked her up because there is no way he's marrying her by choice, she's a fucking dog," he cackled.

"Ain't no girl worth marrying in this town," Fuzzy said lazily.

"Now that's not true is it. What about Ace's lovely little slice?" Eyeball said mischeviously, "hot little piece of ass you got there buddy."

"How's about you talk about her ass again I remove your teeth," Ace growled, pushing Eyeball off where he was sitting on the hood of Ace's car.

"I meant to congratulate you man, seriously well done, if I had gotten there first I could be..." he halted his sentence as Ace smashed his face into the gravel of the car park. They exchanged punches until Eyeball managed to get out of his grasp. Ace knew he was only joking but he also knew if he didn't stop Eyeball he wouldn't shut up. Plus he had hit on a very raw nerve. Ace was well aware of how other guys looked at his girl and what he was sure they would try with her if given the chance and it pissed him off to know end. Eyeball knew not to push him any further. He had his fun but, he thought to himself, doesn't mean what he'd said wasn't true

Ace was still a little buzzed from his fight as he drove towards the high school. He spotted Laura with a group of her friends. She smiled at him and waved but her expression soon changed to one of surprise as he pushed her roughly against the wall. She could smell the cigarettes and alcohol on him and she could tell what kind of mood he was in by what she could feel in the hardness he pressed against her.

"Afternoon," he said as he pinned her against the wall.

"This is school," she tried to remind him as he continued staring at her.

"So?" he asked.

"So people are watching."

Ace turned his head as a sea of people dropped their eyes to their shoes.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" he called out to two students who still gaped at them.

He smiled at her, he enjoyed embarassing her a little from time to time and if his actions helped him reassert his dominence over the teenage male population then all the better.

After nipping her neck playfully he pulled her over to where he had parked his car. He opened the door to the backseat and pulled Laura inside. He unzipped his pants before he even closed the door, he may have been having some fun with her before but the bulge in his pants was one hundred percent serious. He removed her underwear just as quickly before entering her, pushing himself as far as he could go before he began thrusting in and out of her. Laura grabbed the back of his shirt, as he mantained his frantic speed, pushing her over the edge. When he had finished he redressed himself before turning his attention to Laura who still hadn't moved her face flushed and her breathing still rapid.

"You ok doll?" he asked, smiling as she lolled her head over to one side, "You sure know how to compliment a guy babe," he teased as he fixed her up again, feeling her up as he went.

He stepped out of the car and lit a cigarette before he reached down and helped her out of the car.

"Look at you, letting a bad boy like me do things to you in the back of my car, what would your mother think," he teased her as she blushed a deeper red and swatted him away.

He grabbed her, crushing his cigarette on the side of his car as he kissed her deeply.

"I love the way you smell afterward," he murmured into her hair, "it makes me want to start all over again," he finished before kissing her again.