Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
It was only when I looked around and realized that I was the only one here that things started to get cloudy. The cops were behind me. There were three cars, and they were all standing in the open doorways of their cars, guns drawn. “What the hell?”
“Step out of the vehicle with your hands over your head.” I rushed to do as they said, cussing that old bitch in my mind. No doubt she’d called and reported the truck stolen. As soon as I get through whatever this is, I’m going to go plant my foot in her ass.
“Helen Archer?”
“Yes, what’s going on? I borrowed this truck from my Daddy.”
“Put your hands behind your back. You’re under arrest for the murder of Violet Carter.” I tried looking over my shoulder at him, but he was being rough, so I turned back around.
“Violet? She’s not dead; she was alive when I left.” What the hell is going on? I now realize why on TV people never shut up once they’ve been read their rights. It’s because they want their innocence to be heard. I know that’s why I kept screaming at them even as I was carted off and put in the back of the cruiser.
MITZIE
I knew when I came here that I was going to have to fuck him for a place to stay, but I didn’t mind. It’s not like it was the first time we’d fucked or anything, but usually, I was the one with the upper hand. I knew that he felt honored to have me in his bed because of where I came from and where he was in life.
I’d always used that to my advantage just the way my Mama had taught me. So, even though I liked him well enough, I never forgot that I was better than him and he was okay to fuck, but not to take home to Mama.
But now the tide had turned, and I needed him more than he needed me. “Hey, why don’t you light up another one?” We’d spent the night into the early morning getting high and fucking like bunnies. There was nothing else to do right now besides that anyway, and after my stint in jail, I needed to feel alive.
“Why don’t you try this?” I opened my mouth, and he put one of those pretty colored pills on my tongue. I closed my mouth and let it dissolve before taking a hit off the joint he passed to me. It wasn’t long before I felt that tingly feeling again, so when he knelt next to my head with his dick bobbing in the wind, I just grinned and grabbed it, pulling it into my mouth.
I looked up at him with my mouth full of his cock and smiled. It was too big to fit, but what I couldn’t get with my mouth, my hand took care of. I was humming with excitement by the time he turned me around in the bed and drove into me from behind.
I forgot all my worries while he pounded into me and just let myself go and enjoyed the moment. I’d lost count of how many times this was now and didn’t really care. That’s the good thing about getting high; it keeps me from worrying about the small things.
I didn’t really care about my life’s many twists and turns within the last few weeks. Not like I did before I got high last night. Now all I wanted was to get high, get fucked, rinse and repeat.
When he mentioned getting his friends together for a party later, it sounded like a plan to me. We’d partied with his people before, and it was always a blast. This is just what I needed to take my mind off of things.
“Give me another one.”
“You sure?”
“Oh yeah!” He sent his dick deeper into me when he reached over to the nightstand to get me another pill, which I sucked down hard before letting him put his tongue in my mouth.
My pussy felt full and satisfied the harder he fucked me, something that would’ve hurt like hell without the drug, and I just knelt there and let him pound my pussy until I was satisfied. The great thing about molly is that it makes me want to fuck forever. In the grips of my high, cock was all that mattered.
When he came, I was still not satisfied and I let him know. He just laughed and called me a greedy bitch before telling me to wait until later. In a little lull, after I went to the bathroom and came back, I decided to call my friend Lacey. She likes a good party as well, and she’s the only other person in this town I know who hates Alyssa almost as much as I do.