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Car Buff Ch. 01

By: Celestite



The sun was beating down as the day reached its halfway point. It was another hard weekend at work, but I seldom complained because the money was decent most days. My name is Justice, and this is my life as I know it. I am a junior at Lakeview High School in a decent sized city, well suburb in Illinois. I am about 5'10" tall, and weigh about 170 lbs. I wouldn't consider myself an Adonis by any means, but I will admit that I am not bad to look at. I cycle about 20 miles everyday not to exercise, but to get to work and my friends' house everyday not to mention school. My family is lower middle class so my two sisters and I don't get to many extras in life, such as a car. That is why I am hard at work on this hot day trying to make some extra cash so I can finally buy a decent set of wheels.

Unfortunately, I did not go on many dates throughout my life, because I hardly had any extra time between school and work. I am not saying that I don't appreciate the fairer sex, because I definitely like looking. I am sure once I get my own wheels though that will all change. I will have dates every weekend. I mean, come on, what girl in her right mind wouldn't want a guy with a nice ride. 

As I was buffing off another sports car owned by a forty-something, balding man, sweat started to bead off my forehead. It was almost noon, and the heat was really starting to kick on. I knew by 3:00 pm I would be roasting from the heat wave that struck early this week. It was only early May and it was already reaching the low 90s. This summer was sure going to be a hot one if this weather kept up.

As I finished the last detailing of the Corvette, I signaled to the owner that his car was finished. As he came over towards his ‘Vette I saw him reaching for his wallet. He quickly pulled out a bill, and stored it in his palm. I handed him his keys, and he quickly inspected his car. I made sure I spent extra time and effort on this car hoping for a big tip.

"Nice job, son," he said with a huge smile on his face. "If you keep up the hard work, you just might be driving one of these yourself one day."

"I sure hope so, sir," I quickly replied. "I will keep up the hard work."

The man shook my hand, and in doing so left me his tip. I quickly closed my hand around it as the other employees were looking in my direction all probably wondering how much I got for a tip. Every once in a while a big tipper with a nice ride would come to the car wash, and I was usually lucky enough to get them. This pissed off some of the other guys, because they never got any of the big twenty dollar tips. I smiled and waved as the man drove off not looking at the tip until he was out of site.

"How much did you rake in this time moneybags," shouted Lee, one of the other employees.

It was then that I first looked at the folded bill in my hand. The man had folded it so as I couldn't tell right away. As I quickly unfolded the bill I instantly recognized George Washington's face.

"One dollar…. That ass only gave me a buck tip after all that extra work," I shouted towards Lee. "What a cheap ass… man I feel used."

"Whatever, Justice, I know you are lying," Lee retorted.

"No, I am serious. That bum only gave me a buck," I professed, waving the dollar in the air to show Lee I wasn't lying.

"Finally, some justice for Justice," Lee chuckled.

"Man, that is not funny," I told Lee. "I don't laugh when you get bad tips, I actually feel sorry for you."

"Well look at it this way, Justice; you now know how we feel most of the time," Lee hollered as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, I guess… man that blows, but maybe the next one will be better. Still have a few more hours of cars to clean," I replied in Lee's direction.

"I keep telling myself that, and I am still waiting for those better tips," Lee mocked.

I went back to work as the next car pulled up. The day seemed to drag on because of the heat, but hot days usually pull in a lot of cars so the money was flowing in pretty steadily. By three in the afternoon I was pouring with sweat as I was detailing a car rim. As I finished that car, and sent another happy customer on the way I took off my shirt to wipe off my face. While doing so I heard another car pull into the car wash.

Looking at my watch I decided to take my break, and try to cool down. As I walked toward the waiting room, which was air conditioned I told Lee I was going to take my break.

"Thanks man… I owe you one," said Lee with a shit eating grin on his face.

"What is that smile all about," I asked in quizzically.

"You mean you didn't see…. I knew you wouldn't pass this up," Lee chuckled.

I looked around to what Lee was staring at, and quickly saw a fancy sports car. I couldn't make out the make or model of the car, but knew I could be giving up a big tip if I went on break that Lee could be picking up. I could take the break later, and work this car but I decided against it. I was burning up, and the day was just getting hotter.

I decided to let Lee get a crack at a nice tip, because not only was I hosed earlier but the prolific heat was getting to me. I kept my shirt off as I walked into the air conditioned waiting room. Normally, we are not supposed to take our breaks in the waiting room, but the owner wasn't here today to be watching our every move. That rule was quickly abandoned by the whole staff earlier, and I was no exception. 

I used my massive dollar tip from earlier to buy myself a cold bottled water from one of the vending machines inside the waiting room. I quickly chugged the refreshing water as I stood in front of the air conditioner. I zoned out as the crisp cool air caressed my bare skin.

I was startled by the sound of the door closing, and realized I probably had to put my shirt back on. I looked over to see the most beautiful Asian beauty I had ever seen. She was about 5' 2" tall with curves that a sports car couldn't even hug. She had straight black hair with bright green, almond eyes. Her skin was the perfect tan to dark brown most girls struggle to get and maintain through tanning. She wore bright red lipstick that made her lips look so moist and delicious. She looked like she was at least a C cup, but maybe even a small D cup. As I snuck a few more glances in her direction I fumbled to put my shirt back on.

The cold sticky sweat from my body was making my attempts to put the shirt back on in vain. While sneaking my last glance I noticed her smile and starring at me intently as I wrestled with my shirt trying to put it on my body. Finally she broke the awkward silence.

"You don't have to put your shirt on for me," she softly whispered so I could just barely hear her.

"Excuse me?" I replied not sure if my ears and brain were playing tricks on me from all the heat of the day.

"Keep your shirt off, I really enjoy the view," she said with more confidence in her voice than before.

"I should really get going, I am not even supposed to be in here. If my boss finds out, he will kill me," I quickly stammered.

As I went to pass her she quickly ran her hands over my smooth hard abs. I heard her let out a soft coo as she retracted her hands from my body. I stopped short of the door not knowing what to do mostly from my inexperience with these types of situations.

"Change your mind," she asked with a smirk on her face. "You know your boss wants satisfied customers. Do you think you can satisfy this one?"

I could feel my cheeks burning, and it wasn't from the sun as I blushed at her comment. I just looked at this Asian goddess who was coming on to me not sure what to do. She approached me slowly getting ever so closer until I could feel her hot warm breath on my bare chest purring as she did so.

"Well are you going to satisfy me or not," she said starting to be a little forceful with her tone, but soft with her hands.

"Ummm….well….ah… what would satisfy you," I managed to spit out as my brain had failed to provide me with anything intelligible to say.

"Aren't you a shy one? I figured with a body like yours you would be a real ladies man," she chucked.

Again my brain failed me shutting down not allowing me to converse with this sexy vixen. I looked at her, and then quickly through the window to see Lee buffing what must be this hotty's ride. I quickly looked back at her and our eyes met. I was lost in her gaze and time seemed to stand still. It was then that I knew I was hers and she could have me do anything to satisfy her. She broke eye contact with me, and quickly glanced around me apparently to see what I was looking at.

"You know my car isn't the only thing that needs buffing," she whispered to me again playing with my chest.

"You have another car," I quickly blurted out.

She laughed at me, and was highly amused by my comment. I tried to pass it off as a joke, but I must have kept a straight face for to long.

"You really are cute and innocent aren't you," she replied with a smile. "That wasn't what I meant by that comment. It was a sexual innuendo if you know what one of those are."

"Yeah, I knew that," I lied with a crooked smile.

"You're cute… what's your name," she asked me while starring into my eyes and biting her lower lip.

"Justice, my name is Justice," I spoke trying not to get to tongue tied. "Wha… What's yours?" I inquired with my hands twisting my shirt between us.

"You can call me Kat, it's my American name I took on," she told me.

"Your American name," I quickly asked totally puzzled.

"Yeah, I am not yet a full citizen, but I am working on that," she retorted still looking deep into my eyes. She quickly peeked around me to see Lee working harder than ever on her car. "So do you want to take me some where a little more private, and make me a satisfied customer?"

"I would love to," I quickly replied wearing that same shit eating grin Lee had on earlier. I thought to myself no matter how big of a tip Lee would get from this woman mine would definitely be better.

We quickly and quietly left the enclosed waiting area, and made our way to the back of the car wash. Once we were out of view she quickly jumped on top of me, and I had no choice but to catch her. I wanted to move a little farther in so we would be out of the view of the security cameras I knew were there. As I started to carry us out of the field of view of the cameras she just leaned into me, and aggressively started kissing me. I opened my mouth to tell her about the security cameras, but before I could say anything I was greeted by her probing tongue. My mind instantly went blank as I passionately kissed her back. She removed her tongue from my mouth, and mine followed into her wanton mouth. She then started to suck on it like as if it were my dick, making soft moaning sounds.

My dick was now rigid, and straining for release against my zipper. I couldn't believe my pants didn't rip as my dick ached for release. I was running out of breath from our fierce kissing, and needed air soon but I didn't want to break away. Kat ended up breaking the kiss, and was having a difficult time breathing. She quickly pulled off her top, and I was treated to a nice view of the two perkiest large breasts I had ever seen. Though my experience being limited to a few pornos I had bought, I knew that these were easily the best two in the world.

My primal instinct took over as I again picked her up, and started to suckle on each nipple first the right one followed by the left. I did this over and over as Kat started to breath even harder than before. She was now moaning as I picked her up even higher, kissing her flat stomach all the way down to her waist.

"Justice, put me down, and let me take care of you for a bit," Kat moaned as I kept kissing her sweet tanned flesh.

I reluctantly put Kat down after another quick couple of kisses to both breasts making sure they got the attention they deserved. She took a moment as we both gathered our breathe, and then she dropped onto one knee, and bent her head forward. She pursed her lips on my zipper, and looked up into my eyes as she slowly lowered her lips and starred at my crotch with hungry eyes. Kat quickly undid the top button and with one tug had not only my jeans but boxers too around my ankles.

Like an animal, Kat quickly swallowed my eight inches of manhood as I let a loud groan as the first lips ever engulfed my cock. On the third pump, she took me all they way to the hilt and her nose smashed into my pubic hair. I could actually feel her swallow as the tip of my cock was being massaged by her throat. I lost all control, and grabbed the back of her head and started to thrust in and out of her sweet mouth. Kat just grabbed my ass and started to massage as I fucked her sweet lips, mouth, and throat. Kat then moved her hands from my ass only to cup and play with my balls.

This new sensation around my balls caused them to tighten, and I released what felt like a gallon of cum from my balls. Kat quickly swallowed as much as she could, but it still flowed out of the sides of her mouth. Kat gave one more up and down stroke with her tongue before releasing me from her mouth. She licked her lips to collect the remaining cum that had escaped her, and quickly and greedily swallowed it.

"Mmmm… that filled me up a little bit, but I am still hungry. Think you have any more for me," Kat whispered in a ragged voice.

My dick quickly sprang back to life at the sound of her ragged voice. Kat managed an impish smile as she got off her knees, and bent over a 55 gallon drum. I was a little puzzled why she didn't take off her skirt and panties, and figured she probably wanted me to do it. I moved in behind Kat and grabbed hold of her skirt ready to pull it down slowly kissing her all the way down as I did so.

"What do you think you are doing, stud," she growled. "If I wanted it off, I would have taken it off. Now just put that big stick in me."

Not needing a lecture, and blow my chance at fucking this Asian beauty not to mention losing my virginity I quickly flipped up her skirt and rammed my big cock up her pussy. I pulled out quickly, and shoved it back in full force till my balls slapped hard against her. She cried out, and I again lost control as I started to jackhammer her pussy. Kat also lost control as her animal instincts took over as she started to push back and scream from her impending orgasm.

"Yes, shove that big stick in my pussy… harder, baby…. Give me more…. YES, THAT'S IT," Kat screamed as I continued my brutal assault on her.

I was starting to sweat even more as I continued to plow in and out of Kat. Her smooth velvety tunnel was starting to clamp even harder on my dick, making it more difficult to keep up my speed.

"GOD, YES….. KEEP GOING," Kat screamed as her pussy gripped my cock like a vise, and then started to loosen and tighten quickly as her orgasm rocked her.

Feeling my own orgasm approaching I increased my thrusting as I rammed in and out of her tunnel. Again Kat started moaning louder and louder as her second orgasm rushed over her. I then felt my balls tighten as I flooded her battered pussy. I slumped over Kat's bent over body totally exhausted from our wild fucking session. Kat then reached behind and started to massage my balls making sure they were totally empty. She purred while fondling my balls, and then slowly slipped me out of her. I existed her vagina with a loud plopping sound, and caused a rush of our cum to start oozing out of her gaping hole.

Wiping the oozing cum off her thigh with her finger she quickly licked it and starred into my eyes. If I had anything left in me I would have instantly been hard and going for round three. Kat then dropped to her knees again sucking my cock into her warm mouth. She gave me a couple of bobs to clean off my spent cock, and then came up and frenched kissed me swirling her tongue around mine. I could taste our collective salty cum, and weirdly enough was not repulsed from it. I kissed Kat deeper as I started to play with her perky tits again. Kat broke the kiss, and then turned to pick up her shirt.

"Thanks for the buffing, you made me more than satisfied," Kat rasped. "I would enjoy more but your buddy is probably done with my car."

Kat walked away toward the front waiting area as I slid on my boxers and jeans, and again struggled to put my shirt on my sweaty body. I then walked up to the front of the car wash with my mind racing over the sexual escapade. As I reached the front of the car wash I noticed Kat's car was gone, and saw Lee with a big grin on his face.

"Thanks Justice, she gave me a huge tip, twenty bucks can you believe that," Lee quickly gloated. "I will give you five if you want. I know you could have taken it if you wanted to."

"Nah, that is alright I enjoyed my break while you worked your ass off," I replied wearing the biggest grin I could muster.

Lee was so enamored with his tip, he didn't even notice my happy demeanor or that I had accidentally put my shirt on backwards and had my fly down. The day progressed rather slowly after that, but I was kept distracted as I worked reliving the earlier events in my mind. At about 7:00 p.m., we started to close up shop as night time was setting in. I rode home in the dark, and quickly ate dinner only to go to bed early as I was spent from work and the fucking session I had with Kat. That night I had the best dreams of my life.

The alarm woke me with a jolt of surprise halfway through a dream of Kat. I quickly silenced the alarm, and spent about another fifteen minutes day dreaming about Kat and if I would ever get to see her again. I quickly got showered and dressed for work, and started my bike ride to the car wash. I was going to be a few minutes late, because of the time I spent day dreaming but I didn't care. 

As I approached the car wash, I noticed all the employees standing around the advertisement sign displaying the specials. Some were pointing and laughing others just shaking their heads. Finally getting off my bike and locking it up I walked over to take a closer look at what everybody was starring at.

BOB GRUZIN HAS A SMALL PRICK, AND FOR $4.95 WILL DO MEN. Someone must have changed the sign at night, and I knew that this wasn't going to be a fun day at work, because Bob Gruzin was the owner and my boss. Lee and I quickly looked at each other. Since we closed up shop, and knew some how this was going to be our fault. I heard the office door shut as Bobby, the manager, approached the crowd.

"The boss says leave the sign up he is on his way over right now," Bobby quickly grumbled. "But we are supposed to cover it up so the public doesn't see it."

We quickly covered the sign with a blue tarp, and opened up the car wash hoping that if we had customers Bob would not yell and blame us for the sign. About fifteen minutes of working past when we heard the whine of an engine flying down the street. That was followed by the screeching of tires as a car whipped into the car wash. Bob quickly got out of his car and went into the office where Bobby was. I didn't see much as I was trying to stay out of the boss's path. Bobby then came looking for Lee and me, saying the boss wanted to see us because we locked up last night. Both Lee and I walked into the office with Bobby. We were immediately attacked by Bob as we walked into the office.

"Which one of you shit heads did this….I know one of you had to do it because you had the keys to lock up and to get access to the lettering for the sign," roared Mr. Gruzin.

"Mr. Gruzin, sir, we did not do this. Justice and I locked up at 7:00 p.m., and dropped the keys in the lock box like we are told to, sir, I swear," Lee contested.

"We will see about that, I will check the security cameras to make sure you aren't lying to me, which I know you punk kids are. Then I will have your asses! Press charges for vandalism," Mr. Gruzin roared.


Car Buff Ch. 01



Mr. Gruzin threw open the office door, and stomped out fuming with rage. Lee followed him, not worried, because we knew we had nothing to hide. As I followed him I saw the same sports car from yesterday, and my mind quickly started thinking of Kat. It was then that I realized Mr. Gruzin would see me fucking that woman on the security cameras, and I knew I would probably be yelled at and docked pay for fucking her on company time. My stomach lurched as we walked into the room that housed the TVs and VCRs for the cameras. Mr. Gruzin quickly went to work watching the whole day of tape in fast forward. Luckily he was only watching the one TV monitor facing the sign, and not the one in the back.

"Hey what was that?" Bobby the car wash manager inquired.

"What was what?" Mr. Gruzin quickly replied as if someone had found the answer he was searching for.

"I saw some movement on the back cameras and no one was getting any supplies we store back there yesterday. I wonder if it was the person who changed the sign?" Bobby quickly replied to the boss.

Mr. Gruzin rewound the tape to when Bobby said he saw the movement, and then pressed play. Mr. Gruzin concentrated on the monitor as he watched Kat first appear followed by me. Lee recognized the woman and gave me a questioning look. He then looked back at the monitor, and had his answer as the TV monitor clearly showed Kat and I in a passionate embrace. Mr. Gruzin kept getting redder and redder as the tape progressed, and I figured I was really in for it now. Once he saw Kat and I start fucking, he lost control and blew up.

"That BITCH…. After everything I bought for her she fuckin' cheats on me!" Mr. Gruzin spat as he threw the TV monitor.

Bobby and Lee were both looking at me, smiling that I had gotten some fine ass like that at work when Mr. Gruzin blew up. Quickly, their smiles faded into looks of horror as we all pieced together what he just said and what it meant. My heart dropped to my twisted stomach as my brain told me I just fucked Mr. Gruzin's wife, and that hot sports car out front was not Kat's but rather Mr. Gruzin's. I had a horrified look on my face when Mr. Gruzin turned around and looked straight at me.

In a split second, Mr. Gruzin jumped across the room and on top of me. He began to pummel me in a fit of rage. I was caught off guard, but I instinctively covered my face as best I could as Mr. Gruzin continued his vicious assault on me. It took Bobby and Lee over a minute to get that fat ass off of me. I quickly got up, and felt blood running down my face.

"I'm going to kill you and that bitch wife of mine," Mr. Gruzin roared. "Let me go so I can show him what happens when you fuck with me."

"Fuck with you?… fuck with you?! I believe the only person I fucked was your wife and she was begging for more," I quickly retorted as my anger fueled me.

"You're fired, you little fuck! Now get out of here all of you," Mr. Gruzin spat.

I quickly left followed by Lee and Bobby. Lee and Bobby milled around probably to see if they were fired too, because he didn't really clarify if I was just fired or we all were. I hopped on my bike and headed for home as I tried to clean off my bloody face with my shirt. I threw down my bike as I stormed up to the bathroom. My mom was vacuuming when she saw my bloody face and shrieked. I ducked into the bathroom to clean myself up, and she quickly followed me.

"Justice! What the hell happened to you and why aren't you at work? Did you get into an accident or something," my mother inquired.

"Mom, I am okay. It is my fault I am just bleeding a little," I said while swallowing some blood to get her off my back.

"Justice, your nose is broken, and your face is a mess… and you have a black eye too," she said while she looked over me. "We are going to the hospital to have that looked at right now."

We got some towels to cover my face and to try and stop the bleeding. We headed for the car, and my mom quickly drove us to the hospital where I was admitted into the ER. I had my nose set and tapped up to allow it to heal correctly. I was getting dressed and ready to leave when two police officers walked in.

"Son, we need to ask you a few questions before you are discharged from the hospital. Do you mind?" stated the officer on the right.

I hope you enjoyed chapter one as much as I had writing it. I hope you all vote to let me know what you think of it, or leave a comment. I would also like to thank MissZ for her editing services.



Car Buff Ch. 02



This is the next installment of the Car Buff series, and I recommend reading the first chapter in order not to be lost. I will be working on the third chapter shortly, and hope you enjoy this in the mean time. I would like to again thank MissZ for all her hard work editing this chapter. Please feel free the write a comment about the story, and don't forget to vote. 

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My mind whirled wondering why the police needed to ask me questions. My brain could only come to one conclusion--Mr. Gruzin. I knew he threatened to hit me up on vandalism, but I didn't change his damn sign, and the cameras would prove that. Unless he could somehow charge me of doing something else...my mind quickly raced back to Kat.

"Son, are you okay because we need to ask you some questions," the police officer on the right repeated.

"Ummm... yeah, I am okay, just a little shaken up I guess," I quietly replied as my heart started to race. "Can I ask what this is about?"

"Yes. You see when you entered or got admitted to the hospital we were notified of a possible assault and battery by the hospital, and it is standard practice for us to check it out," the officer on the left piped up as he shifted his weight onto his right foot.

My heart rate dropped a little when I found out Mr. Gruzin didn't call the cops on me, at least not yet. The only question left was what were they going to ask me and what was I going to say to them. Should I tell them that Mr. Gruzin assaulted me? If I did they would surely ask why, and then I would have to tell them about Kat and me. I decided that would be to embarrassing to my family and me.

"So could you state your full name for us," the officer on the left asked.

"My name is Justice Ronald Williams," I replied in a monotone voice trying everything in my power to stay calm.

"Mr. Williams, could you please tell us how you sustained your injuries," the officer continued.

"Yeah, I suppose.... I.... Well, it was an accident," I hesitantly stated.

"Was your dad or your mom involved in this accident son?"

I was about to answer the question when I finally realized that the hospital probably called the police because they figured my parents assaulted me. Anger now started to build up in me as these two cops tried to judge my family. I was ready to blurt out that Mr. Gruzin was the one who had assaulted me and why, when the officers' radio went off.

"Unit 22, Unit 22 please respond," called out a voice from the other end of the police radio.

"Unit 22 here. What do you need dispatch," the officer on the right replied.

"Unit 22 be advised that Justice Williams was just reported for vandalism and theft. I repeat that Justice William was just reported for vandalism and theft," the dispatcher articulated.

Both officers looked at me as if what the dispatcher stated was fact and I was indeed guilty of those crimes. The officer who was asking all the questions moved towards me while reaching for his handcuffs. Just then my mom came into the room to see what was taking me so long.

"What is going on here? Why are you approaching my son," my mom yelled at the cops.

"Ma'am, if you will calm down we will explain everything on the way to the station," the other officer explained while cutting off the path from my mom to me.

"What do you mean to the station we are not going anywhere until someone explains to me what is going on," my mom shouted back while trying to sidestep the officer.

"Mom, don't worry they were just..." I started to explain while getting up to console my mother when I was viciously slammed against the doctor's table turned around and handcuffed.

"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can and will be held against you in the court of law," the officer spat at me while applying pressure to my head while he finished handcuffing me.

The officer finished reading me my Miranda rights as my mom screamed in the background crying while being restrained by the other officer. With all the shouting and moving going on in the room two nurses ran in to see what was causing all the commotion. They quickly assessed the scene unfolding as one headed over to my mom, and the other to check on me. When the officer who was handcuffing me flipped me over she let out a little gasp.

"What did you do to him, we just set that nose," the nurse roared.

My mom locked up again as the other nurse tried to sooth her, and she just started to sob harder. I realized then my nose was just rebroken, and warm blood was again running down my face. The nurse moved in to try to redress and set my nose, but the officer just pushed her aside while jerking me to a more upright position. The officer than twisted the handcuffs so that they were digging into my wrists.

"He was resisting arrest so we had to use some force. He can be treated by the infirmary after he is booked and put into the system at the county jail," the officer rudely stated to the nurse.

"I must say it will only take a minute to reset," the nurse pleaded.

However, the officer paid her no more attention as he twisted the cuffs harder still and marched me out the door. As we walked down the hospital corridor I felt everyone's eyes on me judging me for something I didn't even do or they even knew about. For the first time in my life I truly felt ashamed, and worthless. The cop slowed me down every time there was a large crowd, and allowed them to stare and judge me, as he made random degrading comments about me as we passed by.

Once outside he directed me towards his squad car, and picked up the pace once more. He quickly opened the door to the squad car and shoved me in. As I fell into the car I again slammed my head causing pain to shoot throughout my body. The officer just scoffed, and closed the door waiting for his partner to come. About one minute later his partner arrived, and we headed towards the station.

The same officer who had thrown me down to cuff me, and pushed me into the squad car now gently helped me out of the car. As I stepped out ofthe car I instantly noticed the camera pointed right at us. I figured this guy was covering his own ass by not doing anything on film. Again he twisted the cuffs and pushed forward making sure his body was blocking the camera as he did this. We proceeded to the station were I was booked and processed. I quickly was pushed into a cell with a rather large black man who was sitting on his bunk starring right at me. As I moved to sit down his eyes followed me looking up and down trying to figure something out. What that was I had no idea, nor did I want to find out. I quickly sat on a bed opposite of the man as I felt the back of my head.

When I lifted my hand off my head some sticky residue came with it. I had felt it all along where my head had hit the car. It was all matted in my hair, and figured it must have been grease from the door. Upon looking at the substance I knew immediately it was not grease, but rather my own blood. Just then the two officers that arrested me came by and opened up the cell door.

"Come with us Justice we have a few questions to ask you," the aggressive officer demanded as he motioned me out of the cell.

"When are my wounds going to get treated? You said at the hospital after I was processed I would be treated," I replied as my hand went back to feel the matted blood in my hair.

"My mistake. I forgot today was Sunday, and our nurse only has a half day today and already left. Maybe early tomorrow someone will see you," the officer chuckled as he pulled me out of the cell.

The black man in the cell followed me with his eyes never saying a word. As we started to leave the cop hit the bars of the cells trying to get some response out of the man. The man didn't even flinch when the cop hit the bars he remained fixed on me as we walked away. Even though I hated walking with these two crooked officers I was a little relieved as that man freaked me out, and from what I heard about prison I wanted nothing to do with other prisoners. We walked all the way down the corridor till we stopped outside a door, which the one officer in front of me opened. It was the first time I was able to catch a glimpse of his badge. 'Officer Walton' the badge on his uniform gleamed in the light as he swung open the door.

He walked in and quickly moved to the back wall and leaned against it. His partner pushed me in and sat me down in a chair facing a large metal table. He roughly pushed me close to the cold table where I saw a file opened with a picture of me starring back. Next to the file were a piece of paper and a pen.

"Now I hope you make this really simple for yourself Mr. Williams. All that you have to do is sign your name on that confession to vandalism and theft, and we will let you go till your scheduled court date. However, if you don't we can always put you back in that cell till the court date. It's a pretty easy case too far as we can see, Mr. Gruzin has already provided a statement, and states he is going to provide video evidence," the officer coolly stated facing towards me with his face blocked in the darkness behind the powerful light.

I had seen this before I thought to myself; it was the good cop bad cop routine trying to get me to crack. I knew that I had nothing to gain by playing their game, because I knew Mr. Gruzin was lying and that he had no video evidence--at least not real video evidence. They waited a few moments to let me dwell on my thoughts, and then Officer Walton came into view.

"Son, make this easy on your family they have been through enough. You saw the grief you put your mother through today don't put her through anymore. Just sign the statement and go home with her tonight so she isn't worrying about you," Officer Walton calmly pleaded to me.

He moved from my side and uncuffed my hands. He then pushed the statement and pen towards me motioning me to sign it. He stand in stood in the light looking at me as if he was the path to freedom and hope while his partner was still masked by the darkness cast by the light. Both stayed still trying to amplify the effect of the good cop, band cop routine. I almost laughed at the scene, but didn't as I realized the seriousness of the situation I was currently in. After a few minutes of waiting the other officer leaned forward toward the metal table so only his face and upper body was clearly visible where I was sitting. It was then that I caught a glance of his name badge, Officer Polwalski.

"Thinking that you can get off easy, and beat the system like the movies, kid? Is that what's going through your mind right now, well think again. You are just another poor, screwed-up kid that is going to get straightened out by the system. I think we are going to show you how the system works, and put you back in the cell with Bubba so he can have some fun with you," sneered Officer Polwalski.

Officer Polwalski quickly bolted upright so he was again hidden by the shadow of the light, while Officer Walton remained fixed starring at me. He shrugged his shoulders implying that it was out of his hands unless I signed the confession. My eyes went to the piece of paper, and then back to Officer Walton. I finally decided to tell the truth about yesterday's events, and Mr. Gruzin's assault on me. I started to explain that my injuries were not an accident and in fact it was Mr. Gruzin who had assaulted me. This did not sit well with either officer as Officer Polwalski grabbed the back of my neck.

"Don't lie to us Mr. Williams we know what you did and we will have our evidence to prove it," Polwalski spat into my ear as he finally let go of my neck by pushing my head forward. "Looks like you will get to keep Bubba company all night then."

With that Officer Polwalski grabbed my arm, and pulled me out of the chair. I was quickly whisked out of the room, and lead down the hallway to the cell I had just come out of. The large black man was still in the cell, and as I approached he again fixed his gaze upon me. Officer Polwalski pushed me into the cell as soon as Walton had opened it, and then slammed the cell door behind me.

"You two get comfy in there now, and play nice tonight," Polwalski crackled as he banged his baton against the cell door.

I quickly sat back on the bed I was at before rubbing my neck where Officer Polwalski had pushed it. I sat there nervously starring at my feet wondering what was going to happen. Finally after a few minutes I gathered up the nerve to look up, and the man was still starring intently at me, which made my stomach flip-flop. I started to think that maybe I should have lie and signed that statement. At least then I knew I would be safe. The black man than stood up making him even larger than he first appeared. He walked over towards me, and stopped right in front of me still starring intently at me.

"What's your name, son," the large black man asked me still vividly watching me as if he was calculating or evaluating something.

"Justice Williams," I stated quietly shaking a little not sure what to expect from the man.

"Well, Justice, how old are you exactly," the man asked with a hint of a growl in his voice.

"I'm seventeen, almost eighteen Mr. Bubba, I mean sir," I weakly replied choking trying to get some breath of air in my new visibly shaking body.

The man boomed with a quick fit of laughter, and then quickly regained his composure and stare. He survived me a couple more times, and then started walking up toward the bars of the cell. He quickly looked toward the right and then the left seeing if anyone was in view. The man then looked back at me, and moved back in front of me towering over my body. He quickly extended his hand in front of me.

"Well don't be rude now, and shake my hand," he spoke in a lowered tone. "Name's Jake Robinson it's nice to meet you. So what are you in here for, son?"

I quickly shook the man's hand not sure what to make of this situation. Puzzled by Mr. Robinson, I figured I had nothing to lose so I quickly started on what happened earlier that day. Mr. Robinson intently listened, and just shook his head up and down while he listened. After I finished explaining the day's events Mr. Robinson sat back down on his bed and looked down at his clasped hands.

"So now that you know what I am in here Mr. Robinson do you mind telling me why you are here," I managed to ask starting to feel a little easier.

"Stolen car," Mr. Robinson replied leaving it at that in a matter of fact tone. "So the cops told you my name was Bubba, and I was going to have some fun with you tonight huh?"

"Yeah, something like that," I replied while waiting with my hands on my knees for some kind of laugh or something reassurance from him.

Time just passed as Mr. Robinson gave me no reassurances that the officers were incorrect. Instead he just sat there starring at his clasped hands. We waited like this not saying a word for another hour till Officer Walton came by, and opened the cell door.

"Justice, follow me, your parents are here to bail you out," Officer Walton state while starring me down.

We walked up the corridor to the front of the police station where Officer Walton than directed me to sit on a bench. I could see both my mom and dad talking to Officer Polwalski then pointed towards me, and they turned to look at me. I felt even more ashamed as my father looked down upon me. My mom quickly walked over to me surveying my condition. My dad walked out of the station not saying a word as we followed.

My mom looked at me her eyes welling up at the site of my mangled face. I saw a single tear fall onto her cheek as she brushed it away trying to hold back the others that were sure to follow.

"Where was the nurse that was supposed to fix your nose Justice? You look awful," my mother cried.

"Bill we have to stop back at the hospital to have his nose fixed by the doctor," my mother called out to my dad.

"And exactly how are we to pay for that," my dad snapped. "Everyone in the car NOW."

The drive home was uneventful as no one talked. I kept seeing my dad look back at me through the rearview mirror, but he never spoke. It didn't matter though for his eyes stated everything. He believed every word of the "truth" Officer Polwalski told him, and was now ashamed to be my father. When we pulled up into the garage he simply turned off the car and went inside leaving my mom and me alone. I kept my eyes peeled on my shoes not able to look her in the eyes.

"Honey, what happened," she quietly asked me while brushing my cheek with her left hand holding back tears.

It was then that I looked up into her eyes. As I did she lost control and started to weep. At first softly gradually getting louder until she was sobbing on my shoulder. Again I lost heart and sunk my head on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, mom.... This is all my fault," I started to explain as my mover moved away to look at me placing her hands on my face.

It was then that I noticed my mom's left hand was missing her engagement ring and wedding band. I grabbed her hand pulling it closer to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. She loved that engagement ring, and often said it was the only nice item she ever owned. She never took off her ring and now it was missing.

"Mom your ring where is it.... What happened," I asked.

She quickly pulled back her hand, and began to sob even harder than before. It was then I heard my dad come up behind me. I turned to face him, and was greeted with a look of great distain.

"We had to pawn the rings to get your sorry ass out of jail. Theft and vandalism, Justice. What were you thinking? Your mother and I raised you better than that. I know we don't have much, but we have worked hard to get everything we have," my dad roared.

My dad was turning bright red trying to control his anger while clutching his hands into fists. On the rare occasion I saw my dad he was never angry with me, but rather always telling me to work hard in school, get an education, and a better life so this was quite a shock seeing him like this. My mother just kept weeping as my dad continued to billow in anger starring me down.

"I'm sorry.... I truly am, but I didn't do those things dad. Don't you believe me?" I chocked out while looking into his grimacing face.

My dad just stood there in silence looking back at me with a look of noncompassion. I took this as he had no faith or trust in me. My heart sank at the loss of respect that Mr. Gruzin had caused. My body could not take any more this situation, and my legs took over as I first walked and than ran out the door past my dad. I ran for miles until my legs could not support my weight anymore and I collapsed.

I was physically and mentally drained from the day's events, and broke down. Lost in my thoughts the time just passed by as day turned to night. With the loss of light, I picked myself up and started my walk back...to where I had no idea. As I walked down the dimly lit street I looked into the windows, which reflected my image. Even though I looked the same on the inside I knew I had changed. As my reflection swam in the window fronts as I slowly continued down the street it disappeared for one business was still open. Looking in the window I noticed it was till open as people were bustling about. Drifting out of consciousness again I didn't hear the door open.

"Come on in, son, I want to talk to you," a man's voice called out.

Turning to look at the man I instantly recognized his face from earlier that day, Mr. Robinson. He must have set bail too, and was awaiting trial. Though Mr. Robinson looked different for he was extremely well dressed in a suit and tie with black wingtip shoes. Speechless he motioned me into the building, and upon entering I finally read the title on the door, which read Robinson & Robinson Attorneys.




Car Buff Ch. 02



"How did you get out of jail, and why are we here," I asked Mr. Robinson as my brain started working again.

"I was innocent," was all Mr. Robinson replied.

"Well....okay.... yeah I guess," was my only reply.

"If you would please have a seat I am very interested in talking to you," Mr. Robinson clearly spoke with an eager smile on his face.

Not sure what to do, I hesitated before finally sitting down in the chair he pointed to. Mr. Robinson took the seat across from me behind a rather large and expensive looking wood desk. He quickly glanced at me and smiled big and brightly at me.

"Mr. Robinson, sir, what is this all about if you don't mind me asking," I slowly asked him trying to formulate what was going on as I did so.

"Justice, please call me Jake," Mr. Robinson stated as he sprung to his feet.

"Okay, Jake, what is going on here? This has been one hell of a day and I am not sure how much more I can actually take," I sighed, finally cooling down some from the days ordeals.

"Well I am glad you asked. I started off today trying to get arrested by trying new cars out and not directly returning them, within reason, of course, trying to see how long it would take the dealer to report the car stolen." Jake started to state clearly as if he was in front of a courtroom as he began to pace about the office. "My step-brother, who was dressed exactly as I was earlier when we met, did the same. The only difference is that he is white while obviously I am African-American. This was all for a study and case we have been preparing for, and was all going well till I was arrested and not allowed my phone call till many hours after you had been bailed out.

"Mr. Robinson.... I mean Jake how does that have anything to do with me," I professed my utter and total confusion.

"Ah, yes, I am getting to that, I promise," Mr. Robinson stated as he carried on his pacing and monolog. "You see I was going for a small law suit when you presented yourself to me. Now that you know I am a lawyer, can you see why I am so interested in you?"

I just sat in my chair totally clueless to how any of this related to me or how it would help me with my predicament that I was in. I was about to answer no when it dawned on me that he wanted me to be his client.

"Jake, I know I need a lawyer for the trial, but no offence my family and I cannot not afford you, and I already have a time scheduled for my free lawyer provided by the state," I said looking into his eyes as he started to shake his head.

"No, no, no.... you are missing the point. I do not want to represent you for those petty crimes you are accused of," Mr. Robinson stated quickly. "You see those officers violated your rights and harassed you, and I witnessed most of it. I think you have a strong case against the city."

"Shouldn't I be more worried about the charges against me," I hostilely replied, upset about his previous statement as if I was just there to make him a paycheck.

"With a public defender as your attorney you should be very worried, but if you let me represent you against the city all of that will pan out too I am sure," Mr. Robinson coolly replied.

Just then the door opened and a man approached Mr. Robinson followed by a woman, Kat. I was shocked to see her there, and then figured Mr. Robinson had her tracked down after he heard my story earlier. It seemed like Mr. Robinson had been planning this since we met earlier that morning. The other man dropped a file on the desk along with a videotape. Halfway through Mr. Robinson's smile disappeared for a few seconds only to reappear. Kat took the seat next to me but did not look at me instead she looked intently at Mr. Robinson. Kat began shifting her weight in the chair getting impatient at their whispered conversation. About another minute passed before the other man left and just Kat, Jake, and myself remained.

"So Mrs. Gruzin, I understand you want out of your marriage," Jake started to ask.

"Please, call me Kat," she retorted.

"Well, Kat, it appears that your only issue is a prenuptial agreement. Is that correct," Jake probed.

"That is correct, but I think I have found a way around that little problem," Kat calmly replied while gazing at me.

"Well, let me look over all this new evidence. But until we file anything, I believe it is in your best interest for both of you two keep low," Jake stated while handing Kat a key. "This is for a small cabin I own out in the woods right outside of town. You two can stay there for the night, and can meet me again tomorrow at 3 p.m.. That should give me plenty of time to get everything sorted out."

"Thank you, Jake," Kat replied and headed out the door with me in tow.

The other man who held the whispered conversation with Mr. Robinson was waiting for us in a car outside the building, and we quickly jumped in the backseat of the car. My mind was twisted trying to figure out how I got into this situation, and I quickly forgot all about the situation though as Kat started nibbling on my ear as we headed down the road. The nibbling quickly turned to making out, which was both pleasureful and painful due to my broken nose. Kat stopped suddenly and quickly reached for my zipper. In one quick movement, she was gulping down all my manhood in one quick motion.

My mind went blank as she slowly bobbed up and down on my penis. Kat then licked me from my balls all the way to the crown of my penis before devouring it again. Kat increased her speed as she started slowly stroking my shaft along with her sucking. She than began to lightly began a twisting motion with her stroking. This sent me over the edge as I erupted into Kat's mouth.

After my climax my brain began to function again, and realized we were at the cabin. Kat quickly got out of the car with a bit of my cum on her chin as she gulped hard. I put my cock back in my pants, zipped up, and then followed Kat towards the cabin door.

"I'll be back tomorrow at 2 to pick you up ," the man told Kat as he started to drive away.

"Do you have a phone I can borrow I need to call my parents so they don't worry," I asked Kat.

"Sorry I don't have one, but we can check in the cabin," Kat replied.

We quickly searched the whole cabin, but there was not a phone in site or any other form of communication. I knew my mother would worry, but there was nothing I could do at this point. I knew that this was going to be a rough night with everything weighing on my mind, but at least I had Kat to talk to and comfort me. Kat though had a much different idea of how to comfort me though....

To be continued... 



Car Buff Ch. 03



This is the next installment of the Car Buff series, and I recommend reading the first and second chapters in order not to be lost. I have started chapter four and will have it completed quicker than chapter three took me. I would like to thank MissZ for her editing services. Please enjoy, and remember to vote and share your comments with me about this chapter and the series.

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I woke up with a start ... looking ahead of me, I saw nothing but darkness. Slowly but surely, my pupils dilated and confirmed what my body already knew ... this place wasn't familiar. Off to my left I saw Kat's breast heave with her intake of breath. The sight did little to calm me down, though it did revert some of my adrenaline causing my penis to harden and throb with pain.

Slowly, I turned to face Kat as I watched her tanned breasts rise and fall with each breath. Ever gently I reached out and cupped her right breast. She let out a soft moan as I began to caress her lightly. Lowering myself I inhaled her intoxicating perfume with the scent of vanilla filling up my lungs. She was now squirming ever so slightly, rubbing her thighs together from my attention to her breasts.

Tenderly, I kissed her lips, and then slowly kissed down to the nape of her neck. Blowing lightly on her neck she squirmed even more as she clinched her thighs tighter together. I again kissed the nape of Kat's neck, and then blew on her tender skin.

"Just fuck me already," Kat growled as she opened her eyes still squirming from my teasing.

I kissed her passionately as my tongue touched hers sending a jolt of electricity through my body. Kat parted her thighs grabbing my throbbing dick in the process. With a quick thrust, I drove into her warm, velvety depths.

"Fuck ... that feels so good," I moaned into Kat's ear.

"You're telling me," she replied with a Cheshire cat grin.

I slowly pistoned in and out of Kat's tight tunnel as she wrapped her legs around me. Her lips parted to let out yet another moan, only to be invaded by my tongue. Her moan was muffled by my relentless kiss as her nails began to dig into my back. I continued my long deep thrusts as Kat squirmed with an impending orgasm. She moaned more forcefully into my mouth as I increased the speed of my thrusts.

"Yes ... FUCK ME," Kat yelled as I plowed into her more forcefully.

"YES ... OH FUCK," Kat screamed out in ecstasy as her orgasm ripped through her body.

Kat's vagina milked my throbbing cock as I continued to plow into her orgasming pussy. Kat pushed me over as her orgasm subsided, and began to ride me with renewed energy. Her breasts rose and fell with each thrust of her hips, hypnotizing me.

"You like that don't you," Kat husked into my ear while she continued to ride me.

"Ugh ... so much," I moaned while caressing the small of her back.

Kat pushed on my chest rocking her hips hard against my pubic bone pushing me even deeper into her warm depths. I felt a little pop as the head of my cock pushed into her cervix, and then again as I was pulled out.

"Oh ... you're so deep ... I haven't felt that in ages," Kat bellowed keeping up the hard grinding motion.

I matched Kat's rhythm pushing up into her cervix on each thrust. I knew I couldn't stand too much more of this motion as Kat's renewed energy seemed to be pushing me deeper into her vise grip. Without warning Kat let out a throaty moan as yet another orgasm ripped through her quivering body. Her pussy was constricting and milking my cock for all it was worth, and I let out my own grunt as I pulsed my spunk directly into her accepting cervix.

Kat's eye fluttered open shortly after my release. She just smiled looking down at me with a glassy-eyed stare of a well fucked woman.

"You must drive all the high school girls crazy," Kat sighed as she started to regain her senses.

"Well actually ... I don't really go out much," I stated flatly with a deflated ego.

"Right ... you are just saying that to make this poor old hag feel good," Kat cooed with a frown.

"Oh yeah ... you are an old hag alright," I chuckled as I eyed her beautiful figure again.

We embraced into a tight cuddle and it was me this time that let out a soft moan. For some reason this just seemed right. I closed my eyes as I felt a new found peace wash over me, and within minutes I was out cold to the world.

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I heard a soft whisper as my ears stranded to locate the direction of the subtle noise. I was able to determine that it was too random to be the cabin itself. I was still groggy, but something in the back of my mind told me not to stir. Staying perfectly still I willed my ears to pick up the sound, but nothing came. It was then that I noticed NOTHING came within ear shot, and that included Kat's rhythmical breathing that put me to sleep so many hours ago.

Quietly, I moved about the bed confirming my suspicion that Kat was not in bed. It was then that I heard a soft whisper coming from the direction of the door jam. Moving around I shifted my body to push myself off the bed hoping that it wouldn't squeak when I removed my weight from the springs. I don't know why I was being quiet and sneaking around ... it was just that I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach and I learned long ago to always listen to it.

I crept up to the cracked door and peered out the tiny slit. I saw a small orange circle light up and disappear. Someone was smoking in the dark...I smiled inwardly remembering that in all the movies after great sex people having a cigarette to calm down from a sexual high. It was then I heard Kat's voice.

"Yes, everything is going according to plan," Kat whispered. "We are at the cabin and my husband took the bait."

Kat went silent for a while obviously listening to whoever was on the other end of the phone. Kat took another puff of the cigarette and the orange glow lit Kat's still naked body. My arousal started to stir from my quick peak at her toned body.

"I will try to keep outside contact at a minimum and will give you the week to get everything in place," Kat spoke without emotion.

I could tell the conversation was coming to an end when Kat started to shift her body to get up. I wanted to find out more, particularly why Kat had lied to me about not having a phone. I knew my mother would be freaking out, and I didn't want to see her in anymore anguish. My thoughts then shifted to my father and my blood began to boil. I couldn't understand how he wouldn't believe me.

I slipped back in bed and tried to control my breathing to fain sleeping, but my heart raced with anger. I knew taking a deep breath would help; however, I didn't want to risk being caught awake. If Kat lied about the phone who knew what else she was lying about. The only thing I knew was my life was turned upside down the second she walked into my life. She seduced me, she got me fired, she was the reason I was arrested! This new train of thought did little to settle my nerves.

It was then that I heard Kat creep back into the room. It took her another minute to get into bed as I felt the mattress slowly depress. My body went rigid knowing I had to keep up the charade. I then remembered I had to breathe and took a deeper breath than I intended. It was then I felt the soft touch of Kat's caressing hand on my back. I ignored it not knowing if I had been caught or not.

When Kat's hand started to move lower and towards my front my mind shut down and my body gave a little start from the smooth touch. I took a sharp intake of breath when Kat's fingers curled around my thickening shaft.

"Mmm," Kat hummed silently as she started to slowly stroke me.

My eyes opened and my breathing quickened as Kat continued to stroke me back to full hardness. I twisted around and stared into Kat's eyes. Her eyes exuded power and control, and it only fueled my anger even more. I had enough of these games she was playing. It was my life she was wrecking. I quickly flipped over and pushed Kat hard against the bed. Climbing on top I pinned her arms over her head. I waited for her eyes to change and for her control to be lost, but they still blazed with control and power. Kat wanted this; she wanted to be fucked, for me to feel in control. She was keeping me busy ... occupied till whoever on the other end of the phone conversation completed their tasks.

I stuck my cock in her face and she greedily sucked it into her throat. I quickly pulled it back out then flipped her over doggy style. With a quick thrust I was in her to the hilt.

"OH ... FUCK YES," she screamed while bucking her ass back into my pelvic bone trying to get me in even deeper.

I spanked Kat's ass as I pushed her forward with another thrust.

"OOOH ... YES ... AGAIN," Kat bellowed and pushed back again crushing my pelvic bone.

I reared back again and put another hand print on Kat's tan ass.

"Harder ... hit me harder," Kat moaned as she pushed herself to the hilt yet again.

I continued to jack hammer Kat from behind with anger pouring out of my body. Kat was still enjoying this rough treatment, which made me want to hurt her more. I grabbed Kat's short black hair and pulled back roughly as I thrusted my cock all the way in popping into her cervix.

"FUCK ME ... FUCK YES ... SHIT," Kat screamed as she detonated with an incredible orgasm.

I kept up my thrusting as Kat's pussy started milking my cock trying to coax the cum out of me. Each thrust made it harder to keep up my viscous sexual assault as her pussy constricted tighter and tighter. After three more thrusts I could no longer push into her virgin-tight tunnel. Kat collapsed on the bed with her ass still pointed up. Her breathing was labored and her eyes were rolled back from the sear pleasure of the orgasmic waves crashing and cascading throughout her body.

My anger had yet to subside as I gazed down at her prone body. Kat was still gone to the world and I had yet to get my release, my pleasure. My cock twitched with anticipation and was still slightly coated with her sweet nectar. I quickly grabbed my cock and lined it up with Kat's tight rose bud. Before she even realized what was going on I thrusted the head in with all my might. I kept pushing with my weight; however, Kat was now aware and squeezed her taut ass making it nearly impossible to go any deeper.

"AWWWH ... NO..." Kat shrieked in pain.

I kept my weight pushing down against her and growled. Kat twisted her head to the side, and I could she the change in her eyes. She was no longer in control, no longer enjoying this but was rather fearful for the first time. I cracked a small smile happy that I finally broke her control.

"I have never done this before," Kat meekly pleaded. "Please stop ... it hurts."

"Loosen up and it won't hurt," I growled out while striking her ass with my open hand.

"OH ... SHIT," we screamed out in unison, Kat from the searing pain from the slap and I from the shear pleasure of sliding in another three inches.

Kat shut her eyes as I reared back for another brutal slap. CRACK ... my palm struck her soft tan flesh again with all my power. Kat's ass relaxed again from the force of the smack briefly before she clinched down hard again, but it was too late as I was fully buried in Kat's magnificent ass.

Kat was softly whimpering from my assault as I just let this new sensation of power and primal urge wash over me. When I finally came to I reached around Kat and brought her up to me while I was still buried in her ass.

"Anything you want to tell me," I softly growled into her ear. She shook her head as a solitaire tear slid down her check.

I kissed it away while I slowly started to strum her clit with my free hand. It must have still been sensitive from her orgasm as she bucked against me, which caused my cock to enter her deeper before being pushed back out a bit. I kissed down her neck and then blew a soft breath causing her to shiver. My fingers kept the steady rhythm on her clit as her breathing again became labored and she was now actively fucking me — no longer groaning with pain, but rather moaning with desire. My pole was now easily sliding in and out of her tight anal chute as she was continuously dripping honey onto my dick from her soaked pussy.

"OH ... FUCK," Kat screamed as her body shivered from another orgasmic wave pulsing through her body.

The pulsing from her quim quickly spread throughout her body and her ass started to constrict and relax with each orgasmic wave crashing through her body milking my cock for all it was worth. I tried to hold on but the vise like grip of her ass was overpowering.

"GHH ... SHIT," I bellowed as a river of molten cum shot out my dick deep into Kat's waiting bowels.

I furrowed my eyebrows trying to fight an overwhelming sense to pass out as her spexnter continued to milk my sensory overloaded cock. My body was flush with heat as I continued to climax for what seemed like an eternity. At least I was able to dislodge from Kat's convulsing body and crashed onto the floor of the bedroom panting. Never in my life had experienced a bliss or euphoric high such as this.

Looking up, I could see Kat still twitching every now and again as she was slowly coming down from her high. Her eyes were closed and her breath was heavy with drool running out of her mouth. She was clearly in an orgasmic coma passed out from her sensory overload. It was only a matter of time as blackness started to fill my field of vision as I slowly blacked out.

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I was still breathing heavily as my senses started to come back to me. I was acutely aware of the ringing in my ears and the black tunnel in my eyes receding. Kat still laid in a crumpled mess on the bed, and I smiled briefly and let out a Tarzan yell again as all my adrenaline was flushed from my system.

Kat was clearly passed out and dead to the world as my yell didn't even make her flinch. I pushed up and off the floor as the hardwood floor sent a chill through my body. I quickly scrambled to my clothes and dressed trying to stave off the cold as the seat on my body started to rapidly cool.

As I pulled on my shoes with a one hop and quickly glanced back at Kat still a sweaty crumpled mass as I headed out of the bedroom door. "She is going to be sore in the morning," I thought to myself as I started to search around the living room looking for the phone Kat was talking on an hour earlier. I made sure that I didn't toss anything and returned all items where I found them.

I hit pay dirt when I looked under the third couch cushion. Quickly searching I found the last number recorded on the phone. After writing the number down I looked deeper into the cell and found the number reappearing numerous times in the past week; however, nothing up to a month before that.

Putting the phone back I could not tell that it had been disturbed. I looked around for another hour but came up empty and I didn't want to risk anymore time as I had no idea how long Kat would stay passed out. Without looking back I slowly walked from the cabin and into the night ... left with more questions than answers.

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The beginning of dawn was just starting to peak through the inky darkness just as I made it to the edge of town. I was starting to wear down from the night's fun with or rather to Kat and the fifteen mile jog back into town. I groaned inwardly as I knew I would still have to attend school in a few hours, which meant sleep was not in my future.

My legs throbbed as I pushed down the street as I faded in and out of the shadows cast by the spacing of the street lamps. I again was cast in shadow when I heard the loud bang of a door being thrown open.

"What do you mean you lost him," a man yelled into a cell phone.

I stopped in my tracks to see what the commotion was at this ungodly hour. That's when I discovered exactly where I was in the city ... right in the heart of the business district ... right by Robinson & Robinson Attorneys of Law.

"This is not my fault ... don't go blaming this on me," Jake Robinson shouted as he slammed the door closed and briskly walked to his BMW 326i. "I am following the plan to the letter ... anyway he couldn't have gotten far that cabin is to far out and there isn't a phone for miles."

With a roar of the engine and the squeal of the tires the black BMW quickly vanished into the darkness of the early morning. I stood in the darkness of the street piecing together all the information together. For some reason I was in the middle of a plot that involved both Kat Gruzin and Jake Robinson that some how involved Mr. Gruzin or was that merrily a coincidence. I needed to know more ... but how. I walked out of the shadows for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. My whole life hung in the balance and I had no idea how or why my life got so confusing and complicated. I was still in high school for Christ sake I am much too young for this to be happening.

With a brief glimpse back at the last direction of the speeding car I crossed the street slowly making my way past Robinson & Robinson's office. The lights still blazed inside the office as Jake vacated quickly after he got the phone call. Jake certainly looked bent out of shape from the discovery of my disappearance ... to tell you the truth he genuinely looked more concerned after my disappearance than at anytime in jail.

"That irked me ... how could my disappearance be worse than being in prison and having your life rest in the balance of the law, the law that unjustly arrested me for a crime I did not commit and there was no evidence provided for it ... yet," I mumbled out load.

I quickly sprinted past the glass facade of the office and safely made it back into the shadows before my legs gave out from under me. I went down with a thud scraping my knee.

"Great," I shouted. "Like a messed up nose isn't enough lets add a shredded up knee."

I pushed myself back up and started to hobble home as I felt the slow trickle of blood start to ooze out.

I prayed my mother would not be awake when I finally managed to get home ... what would I tell her. My mind raced of all the events and ordeals of the past 48 hours ... it was then that it hit me. In a rush to find me, Jake Robinson only slammed his door shut ... he never locked it and I'll bet everything that at least some of my answers residue in that office. 

Rushing back to the front door of the office I quickly pushed my back against the door as I felt it give as I slid into the bright office. Knowing that time was limited as Mr. Robinson would probably be just checking the dirt road for me, before briefly meeting with Kat before coming back.

I spotted a small bathroom off in the corner and headed into it quickly to grab some paper towels to wrap around my knee to stem some of the bleeding and avoid any accidental evidence of my being here. While grabbing the paper towels I also noticed some rubber cleaning gloves and quickly put them on as well. Hey I was already in trouble with the law and they now have my prints on file ... I do watch CSI, you know.

Quickly I taped the paper towels over my knee and went to work searching for evidence Kat and Jake were involved in a plot that somehow involved myself. I found the tape of what I assumed Kat and I were the main stars of; however, I don't see why that would be of any importance. I decided to take it as a memento more than proof of any plot, and kept on looking. The rest of the desk didn't prove to hold any more material that looked relevant and made my way over to the filing cabinet. The files were kept in alphabetical order with nothing under Williams, Gruzin, nor Robinson.

Looking up, I rubbed my eyes that hurt from the bright lights and my head started to throb. Closing my eyes tightly I rubbed my temples and took a deep breath. It had to be Jake Robinson on the other end of Kat's phone conversation right? She did call him when she realized my disappearance from the cabin ... it only made sense.




Car Buff Ch. 03



Opening my eyes the pain from the light returned instantly and turned my head to spare my eyes. The first sight to greet my eyes was a partially open safe. I prayed for a jackpot as I knew not only time was short; but rather places remaining to look were few and far between.

The safe was sparse with a bundle of money, a passport, and a manila envelope. The envelope only had Jake's address of the law firm on it with no return address. Without haste I opened the envelope and found a stack of photographs that looked pornographic in nature. 

"Why would he keep these photographs," I thought to myself. "He could easily find this stuff on the internet."

The last photograph brought everything full circle as staring right at me was Jake Robinson's face being ridden by Kat Gruzin. These had to be blackmail photographs, and the common thread in the pictures and me all lead to Kat Gruzin. It appeared that Kat was playing both Jake and me; however, it still wasn't clear why I was involved and what the final outcome was supposed to be.

Putting the photo back in the envelope I grabbed the tape and headed to the street. I went down the first alley a block up the street and threw out the rubber gloves. The sun was now blazing low in the sky and I figured I had maybe one hour before school started. I didn't want to deal with my parents pestering me on where I have been or my arrest so I headed over to Lee's house instead.

Walking around back I slid down to the egress window for Lee's basement bedroom. I banged on the window and laughed as Lee woke with a start. It took him a few seconds to orientate himself and staggered to the window. CLICK ... the window unlocked and I pushed it open quickly shoving Lee aside.

"Thanks man I owe you one," Lee said with some venom in his voice.

"What?" I questioned with confusion. I had no idea why he would have any beef with me ... it wasn't like he was going through this situation.

"What do you mean what ... I FUCKIN' GOT FIRED FOR YOUR BULLSHIT MAN," Lee boomed.

"Hey I am sorry man ... I didn't know ... I would never do that to you, man, you know that," I quipped back with my arms raised. "I swear to god I had no idea who she was, plus consider yourself lucky that you only got fired, I ..."

"Yeah I know you got arrested," Lee stated quietly. "It's why I got fired ... wouldn't lie about what went down like the fat fuck wanted, though Bobby flipped on you for only 100 bucks."

"What do you expect, the fuck is like 30 and still lives with is mother, and still tries to party with all the high schoolers," I seethed. "You know he only gets invited so he can buy the booze ... anyways I need your help."

I started to explain what happened after Mr. Gruzin attacked me while changing into some of Lee's clothes. Lee did his part by listening intently; however, I had a nagging feeling he didn't believe a word I was saying. When I finally finished he just looked at me not saying a word as if there was some internal struggle to take my word at face value or leave my soap opera life as a work of fiction.

"Here, look at this," I mumbled starting to get angry as I handed over the photos to Lee.

"Porno shoots," Lee questioned raising his eyebrows.

"Just keep looking," I started with a grin on my face.

"Whoa is that ...?" Lee stammered as he looked at the last photograph crooking his head to get a better angle.

"KAT ... thought you might find that interesting. And he is Jake Robinson, the lawyer I told you I met in prison," I quickly finished.

"Okay ... but it still doesn't explain what is going on with you ... if anything this proves Kat is a slut and in to some reality kinky things," Lee said while again turning his head to get a better view of the image as if it was going to help.

"NO ... it proves ... it proves ... well," I stammered at a loss of how it did prove a connection with me.

"Sorry dude ... I believe you that MAYBE these things are connected, but you need, umm, better proof ... come on we are going to be late for school," Lee said.

I was deep in thought as we walked to school on our well beaten path. As we crossed the car lot a small pang in my heart went off ... all this started for the want of a car ... for the want of a car I got a job to make money ... for having a job I met Kat ... for the want of Kat I got into this pickle of a situation. I laughed inwardly for a second at using my mother's expression before it was overwhelmed with sadness. I hated being away from my mom and having her worry about me as she gave up everything for me and my sisters.

"So is that THE TAPE," Lee asked breaking the silence for the first time and snapping snapping my foreboding mood.

"Yeah, it's the tape," I replied with a grin the size of the Grand Canyon.

It was Lee's turn to smile this time as I cocked an eyebrow not totally sure what Lee was thinking and I am not sure I liked it.

"What do you have in mind," I questioned putting my hand up to halt Lee's progress, hopefully both physically and mentally.

"Lets just say film production class will not be as boring as it normally is," Lee chuckled while pointing to the tape.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Lee," I groaned as Lee swiped the tape and took off running. "Sonova bitch," I shouted, chasing after him.

I never did catch up to Lee before hitting school grounds ... lets face it I was in no physical condition to out run Lee who happened to be the captain of the cross country team. I was gasping for air leaning against the door to the main building when my younger sister Ashley snuck up behind me.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Ashley screamed at me with a look of disbelief etched on her face.

"At Lee's, why," I questioned raising an eyebrow.

"WHY ... WHY ... MOM IS HYSTERICAL!" Ashley boomed at me as she pushed me against the door.

I hit me head against the glass and steel door and groaned rubbing me head. My sister just crossed her arms and waited for a better explanation. I stood and started brooding ... this day was supposed to be better than last. After all I did get some proof to help reclaim my innocence even if I didn't know how to fully connect it yet. I just fixed my stare at Ashley and lifted my eyebrow not giving an inch ... I shouldn't care what my sister thinks of this matter. It was then that I thought I was saved as Ashley's best friend Brielle was coming up the stairs to the school's entrance where my sister and I were entrenched in a war of will.

"Hey Ash ... what's up," Brielle shouted our way as she slowly started up the stairs leading to the entrance of pubescent hell.

Unfortunately, my sister did not break her concentration to reply back and continued to stare me down. Brielle was now even with both Ashley and myself looking back and forth between us trying to figure out what was going on.

"What the hell happened to you," Brielle questioned finally breaking the silence.

"Long story," I replied sharply not even bothering to look over at Brielle.

My sister finally broke down as she glanced over at her best friend who still had her gaze fixed on me. She was probably wondering what sort of events lead to a broken noise, a deep gash in my head, and my newly acquired scraped up knee.

"You have your cell phone, Bri?" my sister politely asked doing a complete one eighty in personality.

"Yeah ... why?" Brielle questioned still longing for the answer to her unfulfilled question.

"I need to call our mother for an update on mister convict here," Ashley seethed.

"Oh," Brielle squeaked as she nervously shifted her weight on her feet.

"Whatever ... you might as well tell her I will be sleeping over Lee's again tonight as well," I stated with confidence.

Without a response of any kind Ashley grabbed Brielle's cell phone and started up the hall to her locker. I just rolled my eyes hoping that my mom didn't come straight to school and rip me out of class. 

"Man that would ruin my already ruined life," I thought to myself. I turned and headed down the hall to get my own stuff at my locker.

When I finally arrived Lee was leaning against my locker talking to our normal gang. I rolled my eyes when I saw Lee wave the video cassette to Jim and saw him go wide eyed. That was just what I needed everyone watching me loose my virginity ... well at least they wouldn't know it, and I would have some serious cred for banging a hotty like Kat. I was 10 feet away when Lee looked over at me.

"What took you so long," Lee stated coolly grinning that same shit eating grin he had when asking about the video tape.

"You know the women is wild in the sack and banged me up pretty bad," I cracked back giving Lee the eye to shut his mouth about what I told him.

"Yeah the guys can't wait to see you bangin' that little hotty," Lee replied waving the video cassette.

I had no idea if Lee got my message about leaving my arrest and suspicions about Kat's role in playing me and Jake Robinson. I could care less about him bragging about me banging Kat as long as it stayed at that.

"What is this, Lee," Mr. Roberts stated briskly as he snatched the tape from Lee's hands.

My face flushed quickly and then drained of all the blood as I was mortified even further as our vice principal held my sex tape. I must have been ghost white as Mr. Roberts stared at Lee looking for an explanation.

"It's footage of my last cross country match Mr. Roberts. I was going to edit it in class and send a copy out to my father in Iraq," Lee smoothly lied.

"Oh ... I didn't know your father was in Iraq," Mr. Roberts stammered out losing his cool and authoritative tone for the first time in the three years we have known him.

"My mother doesn't like to talk about it ... you know with the divorce and all," Lee continued his beautiful fabricated lie.

"Well have fun and I hope your father likes it and comes back safe," Mr. Roberts stated clearing his throat while handing the tape back to Lee.

I banged my head against my locker and breathed a sigh of relief as a near bullet was just dodged. I had to thank god Lee could bullshit with the best of them ... probably why I could never beat him at Texas hold'em as I could never read his face. I picked my head up and quickly yanked the tape away from Lee's grasp.

"Sorry, I don't need anymore trouble," I stated as I crammed the tape into my book bag that I pulled from my locker.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful as I quietly slept through most of my classes. It was finally lunch time and I couldn't wait as my stomach started doing flip flops from all the energy I had used last night and this morning without any sustenance to refuel. I quickly got into line and stuffed my hand into my pants looking for some money to buy a couple slices of pizza, but came up empty. It was then I remembered getting into Lee's pants this morning and not bothering to switch my wallet or any money over.

"Great ... just fucking great," I mumbled as I started to head out of the line.

"Wait ... here mom gave this just in case I ran into you today," Ashley called out as she started to head towards me.

Ashley pulled some money out of her pocket and started to hand it over. It was weird because our parents never gave us money to buy lunches as it was to expense and we also packed our lunch. I reached out to take it, but Ashley's hand quickly pulled back.

"But you owe me an explanation of what is going on," she quickly smirked.

God, I hated little siblings, but I was so fucking hungry. I was truly torn. I wanted to eat though what would I tell Ashley. I could give her the PG version ... wait that wouldn't work how could I sum up the last forty-eight hours into a PG version. I don't even think the writers at Disney could.

"Fine ... but don't ask too many questions as I don't think you are old enough ... okay," I stated coolly.

"No deal," Ashley stated and started to turn around.

"FUCK ... fine," I snapped at her.

Ashley turned around and again fixed her gaze at me. I wasn't sure if she was sizing me up or what.

"Fine what," she replied clearly confused about what my final decision was.

"Fine I will tell you ... after we eat," I growled as I ripped the money out of her hand.

"Get me a slice," she coolly stated and started off into the cafeteria.

Lee was clearly puzzled and shouted out at me when I walked past our normal table. I was relieved when he didn't pursue me when I finally walked up to my sister. I told her to follow me to the end of the table. She quickly broke from her friends in mid-gossip and followed me. I offered her the slice of pizza she wanted, which she greedily took and again fixed her eyes on me. She could tell that this was gossip she didn't want to miss.

"First and foremost ... this doesn't leave us ... you can't tell anyone, not Brielle, not Dad, and especially not Mom," I whispered.

She quickly nodded her understanding and leaned in closer to hear. I quickly started in on the story as Ashley listened intently. Not once did Ashley interject like I thought she would as she was too engrossed in my last forty-eight hours of hell. When I finally finished she just sat there looking down at her crust left behind from her pizza. I quickly grabbed it and ate it as I was still starving.

Ashley looked up and started to formulate a question when the bell rang. I quickly grabbed my stuff and again reiterated that she tells no one what I just told her. Without waiting for an answer or her question for that matter I strolled out of the lunch room and into the hallway.

I entered my next class clearly on autopilot as I stopped short of my seat as I noticed a crowd already around it. I totally forgot this was film production class.

"Go away," I seethed to the group of guys.

The groaned and complained but Lee backed me up not wanting to piss me off further. We promised some other time, and they quickly agreed and went to their computer stations. A chance to see a porno later is better than never a chance. Class started and we went about our normal boring projects. It wasn't till about halfway through when Lee looked over at me.

"Hey ... I finished the project, did you?" Lee questioned clearly bored with the class.

"Yeah ... it wasn't that hard," I automatically stated as I surfed the web waiting for the class to be over.

"You want to kill some time," Lee questioned again with the smirk growing on his face.

"Nah," I stated still concentrating on the Web site not daring to look over at Lee as I knew what he was imply to kill some time.

"You sure," Lee stated with more bravado in his voice.

I ventured over a glance to see him waving a cassette in his hand. I naturally freaked out and looked at my book bag wondering how the hell he got the cassette out without me even knowing. Lee for his part just laughed and put the cassette into the tape deck attached to his computer.

"You sonova bitch," I mumbled shooting Lee the death glare.

I started over to Lee when he looked over at Jimmy and winked. I grabbed Lee's hand and twisted. Instead of grimacing in pain Lee just started laughing and pressed play with his other hand. What I saw pissed me off even more as it was the cross country meet from last Tuesday.

"Dammit man ... stop fucking with me," I growled and pushed Lee's arm away.

I went back to surfing the web and occasionally glanced back at Lee's workstation. Every time he was staring at me with a huge smile and seemed like he was giggling. It was starting to irk me, when Jimmy came around the corner.

"What the hell man I thought you said I was going to see the porno action," he grumbled as he threw a cassette tape at me. "If I wanted to see you get your ass kicked by some fatass I would have told Jackson you fucked his girl."

The tape landed in my lap as I sat with a stunned look on my face. What was Jimmy talking about ... getting my ass kicked by a fat man? He was clearly losing his mind. It was then that Lee rushed over took the tape from my lap and pushed it into my tape deck. It started to play as I turned my attention to it. There on my screen was Mr. Gruzin beating the holy hell out of me for fucking his wife.

"Shit," I stated a little too loudly as the teacher picked up her head trying to figure out which one of her students shouted out the profanity.

"Lee, would you please sit down ... if you have a question about the assignment just ask there is no need for cheating," Ms. Bell stated with a mousy voice.

Lee moved back over to his workstation still looking back at my screen clearly as confused by the tape as I was. We both knew where all the security cameras were at work, but we were both unaware of that particular camera. What was even more peculiar was how Jake Robinson came into ownership of the tape. Why would Mr. Gruzin give it to him?

The bell rang signaling the end of class. I slowly stood up and walked out of class with Lee by my side.

"Did you know about that camera?" I asked Lee.

"No ... not a clue about that one," Lee stated as he shook his head. "So if that is the tape of Mr. Gruzin beating the shit out of you ... then where is the tape of you fucking Kat's brains out?"

"Not a clue," I responded.

"Look at the bright side ... no way is a Judge going to take Bobby's word over that video tape ... you are clear man," Lee plainly stated.

He was right about that ... but I still had a nagging feeling about the video tape ... it was almost too convenient that Jake had the tape. Tie that in with the pornographic photos of him and Kat and I was left even more confounded than before; however, I knew with a renewed confidence that I was being played and this pawn was not going to be sacrificed.

The rest of the day went by quickly as I was trying to wrap my head around this evolving puzzle. The last bell shook me out of my speculations and a jolt of electricity coursed throughout my body. I was finally free from this confined hell to go in search for my answers. The electric shook that coursed throughout my body was fleeting though as my body decided it was going to shut down on me from lack of sleep any minute.

I was walking down the hall when Ashley and Brielle came rushing up behind me. They slowed their pace when they came even with me and flanked me on both sides. Brielle was on my right and Ashley on my left leaving my only options to run down the hall or stop dead in my tracks.

"So how was prison," Brielle questioned with a knowing smirk across her face.

I quickly shot an evil stare at my sister knowing she already broke my confidence. I was going to be in holy hell when I got home all because of loose lips ... aka Ashley.

"I didn't tell her," Ashley quickly pleaded.

I gave her the stare again, but she didn't change her pleading expression at all.

"She didn't have to the whole school is talking about it ... Sarah Giller broke her leg and saw you getting arrested at the hospital. So what did you do ... rob a bank, join a gang, sell drugs ... .oh, I know you are a pimp now, right?" Brielle giggled.

I just growled and continued to my locker. I quickly shoved my backpack into my locker and stormed off leaving the girls behind me. I was now relieved that Ashley didn't rat me out; however, I knew it was only a matter of time before she cracked and told my parents. I just hoped it was enough time for me to clear my name. I was out the door and halfway down the sidewalk when I noticed her. Sitting in a Go Baby Go Orange corvette was Kat.

"Fuck ... what is she doing here," I mumbled under my breath as I made a bee line over to the car, while hoping to god my sister and Brielle didn't decide to follow me out.

"Hey ... back for more?" I coolly stated trying to take a queue from Lee and bullshit myself out of this situation whatever it may be.

"You know it stud ... why did you leave me last night," Kat pouted pretending to play hurt.




Car Buff Ch. 03



"Two can play this game," I thought to myself as I was not going to let Kat in just yet that I knew I was her pawn. I need more evidence before I could do that.

"I had school and it didn't look like you had too much left in you," I coyly stated while looking Kat up and down.

"I am ready now," Kat purred.

It was then that Lee came up behind me and punched me from behind.

"Thanks for the tip Miss, but I do believe you gave my buddy a better one ... he won't stop bragging about it," Lee jested as he played along.

"I should be the one bragging," Kat stated looking me up and down for the first time without that look of power. "I never have been so thoroughly fucked in my life and can't wait for the next go. So what do you say want to get out of here and back to the love shack, baby?"

"How about tomorrow ... I am thoroughly drained from walking into school today — among other things — to properly treat you right. I do want to make you pass out again," I chuckled as Kat blushed.

I smiled inwardly knowing that I had some sexual power over this vixen. I was going to need it to buy myself enough time to solve my predicament.

"Okay ... tomorrow it is but stay out of trouble for me, baby ... I really need that horse cock of yours," Kat husked at me while winking.

Both Lee and I watched her peel out and drive away down the street. It wasn't until we saw the tail lights disappear that we both looked at each other with a questioning look.

"What now?" Lee asked.

"Now we find more evidence to see how I fit into their plot ... whatever it is. We already have all the evidence I need for the court, but I don't want to get fucked on some twist we don't know about. But before that I am going to crash at your place for an hour or four," I yawned.

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I hope you enjoyed Chapter Three, and I would like to thank MissZ again for her editing services. As also please don't forget to vote or e-mail me with suggestions, likes, or dislikes. I am hoping to have the fourth installment to follow very soon.