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Hi, my name is Laith
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 | Don't Close Your Eyes-02- |
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 4.9 with 10 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-03-09 19:06:17 |
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I slammed the car door shut and locked it. Not that it would matter if I locked the dxmn thing anyway. It was a piece of shiit.
As if to show that I was right, the rusty volkswagen rocked on its wheels with a groan. Of all cars for my dad to get me he got me THIS.
Instead of thinking more about my piece of shiit car, I walked into the club. It was actually pretty nice looking, except for all the bad memories it held for me. I glanced out onto the now vacate dance floor. Someone was out sweeping it up and the bartender, Alex, was rubbing down some glasses. I watched them for a moment before taking a deep breath and heading behind the bar. I nodded hello to Alex, who gave me a little smile.
"Oh Laith!"
I had the breath knocked out of me as a girl with pale blond hair hit me with a thud. She had her arms around my neck. She backed away and smiled at me.
"Hey Emma." I grinned, rubbing my stomach.
She slapped my arm playfully and let out her beautiful laugh. Her jewel green eyes were framed with black lashes coated in mascara. Her eyes were outlined with black eyeliner which really made her eyes pop...which was the point, of course. She had an hour glass body, and was really developed. She wore skimpy outfits which, once again, was the point. Menson wanted his female workers to expose almost all the skin they could without being completely undressed.
Alex had put his foot down there, so the cleavage was a little bit less but still it was less then what it HAD been.
The male workers just had to wear clothing that was loose and easy to get on and off. We were the ones that had to have se'x with the people, unless they asked specifically for the girls.
Emma was a favorit. I could see the back of Linda's brown hair as she talked rapidly into the phone. Emma took my hand and we walked forward.
"...but, please sir--you don't understand! Your son signed a deal and that deal was that Mr. Menson OWNED him. If you didn't want your son to do this maybe you should have taken better care of him. Even if YOU don't care, I do. I don't want him to get hurt unlike YOU. Menson will hit him hard if he doesn't show up so you better tell him the message or I'll send Laith over there. That's right, I know you don't want another visit from him. He's in an awful bad mood today. Mhm. That's what I thought. We'll be seeing Blake in a minute then." Linda slammed the phone down and turned around in her chair, fuming. She saw Emma and I standing there and smiled,
"Oh good. You made it."
Emma stifled a giggle while I asked,
"So...when have I become so big and bad?"
"Oh you know Blake's father HATES you. What did you even do to him last time?"
"Cussed him out till Blake came down." I shrugged, "What I usually do. It pxsses them off instead of making them think I'm all bad."
Linda laughed and she tucked a stray brown hair behind her ear. She patted the bun on top of her head to make sure none others had come loose. She picked her glasses up off the desk and placed them over her brown eyes. She was reading something and as she read each word she smiled wider and her face became loads more relaxed. Before either one of us could ask what was so great, Jojo popped up.
Jojo looked exactly like Emma except that she had black hair and hazel eyes. I smiled at her and she hugged me close.
"Where's Blake?" she asked with a frown.
"His dad wouldn't let him out again." I replied.
"You missed it," Emma giggled, "He and Linda had a row."
"We didn't row!" Linda replied hotly.
"Oh yes you did!" Emma argued.
"Don't turn her on," a deep voice said from behind us, "That's my job. Looking sexy, Emma. Good job."
Emma winced at my side as Menson walked past, rubbing his hand on her exposed thigh. She said nothing but kept staring straight ahead at Linda, her eyes wide and her mouth a thin line. I resisted the urge to turn around and hit Menson. I would only get hit back, and a helll lot harder.
"Mhm...you as well Jojo. Which one of you want to be my date tonight?" Menson asked.
Neither of the girl's said anything.
"Move, kid." Menson added, shoving me out of the way.
I toppled onto the desk and almost hit Linda.
"Sorry." I muttered, moving out of the way.
Menson had a hand on Jojo's thigh, really close to the edge of her super short skirt. His hand had trailed up to Emma's low cut shirt and push up bra, where her bxeasts were showing. Emma finally shuddered out of his grip, biting her lip.
"Don't even think about it," Linda warned, "If you hit her, I call the cops. I'm sure Alex and the rest of the staff will agree with me."
She nodded her head in the vague direction of the background people. Menson only growled at her and turned to look at Jojo. His hand disappeared up her skirt and she jumped.
"I guess its you and I tonight then Jojo."
"I'm sorry, sir, but I should do my work shouldn't I?"
Menson sighed but kept his hand up her skirt. That's when Blake showed up, his dirty blond hair sticking up in all places and his brown eyes still having an edge of sleep.
"Tell them Linda." Menson ordered.
"We need five dollars from all of you," Linda said her voice brisk, "and today. You shall be moving into a complex across town so that way nobody has to worry about not being able to make it to work. Your parents permission isn't needed. Menson has told the authority not to listen to them and that your all of age."
Emma and I looked away guiltily.
Menson nodded and left to go into his office. Emma and Jojo started to rummage around in there boots which is where they kept their money...during the day.
"Put that up." Linda snapped.
We all paused in the process of getting our money out.
"I'm going to pay for it. Just go ahead and go across. Here's the address. Which one of you drived?" she asked.
"I did." I said, waving a hand.
Linda pressed the piece of paper into my hand and smiled,
"We're providing you with clothing...Menson had your dressers pick it out. Sorry. Have a good day and we'll see you tonight." |
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