(MF, MMF, exhib, mast, size, oral)
by Art Martin
Luke and Shelly's debts are bought out by her new employer, or at least most of them. Still, there are major problems for Luke...
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Approaching midnight and basking in the afterglow of a great sex session, Damien Reed stroked Shelly�s full breasts as she languorously waited to be taken yet again.� �Listen, we have some business to discuss,� he said softly playing with a nipple ring.
�What kind of business,� she listlessly replied.
�You.� You and your pussy.�
�You like my pussy?�
�I love your pussy, Shelly.� Love your tits too. But seriously, the Judge and I had a talk this afternoon after you had left the courthouse to go home.�
�I didn�t go home, remember.� Deacon Jones took me��
�I know, I know.� He won�t be able to hurt you ever again.� I should have fired him last week when he was mistreating you.�
�Why didn�t you?�
�He�s a vindictive man and he would have caused a lot of problems, not only for you, but for me as well.� Besides, he was good officer.�
�He�s a creep!�
�Maybe so, but� forget about him.� He probably won�t live through the night.�
�Ohhhh, don�t say that!� she cried.� �I don�t hate him that much.� I don�t hate anyone that much!�
�You are the best, you know that.� You�re drop dead gorgeous, a total whore and you�re a sweet, sweet girl.�
�Is that a compliment?�
�I forgot to add that you�re the best fuck in the county and you give the best blowjobs.�
�Well, that is a compliment.�
�Like I was saying, the Judge and I had conversation about you and Jake Stringer.�
�Jake? What about Jake?�
�You�re his whore.�
"I only do what my husband asks of me," she defensively replied.
"Like I said," Reed continued, "you're Jake's whore."
�You have a problem with that, Sheriff?� she asked coquettishly.
�Not exactly.� The problem is the business deals he made on your husband�s behalf.�
�We needed a new roof, a new refrigerator and we needed to get the truck fixed.� Jake arranged all that and I�m happy to help Luke out,� she dutifully defended.
�What the Judge has in mind for you is much more than petty whoring.� Your pussy is worth a lot to us.� You proved that with the governor and with the banker.� Now the Judge strongly believes in the sanctity of a contract, so he proposes to buy out your outstanding contracts.� I�ll speak with Jake tomorrow and make a deal with him.�
�You mean I can�t have sex with anyone?�
�You can have sex with whomever you please, but you�re not going to be whored out at PawPaw Quibly�s cock fight tomorrow night.� In the meantime, we�ll take care of the outstanding balance for the truck.� The refrigerator� I know Jake�s daddy� I can�t do anything about that, so you�ll just have to continue spreading them for the old man.�
�Is that all?�
�No, suck my dick, sweetheart, I�ve got a need to have my cock up inside you.�
�Again?�
�Yes, again.� You complaining?�
�Oh, not all.�
*****
Sunday morning, the pounding on the front door woke Toni first.� She poked Jake in the side.� He snorted and then continued to snore as the incessant knocking continued.
�Jake!� Jake!� Jake!� she called while shaking his hairy shoulder.
�Wha?�
�Jake, someone�s at the door!�
�Wha?�
�Someone�s at the door.� Go see who it is.�
The big man started awake and tried to roll out of bed like he always did, except that Toni was in the way.� He rolled the other way, and was blocked by Megan�s nude form.� He sat upright and glanced around the familiar bedroom, except it was different somehow.� Then as the knocking continued he realized it was because of the new crib in the room, the crib where his new son slept soundly.� �Shit, they�ll wake the baby,� he muttered as he scrambled out of the sack.� Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was only seven fifteen AM.� �What the fuck?� he cursed softly.�
Per his usual, he didn�t bother putting anything on, preferring to answer the door in the nude at this time of morning.� Brazenly he opened the door, relishing the chance to shock and offend anyone who would dare disturb him this early on a Saturday morning.� �Reed!� Ya know what time it is?�
�We need to talk, Jake.�
�Well, shit, come on in then.�� Jake turned and plopped down on the sofa while the Sheriff closed the door behind him.� �Have a seat, Sheriff!� he offered pointing to a club chair.� �Now what in fuck is so important this time of day?�
�Shelly Blalock.�
�Oh, did ya get her out of that bar, last night?�
�Yes, I did, and I want to thank you for the tip.�
�What tip?�
�The purple Cadillac.� We were looking for it in connection with an armed robbery and double homicide.�
�Ya don�t say?� Well, ya really need to thank my boy, Horsefly.� He called me and told me what was goin� on.� I knew there was trouble afoot, so I called you.� Ya arrest those two guys?�
�Not exactly.� Let�s just say the taxpayers have been spared the expense of a trial.�
�Oh, I see.� Well, is that all you wanted; to thank me?�
�No, I'm here on another matter.�
Jake's eyes got big and he jumped up, �Oh, wait here!� I�ve got something to show ya!�� His hairy naked bulk disappeared into the house, a moment later he came out holding his baby son.�
�Sheriff Reed, met my new son, Jake, Jr.!� the proud father beamed.
�I didn�t know Toni was pregnant.�
�She wasn�t.� I knock up Megan.� Ya remember Megan, don�t ya?� Toni�s friend.�
�Oh, yeah.� Nice fuck,� replied the Sheriff as he offered the child a big finger to grab.� The now awake the baby declined the finger, but cried out lustily.
�Time for some titty sucking,� Jake quipped as he turned to take the hungry child to its mother�s breast.
After a moment, Jake returned scratching his head.� �You want to get dressed?� the Sheriff asked still amazed of Jake�s brazenness after all these years.
�Naw, now that I�m awake, once you�re gone, I�m gonna mount the kid�s mama and fuck the hell out her.� Why bother getting dressed?�
�I suppose you have a point, Jake.� Now, let�s get to business.��
As the men began to talk, Toni had risen and prepared coffee and delivered it, modestly covered with a thin robe.� �Good morning, Damien,� she cheerily greeted handing Reed a cup of black coffee while letting her robe fall open for his benefit.
Sliding his free hand over her tit, he responding, �You�re just as cute as ever, Toni.� But, I�ll have to decline your invitation this morning.� Rain check?�
�Oh, pooh!� she pouted.� �What�s a girl gotta do to get laid?� Well, as a taxpayer of this town, I expect you to collect on that rain check, Sheriff, and sooner rather than later.�
�Leave the man alone, Toni,� her husband grumbled.� �We�re talking business, not pussy.�� Reed and Jake�s eyes met and the two old friends laughed at Jake�s little joke.
�Now, O�Ryan and Henderson, they�ll be no problem,� stated Jake.� �They�ll take the money gladly, so long as they can still get a little now and then.�
�That�s no problem,� replied Reed. �What she does in private is her business.�
�I�m glad to hear ya say that, �cause I�m gonna be between those legs a lot, no matter what ya say.� She�s my whore.�
�Yes, she is your whore, Jake, but from now on that�s for personal use only.� No whoring her out at P-Willy�s, or Quibly�s, or any other place.�
�See, now that�s a problem, Damien.� Both the Quibly�s and I are expectin� her to turn us a nice profit at the cock fight tonight.�
�No, absolutely not!� Work something out with Jetter and his old man.�
�What if they won�t cooperate?� Jake reasonably asked.
�You tell them that if they don�t cooperate, I�ll shut their ass down!� Reed declared.� Jake was certain he meant it too.
�Ya can�t be serious?�
�I am serious, Jake.� You whoring her out comes to an end, right now.� Work something out.�
�Hmmmm, maybe that�ll work?�
�What, Jake?�
�Never mind, but I�ll take care of it.�
�Good, then it�s settled,� Reed said and prepared to go about his business.
�Wait a minute!� Twice, I promised Horsefly that he could have a go at her. Twice!�
�No, Jake.�
�Look, if it weren�t for Horsefly, ya might not have found Shelly and those fellas as quick as ya did.� He�s a hero.� I can�t go back on my promise to him, Reed.� I can�t and I won�t!� It just ain�t right!�
�Okay, okay.� Just this once, you can give her ass to this Horsefly.� Deal?�
�Ya got a deal, Sheriff!�
*****
Luke didn�t sleep a wink that night.� Right away Shelly noticed when she got in that something was wrong, but he wouldn�t tell her what. Of course she figured that he was upset that she had slept out the past two nights.� She wanted to tell him what had happened these past two days, but he was disinterested at best.� Finally she hit upon the huge pay check she�s received, but she couldn�t show that to him because it was still in Deputy Jones� car along with her the pretty dress the Judge bought her.�
Tired from a night of fornicating with the Sheriff, she really couldn�t concentrate of getting to the bottom of Luke�s morose mood.� Besides, she already thought she knew what the problem was and to her, it was no big deal as it was direct consequence of doing what he had wanted and demanded that she do. �He�ll get over it,� she confidently told herself.
Needing to get some sleep, she took off the baggy sweat shirt and sweat pants the Sheriff had given her this morning and sprawled out onto her bed.� Just as she was about to doze off, her nap was interrupted by Toni and Megan who came by to show her Jake�s baby.� As the three women oooed-and-awed over the young boy, Jake came by and fetched Luke to take care of business.�
Jake explained the new situation to Luke, but Luke was beyond caring.� Everything else was a trivial matter considering his problem with Jess Baker.� Listlessly he half listened to Jake's plan to buy out Shelly�s contract with O�Ryan and the Henderson.� His only role was to peel off the money from the roll of bills Jake had handed to him to pay off his creditors.�
Things didn�t go so smoothly over at the Quilby�s.� Jake, Jetter and the old man got into a heated argument, but Luke wasn�t interested even though it was his wife�s pussy that the three men were talking about.� A deal was made, even though the terms were quite fuzzy to Luke.� The Quibly�s and Jake all seemed to be satisfied, so whatever it was, it was fine with him.� Again he peeled off several hundred dollars to buy out the contract on his wife�s ass.�
As they drove back into town, Luke realized that he still had at least a hundred dollars still in his pocket.� �Jake, I got a problem that I need yer help with.�
�What kind of problem?�� Luke proceeded to tell him about his dilemma with Jess Baker, but left out most everything concerning the seriousness of the possible retribution against him.
�Look, I ain�t got nothin� to do with that deal,� Jake said declining to help him out, �but if ya want, I�ll ride over with ya and watch yer back.� Look, I can�t be part of selling her ass anymore, ya got that?� What ya do with yer wife is none of my business.� I can�t afford to get crossways with Sheriff Reed and Judge Mecom, and quite frankly, neither can ya.�
Knowing that Baker wouldn�t try anything with a witness around, Luke directed Jake to the address he still had in pocket.� While Jake waited in his truck, Luke walked up to the door and knocked.� The door opened and there stood Jess Baker towering over Luke�s smaller frame.
�Well, well, well, if ain�t the little boy who can�t control his slut whore of a wife.�
�Jess, look, I didn�t mean to not to deliver.� She never came home last night.� Here�s your money back.�
Baker took the cash and stuffed it in his pocket.� �So ya think that�s all there is?� Ya think this over?� Ya made me look bad in the eyes of my men.�
�Jess, I said I was sorry.� She never came home.�
�I ain�t interested in yer problems, sonny boy, I�m only interested in the problems ya made for me.� Ya understand?� I told ya what would happen if ya crossed me and ya crossed me.�
�Look, how about tomorrow night?� I�ll bring her.�
�I already told ya, ya cross me and we�d just take her slut ass whenever we wanted.� I intend on taking her too, just you see, and I ain�t paying a dime for it.� Now beat it, ya frigging weasel before I lose my temper with ya and do something we�ll both regret.�
Returning to the truck, Jake asked, �How�d it go?�
�Not real good,� the younger man replied. "Holy fuck, Jake.� I'm in deep, deep shit."
*****
With their business finished, Luke was surprised that Jake didn�t head right home, but instead detoured to the black section of town.� Pulling up to a rundown trailer that was hardly bigger than a camper, Jake stopped and told Luke to wait for him.� By that time the heat of the day had set in and it was hot sitting the truck out in the sun.� Luke, used to the heat, hardly broke a sweat as Jake talked to an enormously large black guy who was stripped down to a pair of shorts.� He couldn�t hear what was being said, but the black guy seemed to be very happy about whatever Jake was telling him.�
It surprised Luke to see Jake wave for to him to come join them.� Luke shrugged and exited the cab of Jake�s pickup and then followed the two inside the shabby trailer.� Once inside, Luke was appalled at the squalor; this was worse, much worse than the trailer he and Shelly had lived in before buying the house.
�Massa Luke, ah�m pleased t�meet ya!� the big black greeted with a toothy smile.� Luke took the offered hand and was amazed at the size and strength this man possessed.�
�Horsefly here is gonna roll us up a number,� explained Jake.�
Luke was no stranger to weed, but it had been some time since he had access to it from a high school buddy.� Toking up, he felt the familiar curtain slowly descending, giving everything around him a surreal look.� Jake was definitely in a celebratory mood, and Luke chalked it up to the new baby.� Generously he paid Horsefly for a half gallon bottle of cheap wine that was in the refrigerator, passing it around for all to partake in to sooth the harshness in their throats.� As he got more and more stoned, Luke forgot about his problem with Jess Baker and just enjoyed the comradery with the other two men.� The dichotomy between Jake and big black struck Luke as odd.� First there appeared to be a genuine fondness between the two, yet there was no doubt as to who stood where in the pecking order of things.�
Then the strangest thing of all happened.� Jake told Luke that he wanted to show him something.� He then told Horsefly to stand and drop his pants.� To Luke�s surprise , the big black did just that. Not only that, but to Luke's utter amazement, Jake took the man�s huge cock in his hand saying, �I wanted ya to see this, Luke.� Ya ever seen a dick this big before?� Now old Sheriff Reed, he�s a big cocked bastard too, but he don�t compare to Horsefly.�� By the time Jake finished talking about the huge black cock in his hand it had swollen to a truly monumental size.� Jake began to laugh, almost hysterically, and the laughter was soon infectious, even though Luke had no idea why he was laughing so hard, other than the whole cock show had been outrageous.�
Once the infectious laughter had died down, another smoke was passed around and the mental haze thickened.� To Luke it now seemed perfectly normal that the black guy was and remained totally naked.� It also seemed to be perfectly normal when Jake instructed his helper to lie back and beat off.� Horsefly, always eager to please his boss, did just that and ejaculated an amount of semen that was nearly supernatural.�
As distracted as he was by his situation with Jess Baker and then with the impaired mental capabilities as they started smoking pot, Luke never did realize that this was the black that Jake wanted Shelly to fuck.� Instead he was simply drifting in a surreal world where everything and anything was very funny.
With the time distortion brought on by the weed, Luke had no idea how long they stayed in the cramped squalid trailer, but the fresh air blowing through the cab of the truck seemed to have revived him somewhat by the time they arrived back at Jake�s.� It didn�t surprise Luke that Jake was ready to rut when they arrived, but Jake�s two women weren't home.� With no pussy available, he took Luke to the Jenkins� house where Julia was tied up to her bed.�
Luke followed Jake up the stairs and through the shattered doorway.� Luke was stunned by what he saw.� Jake immediately addressed his captive, �Hi, ya, slut.� Ya ready to be fucked?��
He was even more stunned to hear the unpleasant woman beg Jake to take her and put his baby inside her.� Still stoned, he watched like a zombie as Jake fucked the howling, begging woman.� Having completed the act, Jake dismounted the still bound woman and offered her to Luke.� Stoned or not, Luke wasn�t about to rape anyone, Julia Jenkins in particular and he fled the house.�
In the safety of his own kitchen he heard noises, familiar noises, the sounds of the bed squeaking rhythmically.� �That slut is in there fuckin� somebody,� he muttered.� Not caring who was enjoying his comely wife, he went to the refrigerator and pulled out a beer.� The cold liquid felt heavenly on his parched throat.� �Must be O�Ryan,� he thought, then he remembered that O�Ryan had been paid off.� �Can�t be Henderson either,� he reasoned.� Curious as to who was screwing his wife, he went and stood in the doorway to watch the copulation taking place.� �He�s a big fucker,� he thought as he took a sip of beer.�� He laughed inwardly at the sight of his wife�s toes curled up as her feet bounced about in the air.� It was quite a show, the drunken husband thought.
The man�s motions became erratic and Luke knew that the bastard, whoever he was, was sperming his wife�s cunt.� He stopped thrusting altogether and a few moments later, rolled off to the side.� As the two men�s eyes met, there was instant recognition by both men. Luke�s stomach knotted as he looked into the baby face of Jess Baker who was grinning broadly.�
�Where ya been, kid?� the big neckless man asked grinning.� �After our little talk, I decided, what the hell, I paid for it, so I might as well enjoy it.� And let me tell ya, I really enjoyed it.� So did the little lady.� Yes, siree, ya got a mighty fine piece of ass here, kid, mighty fine.� Say, ya want sloppy seconds?� I�ve been pounding this slut for nearly two hours and she ain�t near ready to quit!�
Baker rose from Luke�s bed and slowly dressed.� By that time, Shelly was aware that her husband was home and she sat up to gauge his reaction.� She could tell that he was angry, very angry and waited for him to explode into a rage.� Baker slipped on his shoes, turned to Shelly and said, �Nice to see you again, whore.� I�ll see ya again soon.� Promise.�
Buttoning his shirt, Baker slowly approached Luke who was still standing in the doorway. He stopped about a foot from Luke who was standing his ground, still wondering how he could take this guy down. �She�s a fine fuck, boy; mighty fine," the grinning bully taunted. "I�ll see ya Monday at the shop.� Now be a good boy and say, �Yes, sir,� and get the fuck out of my way.�
�Think, think, think,� Luke was saying to himself.� Suddenly his feet were raked out from under him and he hit the floor with a thud. As Baker stepped over him, he made sure that he stepped on Luke�s left hand with his heavy work boot. �Ahhh!� Luke cried out.
�Oh, sorry, boy.� I didn�t see ya down there,� Baker said in a parting shot.
Before the front door slammed shut, Shelly was at her husband�s side, nursing his hand.� �Are you alright, Luke?� Are you alright?��
�Yeah, yeah, yeah, I�m fine! I�m fine!� he declared while pulling his hand away from his wife.��
�He did that on purpose!�
�Ya think?�
�He did.� I saw him.�
�Ya have fun with him, Shelly?� Luke asked sourly.
�Yes, I mean� I thought he was a friend of yours from work.� I remember seeing him��
�Seeing him?� Ya mean screwing him!�
�He said you owed him and that you told him to come over and to do whatever he wanted with me.�
�Did he?� Did he do whatever he wanted to ya?�
�Yes� You mean you didn�t send him over here?�
�No, goddamnit, I didn�t send him over here to screw ya!�
�Oh, Baby, I�m sorry!� I�m sorry!� I, I didn�t know.�
Luke got to his feet and kicked a pillow across the room. �Aw, shit, Shelly!� This should�ve never happened!� It�s all my fault!� What a fucking mess I�ve made.�
�Why did he say you owed him?�
�I do owe him! Shit!�
�Why do you owe him. Luke?�
�Because I sold yer ass to him for last night; him and his crew.� We needed the money and I didn�t think ya mind.� I never should of done that.� Never!�
�It�s okay, baby.� It�s okay.� I�m not mad at you, Luke.� If you wanted me to do that, I would have done it.� You know that.�
�Yeah, I know that!� Boy, do I know that!�
�Don�t be angry with me, Luke.�
�I ain�t angry with ya, Shel.� I�m angry with myself.� Fuck! He�ll be back, ya know.�
*****
Luke went out back to get some fresh air and to think things over.� �How am I gonna tell Shelly that I gotta quit my job?� How am I gonna tell her that we�re gonna have to move?� Move where?� Aw, Jesus, I�ve really fucked things up.�
He was nowhere nearer a solution to his problems when Jake poked his head out of the Jenkins� backdoor.� �Hey, Luke!� C�mere!�
�I ain�t having no part of that shit, Jake.�
�What are ya talking about?�
�Rape, that�s what!�
�Rape?� Who�s raping who? Oh, her!� Hey, I ain�t raping her, I�m fucking her.� She loves it!�
�Oh, yeah, right!�
Jake frowned and disappeared briefly inside.� To Luke�s astonishment, Julia stepped outside completely nude.� She didn�t appear to be distraught in the least.� He saw Jake poke at her from behind the door and then whisper something in her ear.� She turned and asked sweetly, �Luke, would you like a glass of iced tea?�
�Ice tea?�
Jake whispered something else to her.� Julia turned and giggling said, �How about if you come inside and I�ll suck your dick?�
�My Lord,� Luke intoned, �if this don�t beat all.�
Luke looked back at his house where his wife was and then looked back at the naked neighbor woman.� �She ain�t half bad,� Luke assessed.�
�Why, thank ya, kindly, Ma�am," he replied with a smile.� "I think I will have a glass of iced tea.� As soon as he said that, she and Jake disappeared inside, leaving the door open for Luke.� The effects of the marijuana had pretty much dissipated, so Luke was fairly sure that he wasn�t just seeing things. �As incredible as it was, Julia Jenkins, self-righteous prude and all around nasty neighbor, had in fact come outside nude and asked him if he wanted a blowjob.� �This has been a weird ass day,� he said.� Taking a parting glance back towards his house, Luke crossed the common driveway and entered the Jenkins� home.�
When he stepped inside the kitchen he saw Jake, sitting in a chair with Julia sitting on his lap.� They were both obviously naked.�� �Uh, where�s David?�� At the mention of the name of her husband, Julia�s expression turned into one which he was very familiar with.�
�I�ll have to pick him up later,� answered Jake.� Julia immediately snapped her head around to look at Jake.
�Now, now, now, be good,� Jake said in a soothing voice meant to calm her.� �Why don�t ya tell Luke here, about our new arrangement?�
Julia snapped back around to face to Luke and in a strange, almost robotic tone declared,� �I�m Jake�s whore� just like your slut wife.�
�Jesus, Jake.� What did ya do to her?�
�What all women need and want.� Fucked her.� Fucked her until she was begging for more. She loves to fuck; don�cha, slut?� Now be a good little whore and give our good neighbor here a nice dick sucking.�
Julia immediately moved from Jake�s lap.� It wasn�t until she knelt before Luke did he notice that her hands were tied behind her back.� Once in position, she looked up a Luke with an expression of anticipation.
�Yer gonna hav�ta help her out, Luke,� stated Jake.
�I ain�t gonna rape her,� replied Luke.
�Who said anything about rape?� She�ll suck ya off, willingly.� Ain�t that right, slut?�� Luke glanced back down at the kneeling and bound woman and saw that her expression had not changed as she looked up at him.� �Look Luke, I�m promising ya, just take yer dick out and she�ll do the raping.�
Luke reasoned that the effects of the powerful weed they had smoked at Horsefly�s trailer was still having a lingering effect.� It had been a strange and difficult day for him and he wasn�t at all sure what was real and what he imagined.� Finding Jess Baker helping himself to his wife, that seemed real enough, especially considering the throbbing pain that still lingered in his hand.� But this whole deal with Julia, Julia the Terrible, it just couldn�t be real� or could it?
�She�s learning what it really means to love thy neighbor,� chuckled Jake.�� �Now give the lady what she wants, Luke.�
�What the hell,� muttered Luke as he unzipped his jeans and fished out his cock.� He really expected her to start screaming, so he was surprised when Julia leaned forward and gobbled up his dick.
�That�s it, slut, suck his dick,� growled Jake as he stretched his barefoot forward and goosed her between the legs.� Luke was expecting her to protest the degrading molestation, but she continued to suck and even spread her knees apart to give Jake's foot better access to her cunt.� After a minute or so of apparently toe fucking her, Jake withdrew his foot.� Holding his foot up so that Luke could see he said, �Look at how wet she is, Luke.� Wet and ready.�
Jake then rose and pulled Julia from Luke�s now hardened pecker.� Quickly he positioned her on her knees, hands still tied behind her back with her face pressed sideways against the kitchen floor.� A moment later Jake was sliding into her cunt with an exaggerated cartoonish expression of bliss while Julia moaned in approval.� �Man, ya gotta try some of this low mileage pussy, Luke,� the big man said as he fucked the bound woman.� Pulling his glistening rod from the prostrate woman, Jake told Luke, �Now Luke, it�s time ya love yer neighbor like the Good Book says ya should.�
By this time all doubts that Luke had about rape verses consent were gone and he quickly unsnapped and unzipped his jeans.� As he kicked is jeans free from his ankles, Jake said, �Look, Julia.� Ole Luke here�s gonna give ya some dick, slut.� Now just ya relax.� Yer pussy was meant to be fucked, so just enjoy the Lord�s greatest gift.��� Jake then sat back down to watch his conquest be taken.� It especially pleased him that Julia was pushing her hips back as Luke fucked her from behind.�
�Be sure and cum in her cunt, Luke.� She likes it better that way.�
*****
Luke was pleased to see Shelly cooking when he returned from the Jenkins.� Looking back over her shoulder from the stove and the frying pork chops Shelly asked, �Where have you been?�
�I was just next door.�
�You go to see the baby or its mother?�
�Uh, neither.�
�You�re not angry with me, are you, Luke?� asked Shelly.
�No, baby.� I just stepped out to think and Jake called to help him out with something.�
�Oh, okay.�
�Uh, ya ain�t goin� to the cock fights tonight.� Me and Jake took care of that.� Roof�s all done and taken care of.�
Seemingly unconcerned with her husband's the good news, Shelly said, �Sheriff came a little while ago while you were gone and returned a few things of mine from Deacon Jones� police car.�
�What things?� her husbanded asked suspecting that she had been screwing again.
�Well, my dress and my paycheck!�� Shelly reached over to the counter, picked up the pay check and handed to her husband.
Luke was about to ask her why her dress was in Deputy Jones� car, but once he saw the magnitude of her first paycheck, all questions of Shelly out fucking Deacon Jones became irrelevant.� Instead he uttered a low whistle and said, �That judge ya work for, he really must like ya.�
�I really think he does.� He�s a sweetie.�
�Tell me something, Shel.� Are ya planning on leaving me?�
�No!� What on earth makes you ask such a question?�
�It just that� well, yer so pretty and all, and everybody wants to screw ya, and I jus� figured that maybe the Sheriff and ya� ya know?�
�No, I don�t know.� Damien likes me and likes to screw me and all, but I don�t think he�s interested in taking me away from you, Luke.�� For one thing, I have a husband, secondly he�s too busy and��
�Were ya really there when they shot those two fellas?�
�Yes,� she replied in a whisper.�
�They just shot them down like dogs?�
She had tried not to think about everything she had seen, but one thing she did remember� �Those two boys, they fired first, Luke.� Sheriff is really upset that they didn�t just give up.�
�It�s just all the rumors I�ve heard about him over the years,� Luke replied.� �Are any of those rumors true?�
�I don�t know, Luke.� I really don�t know.� All I know is that he walked into that bar all alone, just like at P-Willy�s.� Everyone in that room was afraid of him.� He grabbed me, hauled me outside and no one tried to stop him.� Then those boys drove to where he and his men were waiting for them, blocked the road and all the shooting started.�� They should have just given up.�
�How did ya wind up naked with those two boys?�
�Deacon Jones� He started it.� He��� Shelly�s explanation of the events of Friday afternoon� was interrupted when Jake strode into the kitchen as if he owned the place.�
�Luke, ya need to have Shelly�s ass over at the Quibly�s before eight o�clock.�
Turning to Shelly, he said, �Wear this, slut,� as he tossed a red bikini onto the table.
�What the hell, Jake?� We had that all settled,� said Luke.
�We did settle it and ya was there.� Ya know the deal.�
�I thought��
�There ya go, thinkin� again!� said Jake with a shake of his head.
�But��
�No buts about it, a deal is a deal and we made a deal today just like the Sheriff wanted.� If ya recall, Luke, she won�t be used as a whore tonight after the fights, but she will be in the big show.�
�The show?�
�Yeah, the show.� There�s gonna be drawing.�
�Ya said, no dogs, Jake!�
�Ain�t gonna be no dogs, Luke!� Shit, didn�t ya hear anything we said?� �Cause ya certainly gave yer blessings on the deal.� Now, she�s gonna be the night�s finale.� Ya know, give the crowd a thrill and a chance to win a suck or a fuck� that�s all.� No dogs!� Shit, what�s with ya today?� That�s the deal we made to pay off yer debt on the roof.� After the show is over, ya can take her home.� Now, ya think ya can find yer way out there without getting� lost?� I gotta take care of providing some alternate entertainment, so I can�t drive ya.� Is that asking too damned much of ya, Luke?�
�Okay, okay, okay� I just thought��
�Damn it, Luke.� Don�t think.� Just do it or the whole fuckin� deal is off!�
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To be continued...
ROOM WITH A VIEW concludes in Chapter 30