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Carla is in a fix. After her date starts trouble with the gang in the old bar. The Insurrections decide to get rough. And she needs a hero. Wonder who'll step up to the plate so to speak?
Grunger watched the woman on the floor. He headed over to her and knelt down in front of her. His stench brought her head up. One deep breath and she gagged and not unsure if she’d be able to stop there.
“You pretty. I want her first. I never get them first.” His voice boomed across the room.
Everyone turned giving him their undivided attention.
“I want her first. I never get them first.” Grunger repeated as he reached his hand to examine her bruised cheek.
She pulled away but only moved a fraction of an inch. Already against the wall Grunger captured her chin in his fingers. He turned her head to the left and back to the right. Carla learned the reputed seeing birds when in pain was true.
Carla sat stunned as if hung in a suspended automation. Sally’s high shrilled voice forced her back into reality.
“I think that’s a good idea. He’s right you know he always gets everybody’s else’s leavings. Don’t you think he deserves something for his loyalty,” She crooned.
Sally’s eyes danced from person to person hoping to get some of the group to agree with her. She was jealous. She also knew as each member passed the piece of fluff on the floor
around Snake might just loose some of his interest. Especially, once he sampled what Sally decided to do to him tonight and bring him back into her loving arms.
Snake made a move to counter act the damage she done when he saw Sally was getting nods of approval from some
of them in the room.
“Next you’ll be wanting her.” Snake pointed to Carla still heaped on the floor. He finished, “Next you’ll be
wanting her to pick who goes first. Yea, like that’s going to happen. Woman go sit down and shut your trap or I’ll shut it for you.” His fist raised threatening to do just that.
Sally still ached from their last physical encounter of a few minutes ago and wasn’t not up to do another battle with him. She cowed and backed away.
“I think that’s a great idea. What fun. Go ahead, pick who do you want to spread 'em for first.” Wrangler piped up as he headed toward the woman.
“Uh-Ugh, no way.” Snake and Tim answered together.
When the banter began to grow loud Grungy stood up and watched the exchange of words.
Thinking now was the time to flee Carla inched toward the edge of the bar.
The slender boot wrapped with a chain missed her leg but caught her skirt. A second pair of female boots now blocked her way.
“Looky here, Chickie, she’s trying to cheat the guys out a fun time tonight.”
“I thought I saw that too, Libs. My Dugger don‘t like no body but me, but the others, well they like variety. Every man needs to enjoy himself and let off some stream.”
Chickie spoke down to Carla. “And honey your just the ticket.”
“Please…” Pleading with the two biker women.
Their evil laugh echoed the confirmation they would be not any help to her. Somewhere a bit of stubborn pride made her refuse to let them see her cry and Carla turned her face away.
He stood right in her line of vision. Expressionless green eyes stared intently back at her. When Hank shifted his weight to his other leg he let his eyes take in the rest of the room.
Tots did the only thing he dared to which was to stand and silently watch keeping his mouth shut.
Tim and another man pulled the two girls away.
Bending over her Tim said, “Ok, we decided you get to pick. So pick.”
By now all four who wanted a piece of Carla stood menacingly close.
One of the male voices began to tell her just what they had in mind to do with her. Growing sicker by the minute Carla knew they where losing patience with her. Quickly drawing to a conclusion before the choice would no longer be hers, she spoke.
Or rather she pointed.
The room hushed. Every head turned toward the man leaning against the bar as if he had not a care in the world.
“You want, Hank. Hank the ugly Hulk.”
She hadn’t looked up to see which female spoke.
Snake piped up with,“Hank don’t do strangers. In fact I
ain’t seen him with a woman since he…”
“Shut-up you fool,” One of the gang warned him.
Sally still pushing for anyone except Snake to have the privilege chimed in, “She wants him; let him have her. I say. It will do Hank good.’’
He shook he head.“Sorry princess not interested.” Lifting
the beer bottle in his hand to his lips he emptied it.
Tots choked. He just handed him a new bottle. A smile crossed the man's old wrinkled face. Hank was very interested.
Hmmm...wonder just how interested Hank the Ugly Hulk is..?
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