Chương 129: Gotta Cool Her Off !
Her fingers worked maniacally in her jeans, and she felt her body tense, a firecracker whose fuse had been suddenly lit. Shivers raced up and down her spine. Her entire body began to tremble. Behind her closed eyelids, her eyes crusted shut, Abigail began to see multicolored explosions.
"Shit, the cunt's gonna cum," the first large man said in clear surprise.
Abigail cried out in her glorious orgasm, her voice loud and passionate, and Joey Dangerfield filled her open mouth with a load of hot cum as his cock spurted over her. She didn't seem to mind, focused on the incredible feeling that soared through her, making every individual part of her body scream in unified pleasure. Her face was a mask of streaky, white ooze. Her hair stuck to her face in stringy patches.
Joey jacked himself to a few last dribbles and sighed in relieved satisfaction. Abigail Sanderson sunk to the ground, her lungs heaving, gasping for air. Her white shirt clung wetly to her skin, her breasts visible under the material.
"Bitch so hot, gotta cool her off," the second large man said. He picked up a bucket sitting by the back door, one full of dirty rain water. The bucket sloshed as he carried it towards her.
Abigail looked up just in time to see the man dump the bucket over her, the freezing water splashing over her face and hair. She didn't have the energy to get up or move out of the way. She merely lay on the cement and let it happen. She felt drained, emotionally and physically empty, nothing left but the oncoming realization of what she'd done. She sobbed once, pathetically, holding herself with her arms and shivering.
Melvin shook his head, opened the back door to the club and left her there.
Chương 130: Rock n’ Roll
"Hey!" Bridget Briswell said when she saw Melvin reclaim his position at the bar, Joey only a step behind. Her face brightened with a wide smile. "Guess who wants us to come backstage!"
The blonde bartender appeared and handed Melvin a shot of something hard without asking, and Melvin nodded at her and downed it with a thrust of his head. He wasn't sure what it was, but it burned nicely going down.
"Who?" Melvin said to Bridget, trying to not make too much of a face from the liquor. He already knew the answer, but why ruin the surprise? He placed the empty shot glass on the counter.
"Hey, old buddy," said a familiar scratchy voice, and the purple haired pizza girl a.k.a. punk chick stepped from behind Bridget. She wore a torn purple dress with long purple boots and purple stockings, and Melvin thought she looked like a totally hot female Grimace, the big purple guy from MacDonald's kid meals.
"Stage name's Violet. Kinda sticking with the theme," she said, explaining the amount of purple she wore, matching her hair.
"You guys rock!" Courtney said enthusiastically, standing next to Bridget. Melvin couldn't help but notice the way Bridget had her arm wrapped around Courtney's waist. He hadn't been gone too long, had he?
"Thanks," Violet replied with a wink. "You guys want to meet the band?"
"Can we?" Courtney said, looking like a little girl who just unwrapped a brand new Barbie dollhouse under her Christmas tree. Violet gave Melvin a sly look and smiled impishly. Then she turned back to Courtney.
"Come on, bring all your friends," she said and pulled Courtney forward by the wrist. Courtney flashed Melvin a large smile as she passed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him with them.
"Rock n' roll," Melvin said with a low groan.
"You mean PUNK rock n' roll," Bridget said brightly, closing in behind him.
"Whatever," Melvin said, wondering what would happen to him next.
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