Screw (Hell's Handlers MC 8) - Page 11

Perfect way to spend his new free time.

“Hey, wait up, you little shit,” Missy growled from somewhere behind him.

Luke rolled his eyes but slowed to a stop before turning to face her. Missy trotted down the hallway, tits bouncing and jiggling all over the place as she teetered on those fucking stilts. The sparkles on her silver tank top nearly blinded him as they caught the florescent lights in the hall. Her red leather mini skirt rose so high, she practically showed off her twat, not that she would have given a shit. It’s what she did for a living, for fucks sake, only with a pole and some seriously bad disco lighting.

“What?”

By the time she reached him, she was panting like she’d run a few miles instead of twenty feet down a hallway. Guess shaking it on stage for horny scumbags didn’t do much for the cardio. “G-give me a m-minute,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder as she sucked wind.

Luke just shook his head. As he watched her catch her breath, a memory drifted into his brain. He’d been four, maybe five, right before his old man took off. The three of them had been playing outside their trailer. They’d run around, chasing his mom, laughing their heads off. When Luke finally caught her, she’d let him tackle her to the ground. She was panting, just like today, but laughing as she did so. What he really remembered was the happiness. The love. The free playfulness of childhood.

And it was the last time he’d felt it because his dad ran out two days later.

Shit, where had that come from?

“Okay, I’m good.” She removed her hand and propped it on her hip, which only served to thrust her breasts forward. Thankfully, school ended an hour ago, but the few students still in the hallway stared as they walked by like she was a fucking car wreck no one could avoid gawking at.

After winking at a group of losers, she said, “Streaking across the football field wearing nothing but pasties you stole from me. Seriously, Luke?”

When he did nothing but stare at her, she huffed and rolled her eyes like an actress in one of those stupid soaps she loved. Since she worked night, she was free to watch that garbage all afternoon.

“Why do you always have to be such a fucking screwball?” she asked, with a sneer as she grabbed his arm and dug her talons into it.

He yanked free, smirked, then started backward toward the exit. “It’s all part of my charm, Missy.” As he continued to walk, he lifted his arms in a flourish. “Besides, what the fuck do you care? It’s your fucking work uniform. You should love it. I think you’d be proud I’m following in your footsteps”

Just as he was about to hit the push-bar to open the door with his ass, it opened and in walked Kevin fucking Murphy. Captain of the football team and Luke’s number one tormentor. Behind him Jeremy and Ted, Tweddle Dee and Tweddle Dumb came through the door. Those two couldn’t find their dicks without Kevin guiding them. Their eyes widened at the sight of Missy then they glanced at each other with excited grins like they won some jackpot.

“Hey, Luke!” Kevin said with a huge smile as though they were fucking bros instead of mortal enemies. The evil gleam in his eye made up for the grin.

“Asshole,” Luke said in greeting.

“Lukey!” his mother said on a gasp. “What is wrong with you?” She strutted over and slid her arm around Kevin’s shoulders, physically unable to avoid seeking the attention of every male in her presence. Even those her son’s age. “I’m Luke’s mother.”

Of course, Kevin couldn’t do anything but gape at Missy’s tits. “Hey, Miss Roulette. Nice to meet you. I’m Kevin, a good friend of Lukey’s.” He smirked now, wagging his eyebrows as he looked Luke’s way. Jeremy and Ted snickered like the idiots they were.

“Oh, that’s so nice.” She squeezed him close, mashing her tits against Kevin’s side. The fucker didn’t even try to disguise his boner. “And what a handsome young man you are. I’m so glad Luke has such nice friends in his life.”

Where was that dick he’d wanted to gag on earlier? Cuz he needed it now even more than before.

Kevin moved his leg until he was practically rubbing his jean covered cock on Missy’s bare thigh.

Skilled in this game, Missy pretended not to notice.

Luke didn’t bother with that shit. “Have at her,” he said to Kevin, whose jaw dropped in shock.

Didn’t think I’d call you out, did you?

Kevin’s face flamed and he started to step away, but Missy held him close. “I’d love to get to know Lukey’s friends better. He never brings anyone home.”

Ha, wonder why?

“Seriously,” Luke said. “Go for it.” He grabbed his crotch and gave it a good heft. “Might as well. It’ll make us even since your mom sucked me off last night.”

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