"Get a move on Pedigo, I wanna go home before I clock back in tomorrow."
"Tall order Munchkin." Zach Pedigo laughed at his co-worker and site boss the adorably spunky Stormy Belair. She being a midget the heckle went over like a brick.
"Tom Hardy har har!" She replied connecting his resemblance to the actor. "Don't make me use that dick of yours as a step ladder to punch that smile off your face." She was ready to pounce. "I miss that bad boy by the wayside."
"One time thing Andrea not the Giant."
"You're on a roll today. Do I gotta bring the hay?"
"I just said one time only Stormy. I'm not going to make a habit of having sex with my co-workers." He finished his last connection of siding to the mobile home they were working on. "Cleo is the only exception."
"I thought you was taking Rocky's money to tap Angel. She's a co-worker."
"Again...one time only. I'm still regretting taking Rock up on that offer. Only reason I'm considering it is I wanna see DiVito squirm from how much I make his wife scream." He pauses with a shit eating grin, "That and him trying to resist a hard on with Cleo sitting in his lap."
"Might get ugly." Stormy chuckled. "Especially if he doubles up on his Viagra."
"That's his problem."
"Cleo agree to that?"
"She laughs about it but yeah, she's not gonna tell me no."
"Penis whipped, huh?"
"Something like that. Let's pack up I need a beer."
"Beer? Lightweight! I need a few shots of Jack."
"I'm not jacking off over you." He laughed. "Although it might put some hair on your chest."
"Sayin' I'm manly?"
"You broke a nail earlier. Man in MANicure. You should drop by my daughter's nail salon and have her fix that. Oh, wait! She called off work today. Not feeling so hot, her boyfriend roughed her up in a good way." If only Zach knew that was the furthest thing from the truth. Still relying on his reference in calling Heidi Baker his daughter just to keep the crew from calling him a liar, it was becoming habit forming.
"Lucky her. Only time I get roughed up is in the ring." Stormy being a wrestler it was pretty often. Helping Zach haul their tools back to their van she sighed heavily. "I have a bout coming up here soon. You should drop by the arena and root me on."
"I'll consider that." He puckered just as his cell rang, "Hold up it's my buddy Nick." Answering it Stormy tosses her tools into the van's bed while listening to him. "Hey Nico! What's happening brother?"
"We haven't talked any more about Iris and our agreement. Got time to meet me for a drink after work? I'm buying." Nick Riley sounded chipper.
"I was craving a Budwizzer. We're loading our equipment now. Twenty minutes to get back to the shop and clock out. Let me run home and shower then I'll meet you at Wet Willy's?"
"Wet Willy's!" Stormy chuckled. "I can help with that." She reached for Zach's zipper while he dodges her laughing.
"I'll be waiting."
"You bringing Iris?"
"Nope! I want to discuss this just you and I and plan things out."
"My plan is simple. I call, your bitch cums."
"Gonna take some getting used to Buddy. I trust you and all but...damn!"
"You'll get used to it. Just know I'm not stealing her away...EVER!"
"I believe ya. 6:30 at Willy's?"
"I'll be there. Save us a dart board."
"Gotcha!" Nick hangs up on Zach who lowers his cell to see Stormy struggling to carry their ladder. Hurrying to her side he takes it from her hauling it the rest of the way to their van.
"Who's Iris?"
"My bud's fiancΓ©e, my slut." He had to brag. "Oh! I met a realtor lady yesterday. I'll probably tap her here soon too."
"Take a number, eh?"
"Long line. I have to admit my sex life has gotten crazy since my kid moved in with me."
"Incest?"
"Not what I mean." Zach appeared edgy, "Just...a lucky charm I suppose." He frowned, thanking God that was not the case. While he was all over Heidi Baker, if she were his real daughter it would be a bitch. Thankfully, she had set him up with enough gals to mold his old persona back into what it used to be when he was married. His persona alone but not ex-wife Yushea's cup of tease. She had her own agenda playing behind his back at every chance she got, not into his newly acquired taste of dominance. That was then. He was much happier without her.
"Oh get this...my ex-wife's boyfriend sent me an invite to his new Bar opening. As if I'd give that bastard the bragging rights of showing up so he can rub it in my face."
"I'll be your date. I can kick his ass for you."
"I'm not going Stormy. Thanks for the offer though, he deserves it." More than Zach knew. "It's better I just steer clear of him and my ex. I...don't want those memories back."
"I get that. It's always better to look the other way before crossing any road. Just know I have your kneecaps."
"Thanks Munchkin."
"Munch on this." She pats her inner thighs through her jeans.
"You don't give up do you?"
"Nope! You're gonna chow down on this again one of these days...without my paying you to do it. I got faith."
"We'll see." He laughs. "Get in I'll drive."
"Course you will, I can't reach the gas pedal. Fuck you Pedigo."
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"GOD HELP ME! I know I don't deserve your help but please stop the burning in my asshole. All my freaking holes while you're at it." Heidi Baker carefully inspects her privates using a hand held mirror finding bruises that weren't there yesterday. Heidi Baker was enduring a beating, after her first beating to boot. Her gangbang at Moolah Rouge was taking it's toll. "Forget I asked God. I did this to myself I'll get through it. You help those who help themselves right? I guess I helped myself too much that night." A giggle escaping her agony she rolled her eyes. "I sure know those horndogs did."
In her misery she heard her cell ring, rolling over to get it next to her futon mattress, she had relocated everything low to avoid getting up save to pee or eat. "Cleo!" She answered it quickly, "Hey Girlyfriend."
"Hey yourself. I had a few minutes after classes. I saw you texted me." Cleopatra Teleki sat in her car on campus.
"Yes. I need to talk to you about a couple things. Are we going to Yushea's club opening to support her?" She prayed she would be in shape before then, even more so before that wedding Saturday. Weaver's band was playing there and she was not going to let him down considering she had been avoiding him over the last two days to heel.
"Can't drink but we can go if you want. I'll drive seeing as you don't have a car."