"AND STAY IN THERE!!"
The large brute shouted at me before throwing me a hard concrete ground. I felt like a ragdoll that just been thrown into a toy chest. Ugh! My elbows hit the ground first, sliding a bit, I sound my self on all fours. Regaining what dignity I had left...or was about to lose.
"Nice ass, I bet it will make some horny dyke happy once we send your sorry ass to jail!" That giant fucker said. His words were then followed by a pig-squealing chuckle. Getting to my feet in a hurry, I hoist my hand up with the middle finger out.
"Go eat out your mother, you sniffling cunt-bag!" I growled at him. His smile then disappears, turning into a frown.
"Whatever! We got your criminal ass and there ain't nothing saving you now! Prepare to eat musty pussy for the rest of your life, you bitch!" He shouted at me. And with that, he slams the metal door closed. When I get out of this cell, I am so killing Kyle...if I get out of her. Shit...
Looking over my shoulder, I saw where I was. A medium bedroom size room made of concrete. With two ceiling lights installed that barely brighten up the room. Then there was just one tiny window, a twin size med that looked like a wooden futon with a blanket on it...and two guys?
"Oh! Looky what we have here!" One of the males spoke. Did these cops put me in a cell with men!? What, did they not have a separate female-only cell!
"What you in for sugar?" The other one asked me. I wanted to puke! Not because I was in a jail cell that smelled like moldy socks! But because I was in a jail cell with two guys I knew!
"You know the silent treatment doesn't answer my question." The first one says. Sighing a little, I walked over to the two with my arms crossed over my chest.
"Mayumi," I responded. The two males were classmates of mine that was part of this group called the Hot Seven. I could go into detail, but I have other things on my mind. I will explain the seven later. For now, I will explain who these two are.
"Well, Mayum, why don't you tell us why you're in here?" One of the males asked. This male was Sebastian Edge, he is number four of the hot seven. He is part of the swimming team at our high school/college. I will explain that one later too!
Son of a fashion designer and CEO of some major food company. Sebastian is your goal husband if you want a guy with a trust fund and a future. Plus, washboard abs that are so toned and flat, you can possibly fry eggs on them. With pitch black hair that went to his shoulders and bright blue eyes that could possibly glow in the dark, he was a perfect score for hot in a teenage girl's wet dreams. Not to mention the huge bulge in his pants that gain the attention of even his female counter-part couch.
"I got into trouble with the cops," I responded. He sounded like the rustic superhero you see in movies. No wonder so many girls want to give him their virginity.
"Mayumi...that name sounds familiar," The other male said. This man was Sebastian Noir. Number two on the Seven radar. Son of musician turned music producer, Sebastion is the school's top gymnastic competitor or something. He's on the male gymnastic's team. Although he is not the best, he is the most recognizable amongst the group. Why? Simple, you know how they wear those tight clothes? Well imagine having a tight blue outfit on, and the outline of your big thick 10 inches, not even hard, cock is showing! And no, that is something real with him. He even got penalized and had to perform with his sweatpants on. None the less, he was good at his gymnastics' skills, he even went to nationals.
Anyway, Sebastion body was just hot! With 8-pack abs and a huge cock that would make any girl wet, he was desired beyond words. I am not going to lie, I have had my dreams about him. Especially with those green eyes of his and blonde hair, he was hot beyond words. My only problem was his braces, it made him look sinister sometimes when he smiles.
"I know you!" Sebastion started. Shit, this isn't good! "Your that girl responsible for getting the Mayor fired!"
"Bingo," I responded. I hate to say it, but I hade a name for myself in this city, and it's not a good one. And technically Mayumi isn't my real name. But again, I will explain that later.
"Oh my god, to be in a cell with you is an honor! That guy was an ass!" Connor said with glee. Standing up from his sitting position. He begins to walk over to me, eyes scanning my body as he did it. I couldn't help but look at his zipper. Or morally take a beak. He and Sebastian were dressed plan. Shirts and pants, although Sebastion was wearing an opened shirt as a jacket.
"So, besides getting the Mayor fired and having the whole city somewhat hate you," Conner started. His eyes move from my little-exposed cleavage to my...ugh, huge butt! "Why are you in here?"
"I was escorting my prostitutes home when the cops found me. I let them take me in so my girls could get away." I told them.
"Awww, a criminal with a heart." Sebastion purred.
