I dropped behind the box as the bullets began to fly. Billy growled as I did so. His broken leg did not enjoy the sudden maneuver.
"Oh, I'm sorry, would you have rather us get shot?" I hissed.
"Just get me out of here!"
"As you wish, m'lord."
Of course, getting that done was going to prove a real challenge. I needed something, anything I could use to keep those thugs at bay. That's when I spotted the near by barrel. Oh this was one ex-machina I would never complain about. I yanked off the lid and tossed it over the barrel at the gunmen. A short time later the bullets stopped. They had seen the 'gunpowder' label too.
"That's right boys," I said standing up, "no more shooting today."
I kicked the barrel over and ran out the back door. I ran for the fence line where my car awaited us on the other side.
"Freeze bitch!"
Oliver Wilson cocked his gun.
"Kid, you are not worth all this trouble."
Wilson advanced on us.
"How stupid do you have to be to think you can steal from me?"
"Awe, you think I'm pretty."
"Shut up you idiot," Billy hissed.
"Oh please."
A bullet hit the ground ... at Wilson's feet.
"What the fuck?!" he shouted.
"Did you really think I came here without backup?" I laughed.
He pointed the gun at me again. Another warning shot put him off the idea. I ran for the fence, slipping through a hole I cut earlier. Detective Coultrane kept his eye on the scope of his rifle.
"Get it?"
I threw the fanny pack down at his feet.
"Take it."
I put Billy in my car and drove away.
"Quit bitching," I scolded Billy.
He just glared at me as he hobbled his way into my apartment. We had been to the doctor already, resulting in his fancy new cast. No one knew where I lived so I figured this was a safe place to keep him until I set up the exchange with his parents. Still we'd leave the next morning just to be safe.
"This place is a dump," he grumbled.
"I can always take you back to the warehouse."
"I'm sorry," he said, laying on the bed like I instructed.
The snide cocksure attitude was suddenly gone. For the first time I could see the scared little boy he really was. I sighed.
"Can I get you anything?"
"No."
I sat down next to him on the bed.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
I thought for a second.
"Wanna see my tits?"
"What?!"
What was this crazy bitch getting at? This had to be a trick. She w as the one who got him into this shit. He should still be angry at her. The truth was knowing he was safe, knowing he was going home soon he just felt relieved. She had taken him to the doctor, she was taking good care of him. He was able to look at her a little differently now. Especially that body of hers. God DAMN she was fine. When she wasn't using them to hurt and humiliate him her muscles were very appealing. He just wanted to reach out and squeeze them.
Lord this lady was thicc! Her curves were captivating to him. Billy felt himself get hard at the thought his head had been pressed into her tits just a day before. They were as large as his head and he knew them to be very firm. She seemed to know what he was thinking. That had to be why she asked.
I was very flattered. Billy hadn't been able to take his eyes off my girls since we got here. His boner was very evident. Most of my victims didn't think this highly of me I was sure. To be completely honest I put most my time into my work so I didn't get too much ... male companionship as it were. That might explain while I was in such a teasing mood. Well that and the fact I'm a perverted bitch.
Smiling wickedly, I pulled my shirt off exposing breasts that had no need for a bra. His eyes were wide and his breathing wild. I should have stopped there. I could not. I grabbed his pants and began to pull them down.
"What ...?"
