Page 30 of Rue

Sailor was shaking, her eyes tracking Davon as he returned to the wall. The girl was there waiting for him, smiling up at him. He leaned against the wall and pushed her to her knees in front of him, pushing his shorts low for her. The girl started sucking his cock right there in front of everyone.

Sailor noticed then that they weren’t the only ones. There were four others on that wall doing the same thing. Two seatsover, a girl was riding Mig out in the open, his head back and eyes closed.

Sailor turned away, and her eyes locked onto Davon’s again. He was staring at her angrily as the girl sucked him off.

Sailor turned, twisting on Geo to hide her face in his neck.

He only chuckled as he downed the rest of his beer and lifted his hand for a new one.

Music, shouting, talking, and laughing all seemed to press in on Sailor as she curled up there, trying to hide from it. Geo spoke to dozens of people, but she never looked at who. He laughed and joked and listened to boastful stories. He even did some business.

Sailor never looked out once.

Not until well after midnight. Geo had gone from resting a hand on her hip to stroking her back as he talked and joked.

Finally, someone mentioned her and asked who she was, and Geo jostled her. “Rue, turn ‘round here. Rue, this is my boy Trey. Trey, this is Rue.”

“She cute,” the man noted as Rue peeked at him. “Them titties is nice. She looks tiny as fuck?”

“She is,” Geo agreed.

“Tiny ones is always mouthy bitches.”

“She is,” Geo laughed again, putting a finger under her chin to look up at him as he looked down at her. “But maybe she’ll learn ‘fore I kill ‘r, yeah, Rue?”

“How old is she?”

“18.”

“Shit, she jumped on that shit quick!” Trey laughed.

Geo snorted. “Yeah… she ain’t like that. Not this one. Sit up, Rue,” Geo demanded, moving her and turning her, posing her so Trey could see her tummy.

“Shit, that yours?”

“Yeah.”

“Fuck, man, she trap you? I got a…”

“Nah, it ain’t like that,” Geo chuckled, letting Sailor curl back up.

“He raped me,” she told Trey angrily, hating that Geo was acting like she was his little toy. “Now I have to stay here till I have his child.”

“Shit!” Trey chuckled. “She got some fuckin’ venom and shit, don't she?”

“She does,” Geo laughed. “It’s fuckin’ cute. Sometimes. That little mouth needed a lesson on what was what. I had ‘r back las’ year. Saw her again las’ week ‘n she was all full up with my baby.”

“You know it’s yours?”

“Ain’t doubtin’ it, but still gon’ make sure. She was new when I had ‘r. I popped that shit.”

“Fuck… she was 18 when you had ‘r?”

“She’s almost 19. I don't fuck with lil kids.”

“I mean, shit, Geo! She’s a pretty fuckin’ little kid!” Trey laughed. “Tiny ‘n shit.”

“Watch what words touch that mouth, boy,” Geo warned, going still.

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