Page 15 of Small Town Beast

“The condom. Fuck!”

“What happened?”

“Fucking thing came off. ”

Tanya sat up. “What?”

“BAILEY!”

The roar had the effect of a gunshot. Both of them jumped. The man stepped away from Tanya immediately, his hand flying to his waistband. He swore again.

“What– who is that?” Tanya hissed, sitting up and tugging down her dress.Condom fell off. Condom fell off. That voice doesn’t sound friendly…Condom FELL OFF!

“My gun– where is my gun?” the man barked.

“Your gun?”

Then they both looked at each other as it struck them at the same time that he’d left it in the room.

“Oh shit,” said Tanya.

“Well of all the cack-brained…Doggone it!”

“BAILEY!”

“Sweetheart, feel under that seat and tell me if you see anything.”

“See what?”

“Just do it.”

Tanya crawled deeper into the cab and fumbled under the driver’s seat. Her fingers touched something metal and cold. “I got something,” she said.

“Hurry, now.”

She had pulled the item nearly halfway out when she realized what it was. She dropped it like a live snake– not the brightest thing to do.

“Is thatanother gun?”

“Hand it to me. Don’t worry, it ain’t loaded.”

Tanya passed him the little pearl-handled derringer. “That looks like my mama’s gun.”

“That wasmymama’s gun,” the man said, flicking open the chamber. “Not loaded– figures.”

They both looked down at his dick, which was still hard… and wet.

Condom fell off.

“BAILEY! Come on out,” the voice called in a mocking singsong. “We heard you was looking for us!”

The man– Samwin Bailey, or whatever it was– stepped back from Tanya and, looking in her eyes, pulled the condom out of her pussy with two fingers. The thing had ripped. His monster dick tore it up like tissue paper.

Tanya inhaled.

“We’ll deal with it later,” he said tersely. He jerked up his jeans and buttoned them. “Fun’s over.”

Tanya looked over her shoulder.Right.Through the tinted glass of the back windows she saw four figures approaching. Four men. And from the way they walked, they looked drunk.

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