It was a cool summer night in Saint City, Francis was coming home after working a shift as a waste collector. Francis Carter was a young man of 17 years. He was 6'1'' and had a lean body. He studied, worked and exercised and then rinsed and repeated for years. He hopes to gain entry to a private institution far away from this place and never return. If all else fails he hopes to join the army. His chemistry teacher introduced him to a private company that experiments on new pharmaceuticals. Aside from a non disclosure agreement Francis is now certified in handling hazardous waste and makes a lot of money just for being a janitor there. He however saves most of it in case he doesn't get a scholarship to college.
While walking home he couldn't help but notice a woman yelling in the parking lot next to him. The neon signs and interior lighting of the liquor store illuminated the cars in the lot and gave him a clear view of the situation. He looked over and saw a latina woman with light brown skin struggling with a man around his size. She was around 5'5'' and had a small to average chest but her plump rear and sensual legs were highlighted by her skin tight jeans. Francis lives in a bad part of town and usually stays out of most of the happenings but there are two exceptions. Adults bullying kids or a woman in distress. When he was 12 his mother suffered an incident and he vowed to intervene should he see something happen to someone else. "Leave me alone puto*, can't you clean out your ears!? I am not interested."
*puto is an insult in Spanish usually meaning asshole or something of the like.
The man then opened his car door to shove her inside "stop being a bitch and get the fuck in the car!" Before he could shove her in Francis put the man in a chokehold, pressing his jugular and cutting off all air. A few seconds later he fell asleep. Natalie looked up and saw a tall handsome man with green eyes and brown hair styled into a side pompadour with a fade. His nurse blue jumpsuit made him look like a janitor but she couldn't take her eyes off him.
"He is not in any real danger, if he is your boyfriend just let him cool off and wake up. If not I suggest you leave immediately." His calm tenor voice directed her as she began to come out of her stupor. "He is not my boyfriend! " she was frustrated for some reason thinking he misunderstood their relationship. "Anyways, thanks ah…" he turned around and started to walk away as she tried to start a conversation. "Wait I'll give you a ride for helping me!" he didn't stop and just raised his hand as if saying no need. "My name is Nat! Natalie Sanchez! If I see you around again let me thank you!" Francis kept walking and said "no need just be safe!"
She stood mesmerized by her white knight. Her chest was beating fast in her purple blouse. Not from possibly being kidnapped but now from her savior. She bit her lip as she went to her car and started to drive home from the liquor store parking lot.
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Francis kept walking and seeing the girl in trouble made him worry about Erika, his childhood friend and girlfriend. They have been a couple for only a few weeks after he confessed he liked her but they have known each other since his mom was alive. In fact it was Erika that helped keep him stable when she passed. His mom was a grade school teacher and Erika was a star student that clung to her like glue.
He called and there was no response. Her house is near his so he decided as a friend and significant other he could probably stop by. Unlike him, her parents were more responsible and held multiple jobs to keep ends meet. This meant usually she was alone like him. He walked up to her front door and was about to knock but decided to try the doorknob instead. The front door was open which is weird so he decided to go inside and make sure everything was ok. When he walked in he closed the door and was about to call out to her when he heard a noise that made his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. He walked slightly from the entrance to peek in the living room and there he saw two people with their backs to him. Erika was bent over a recliner and a chubby guy was behind her. Erika Murphy had long red hair, she had a nice bust size where both tits filled both of his hands nicely. She also had thick thighs and a decent ass but wide hips that gave her an hourglass shape. Her hazel eyes had green in them and she had a beauty mark above her lip that made her alluring. He was ecstatic that she accepted his confession but now there she was, being slammed into by a guy who… happened to be his friend Sam.
"Ugh… take it you fucking slut!" He growled as he kept slamming into her rear. It was dark and not much could be seen but their bodies glistened as her skirt was hiked up and her shirtless body swayed after every thrust. The man held her wide hips tightly as he continued to pump into her in shallow thrusts. The tv played some random movie at low volume in the background. Her panties were on one leg and her juices made his rod slick as viscous plops and wet slaps filled the room.
"Mmm…ugh…" she was moaning quietly. He continued to watch not because he was aroused but simply to ingrain this betrayal into his mind. He watched silently. Then he lowered the exposure on his phone's camera and decided to take few pictures that were clear enough to make out who it was and then record her moans. Once he had evidence of their affair he decide to leave as quietly as he came in.
The walk home was more solitary then he remembered it to be. The only person he allowed himself to smile with and have a genuine conversation was Erika. He loved her deeply and would do anything for her. There was a time when he heard her uncle planning on assaulting her and he crippled him while threatening to never think of touching her. He wanted her to continue to be his hope in the cesspool that is Saint City but it looks like she was just like everyone else. Francis was tired as he entered to two bedroom apartment he and his deadbeat father shared. He opened the fridge and noticed his leftover meatball sub was gone. He closed the refrigerator and went to bed hungry. Damning his father for eating the food he takes time to prepare. He slammed into his bed as he failed to notice Erika's texts.
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Back in Erika's apartment she was showering to get Sam's sweat off her body. She continued to cry as she trembled. This was the eighth time she had sex for money. Her father was recently laid off due to an accident at his construction site and they couldn't afford his medical bills and the cost of living. She told her mom she got a part time job at school that paid well. In her desperation she didn't question it. She looked at her heart shaped locket. It was a gift for Valentine's Day during middle school. Francis the love of her life gave it to her with his picture . She still remembered he gentle smile now "keep it and look at my picture when you need strength! I promise one day I'll take you far away with me and make you fall in love!" They we're just kids and had only met for half a year but she took him out of the house whenever he felt sad because of his mother's death. He told her many times that she is his strength and his light in the world. Her parents loved her but because they always worked this was the first time someone cared so deeply for her. She closed her eyes and sobbed weakly apologizing to him.
"Hey! Looks like Francis called a few times! You should probably get on that when your done scraping my nut out of you! Hehehe" Sam snickered as he left her house. The fat bastard was the only one who approached Francis but it was all a front to steal Erika away from him. Sam's father is a doctor at the local hospital and he became aware of her financial problems when he was waiting for his dad. Sam has no shortage of money he saved from his allowance over the years. He offered Erika $500 for sex with a condom and $800 for sex without a condom. This started a few weeks before she started dating Francis. She was happy they started dating but she was holding this over her head. She hadn't even been able to bring herself to kiss him. She felt so filthy. She wanted to tell him but she knows he works as a janitor, and he also pays for most of his own living expenses. She didn't think he could really help her. She silently cursed her father for being stupid enough to to get in an accident as cum leaked out of her.