Daddy was in fact right about my weight. It's been a few months since I started going to the gym and I feel lighter, much better I even stopped. Started feeling like my old self again which is why i'm in a warehouse in the middle of nowhere with my sister interrogating this man - Mathias, who dared waltz into Baya's life like the knight in shining armor she didn't need and he isn't and then had the audacity to try and steal from us, her, my dad.
And that my loves, is the reason the Crest daughters are miserably single with no romance in their lives whatsoever because the minute you decide to trust a man and invite him home, he is stealing from you or trying to murder you to get back at my father which brings me back to that's the only reason we trust only ourselves. Well except for Doris because you know she got out of the 'helping daddy' business but her loss because the satisfaction I feel torturing this man is something you can't get elsewhere.
"Who sent you?" I ask him.
"Nobody, I swear." he cries, his hands tied behind his back in a very uncomfortable position. Good.
"Not the answer I was hoping for." I put on my knuckle punching thingy (that's what Baya and I call it because we don't have the energy to get familiar with names so we give it our own) and punch him right across his jaw, his yelling sounding like music to my ears, really terrible music.
"Girl, if you go on like this he'd be dead before we can get anything out of him." Baya tries to reason with me, making me take a step back. I mean she wasn't wrong. The pent up anger I have had all week has to be channeled somewhere and unluckily he's somewhere.
"Now babe," Baya goes on to tell him. "We can either do this the hard way or you start spilling everything you know now." and he nods in agreement.
"Who do you work for?"
"Don," he croaks.
"The mob boss?" she asks and he nods again.
"What does he want with my files?"
"I'm just the messenger, I don't know anything."
"Still not the answer I was hoping for." I say to no one particularly and punch him again across the same jaw.
"Ouch," he curses. "Bitch." I shrug
"Try again." Baya tells him.
"Look like I said the first time, I have no idea what they need the files for." he says. "I'm just the messenger and please tell your sister not to hit me again shit hurts like hell."
"That hit should be the least of your worries sweetheart." she tells him standing up and walking up to me at our torture table.
"I don't think he knows anything." she tells me.
"That or you still have the hots for his dick."
"Hell no." she exclaims.
"But the messenger boy, really?" I ask in disbelief.
She shakes her head, "Same thing I've been thinking."
"You know I can hear you right?" the idiot says
I walk up to him with a proposal knowing there's no way he's getting out of this alive. "It's either you go back to Don be our eyes and ears inside get back to us with every information you have."
"And what's the second option?" he dares to ask.
"There's no second option." Baya tells him. "So what's it gonna be?"
"I can't go back to Don," he cries. " If he finds out I'm in deep shit."
"On the bright side," She tells him, placing her hands on his shoulders. "You're in deep shit either way."
"So what's it gonna be, babe?" She asks.
"No I can't," he breathes "I'd much rather be dead."
He shouldn't have said that. Should have known I was waiting for that moment. "Well then be my guest." I say swinging my knife in his direction straight to his throat as the door opens and daddy dearest walks in.
"That was quite unnecessary." He says to no one but I know he's referring to me and so I give him a reply, "Not from where I'm standing it wasn't."
"What crawled up her arse?" he asks Baya in a whisper.
"You do not want to know daddy." she tells him, gaining her a death glare from me. I walk away from the dead body that's bleeding out on the chair to the sink washing my hands and walking past them out the door. I needed to clear my head, maybe run or something because that entire episode with Mathias did so little to soothe my anger. I feel like I'd kill ten men and it still wouldn't be enough. I blame Khalil, his stinking male character and his inexplicably terrible taste in the women he decides to be with.
The week I got back from my two day vacation trip and allowed Bella to convince me to go with her to the Shareholders party - who are her parents by the way- is the source of my very brewing anger. First I was forced to wear a dress I didn't like but I looked good in because Bella's mum is Bella's mum. then Khalil's stuck up bitch of a girlfriend who might I add looked like she was pooped in the party by a unicorn because what's with so many colors? She tells me to stay away from her 'boyfriend' because apparently there's some rumors going around the office about me and Khalil shagging up all day everyday… What the actual FUCK?! I mean he dumped Monday to Friday because Main babe was coming home from her one year contract and somehow that is my fault. Anyways, I tell her she shouldn't worry about me and should instead worry about contracting Herpes from her manwhore of a boyfriend. Sophia-1, Anna-Winner.
I run hard and fast until I can't feel my lungs. I stop by the road taking in gulps of air. I look around and realize the sky was getting dark- when had it gotten so late- Baya's car pulls up in front of me and she winds the glasses down. "Get in unless you want to run yourself to the ICU." Not a bad idea, I say to her in my head and get in the car. We drive silently for a few minutes to our condo or so I thought. Dad had us leave our job to come and help him with a "situation". I have been here for two weeks already and I don't want to go back. even tried pushing my luck by asking to stay permanently but he is not having any of it because I have a job to complete',Mind you one I did not ask for…Ughh!
***
"What do you want to do?" She asks on our drive.
"Anything to let off the steam?"
She gives one of her smiles. "You're in luck because I know just the thing."
I should have known better than to trust her blindly - well I know better - because tell me why drives us into town and into a strip club" What are we doing at a strip club Barbara?"
"Loosen up woman," She laughs. "Let's get you off."
Get me off?" What the hell do you mean get me off?" I demand. "You know when I said let off steam I did not mean that in a sexual strip club way right? Right?!"
She pays me no attention as she shows her ID card to the bouncer at the door and goes in forcing me to go in behind her…The room is dimly lit causing my eyes to take a moment to adjust to the darkness. Baya on the other hand has no problem, it seems she's been here before so she just walks us away to the bar taking a seat on one of the stools. We are given shots and by the time I'm done with mine she already has two men desperately trying to shove their tongues down her horny throat and she moans … Eww.
If this is what she meant by letting loose … Hell No! Last time we did something near this I ended up with a baby and an inexistent baby daddy. "Come on." She pulls me to a door that has the words' DISPLAY ROOM' placed above its frame. "I'm going in make your choice and let loose for a change." She winks walking through the door with both men leaving me to my fate. Big sister of the year. I stand there for a few extra minutes watching people go in and come out with a look of satisfaction on all their faces …That's tempting. I see some people in different costumes and one girl catches my eye. I remember when I used to be like her, free spirited without a care in the world. you know what? Fuck it. What's the worst that could happen?
I walked to the girl behind the counter who's been watching me for the past ten minutes. "Hi Can I get company?"
"It's about damn time," She laughs. "I thought you would never ask. So what do you need?"
"Let's see," I place a hand on my chin in that thinking emoji manner. "two sexy ass men -bisexual- six feet and willing to get fucked with a BDSM kink. Two ladies on standby -bisexual too- and into BDSM. I want the men in and getting at it when I'm in and I'll call for the ladies when I need them."
"That's oddly specific." She laughs and I shrug making my way through the door everyone's been going through all evening. The hallway is dimly lit -dark actually- The walls to the rooms are see through glasses that explains the display room tag. People really do have some crazy kinks and I'd love to join the watchers but I have my fantasies to bring to life.
The door to my playroom is slightly ajar and the men are already making out on the bed. I think they are twins or something or they just look like it so I mentally decide to call them tweedledum and tweedledee. I take the seat on the opposite side and watch them go at it. When I've had about enough I push the red button on my seat to spice things up like the girl said … The girls walk in a brunette with a fat ass and the blonde with really nice tits -you could tell- they take their spot on the rug carpet in front of the bed and start making out and undressing themselves.
Talking to tweedle dee and tweedle dum, "Join them." They leave their spots on the bed and join the ladies on the floor. All four of them make out caressing and undressing each other until they are successfully done. It's a festival of limbs literally. I've always had a knack for porn but believe me when I say live porn is underrated. I push the red button again to spice things up a little bit. The men whip out gags from now here and next thing I know brunette and blonde are all gagged up with their arms tied behind their back are bent over and being fucked senseless … And it all happened really swiftly I almost missed it. I push the button again -just because- and the roles are reversed. brunette and blonde take over wearing strap on dicks and fucking tweedle dum and tweedle dee in their buttholes whipping them simultaneously. I'm turned on by all the action that's happening but I haven't had sex in a while and I'm not ready to just yet. I push the button again to push them to their limit and they're arranged in a link position kind of. So there's brunette laying face up on the edge of the bed her legs wide open and tweedle dee places himself at her entrance fucking her while blonde fucks him and tweedle dum fucks blonde. It's crazy how they're doing that. The room is a party of loud moans. I turn to the screen which I left open and although I can't see them I'm certain they're having the time of their lives watching this. Their moans only get louder as they are closer to their climax. I am tempted to push the button again but I'm too horny to keep going because I might as well join in on the fun. I pick up my phone from the side drawer dialing Baya as I make my way outside, she picks up on the third ring.
"Better tell me you got some and did not just waste my money."
"See you in the car in five." I end the call. She's already in the car by the time I get there touching her makeup. " You smell like sex."
"And you do not." I roll my eyes upwards at her comment, ignoring her for the rest of our drive home.