Page 2 of Prince's Breeder


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“What do you say, Jess?”

“No thanks. I’m headed out to get something from the liquor store.”

“Oh, could you pick up some strawberry swishers?”

Jeb squeezed Nancy’s ass again. She squealed and replied, “Alright. I’ve gotta go. Are you coming camping with us this weekend?”

“Camping?” Jeb perked up, excited about more time with Nancy alone in the woods where no one could hear them.

“You’re not invited Jeb, calm down.”

I replied, “Sure. I’ll come camping. Who else is coming?”

“Tina’s bringing a couple of the guys… We’re going to have a grand old time.”

“Fine by me.”

I wriggled past them and hurried outside. The air struck my lungs cold and sharp. I buried my face in my scarf and shut the door behind me. I could hear Nancy squealing as Jeb probably took her right there on the couch. I hated running into her with her clients, especially the married ones like Jeb. I tried to keep my head down and mind my business. They were paying her after all, and we needed all the help we could get keeping the lights on.

Despite my gloves and boots, I was practically frozen by the time I got to the liquor store. I spent my whole $20 on some moonshine and the swishers. Afterward, I marched toward home. It had been ten minutes, so I figured Nancy and Jeb were probably finished. He didn’t strike me as the type to last very long.

I pushed the door open and thankfully proved myself right. Nancy wrapped herself in her bathrobe and sat back on the couch.

“Thanks for the privacy, doll.”

“Here are your swishers.”

“Thanks, doll. Tina’s on her way. Pack your bags.”

“I could use the break this weekend. Do we need food?”

“Tina’s bringing some sausages and fresh bread.”

“Great. I’ll go pack.”

I packed my bags and finished just as Tina pulled up in her brother’s truck. The boys’ trucks followed behind her in our driveway. I recognized Taylor Lewis in the passenger seat of the other truck. I hated Taylor. And Nancy knew that. I glared at her and hissed, “You didn’t mention Taylor coming.”

“Oh come on, doll. You need to get over what happened with Taylor. He’s a good kid…”

“He’s a total asshole. He beat Ann Holland so bad she couldn’t walk for a year.”

“Ann had it coming,” Nancy replied shrugging.

“No woman has it coming,” I huffed.

They could be such assholes sometimes. I didn’t bother telling anyone about my past, but the hairs on the back of my neck stood up to hear anyone justify beating a woman. Nancy shrugged and reached into her pocket for a cigarette. She lit up as we entered Tina’s truck.

“Howdy girls,” Tina greeted us, “Ready for a crazy weekend?”

“I brought moonshine,” I said.

“Good. We’ll need it. I’ve got crazy plans for this weekend. I’m going to fuck Ivan Rudnyk and if I’m lucky, Taylor Lewis too.”

“Ew! Why do you want to sleep with those guys?”

“Well, I’m horny and Harry’s pissing me off,” Tina replied calmly.

“So you’re going to cheat on him?”