Page 38 of Prosper


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“Yeah, that’d be great. Thanks, Denny,” Pinky said, and because she just couldn’t help herself, she took one last look down the highway.

“You want?” Denny reached into the cooler in the back seat and grabbed a couple of beers.

Pinky shrugged. “Sure. You know where Linden Parkway is?”

“Yeah. Rough neighborhood.” Denny nodded as he started up his beat up, older-than-dirt, sedan and pulled out of the parking lot. “Your boyfriend live there?”

“I live there.”

Denny gave her a sidelong look and didn’t say a word. But what he did do was reach over and put his hand on her thigh.

“So, uh, you seeing anybody?”

Pinky shook her head and swatted his hand away. “Not gonna happen, Denny.”

“Yeah, sure, with chicks like you,noalways meansyes.”

“Chicks like me?”

“Yeah, Linden Parkway chicks. Little gutter rats. Heard you dirty girls will take it up the ass, too, for five bucks. Looks like it’s your lucky day ’cause my wallet is loaded.”

“So, you’re basing my sexual practices on where I live?” Pinky looked at him with disgust.

He just shrugged.

Well, that didn’t take long.Pinky was so over it.

Denny … Prosper … and every other guy she had ever met. Apparently, she was a magnet for assholes. “Just take me home.”

He drove on without saying another word, but when they turned onto Linden, he reached over and squeezed her breast, hard.

Pinky barely reacted because it was hard to be surprised by anything the ignorant bastard did.

“Just let me out here,” Pinky said with a sigh. If she had a dime for every misogynist dipshit who hit on her, she wouldn’t be working twelve-hour shifts, serving cheap draft beer and greasy burgers.

Denny pulled a sharp right to the curb, and she wasted no time getting out.

“Owwww!” Pinky yelled out as her neck snapped back. He grabbed her hair and shoved her into the back seat.

Then Denny lunged himself on top of her.

His hands were like tentacles on a writhing sea monster; they were everywhere: between her legs, on her ass, up her shirt. She tried desperately to get free. Pinky scratched and bit and kicked her legs, but the more she fought, the more Denny seemed to like it. She could feel him getting bigger and harder with every desperate attempt she made.

It was obscene and disgusting.

“Keep on fighting, baby. I like to give it rough,” he growled out before he ripped her shirt wide open. “You got some little titties on you, don’t you? Itty bitty titty committee.” Denny laughed nastily. He pinched her nipple hard.

“Help!” she managed to scream out before he clamped his hand down roughly hard on her mouth.

“You keep screaming, sweetheart, and I’ll nibble this little pink nub right off.”

He bit down sharply to further his point.

The pain was excruciating. The world began to swim in swirls of agony. Pinky was sure she was going to vomit when he popped out her other breast and started taking long laps at it with his tongue.

Like a dog.

Pinky turned her head to the left and saw the open cooler sitting on the floor of the car. She shot her hand out and grabbed a bottle. Then, with all her might, Pinky smashed that bottle hard to the side of Denny’s head.

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