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Tonight, I’m a whore. One of many in a danky nightclub that reeks of a mangled odor of alcohol, cheap perfume, and sex. Dressed in a tight red dress that leaves nothing to the imagination and strappy stilettos that make my legs go on forever, I’m just one of the many hookers in the room. Except I’m not….
I’ve got eyes on my target. I study him through hooded lids from my place at one of the high stools at the bar. He seems very aware of his environment, despite having almost gone through a whole bottle of Jack Daniels.
He’s a dangerous one…one who will clearly have my head at the slightest slip. He’s a killer…there’s no doubt about that. I wonder which will be the best approach; flirt him into the nearest bed or play the damsel in distress. It seems my best bet is the latter.
He seems like the protective type from his huge burly frame. He’s the kind of man that thinks with his fist instead of his head. It’s laudable how these men take pride in their physical strengths and domineering nature.
Their strength can easily be their weakness…if only they knew that. I look around, hunting for the best prey to hook my prize for the night. I find one soon enough…a familiar beefy man with thinning dark hair and a nasty temper. And close enough to my target to get him involved.
I take a deep breath and plaster a provocative smile on my face. I walk over to the drunk Baldie and position myself in front of him.
“Hey,” I say, rolling my hips in tune with the music that’s playing. “What’s your name, handsome?”
“Billy,” he responds, his dull brown eyes registering surprise as if he doesn’t actually expect a gorgeous woman to speak to him. The surprise in his eyes is quickly replaced with a contemptuous expression. He slowly trails his eyes down my face to my exposed cleavage and back to my face. He smiles, revealing his uneven yellow teeth.
“Want a quickie, shawty?” Billy asks with a leery smirk. “I could have you screaming my name in no time. How much do you charge per hour?”
His hands start to come around my waist, but I swerve in time to avoid the contact. I dance around him, disgustingly noting the sizable boner in his pants. I move behind him, grinding yet barely making any contact, just enough to tease his drunk senses.
I lean forward until my breath brushes the flaming skin of his right ear. He shivers, noticeably aroused.
“Do you know, Billy…,” I say in a sultry whisper, “…that you’re a worthless piece of shit?”
Billy stiffens, inclining his head as if processing my words. He turns around slowly, his face puffed and red with righteous indignation. “What did you say to me, bitch?” he asks in a low voice that would have managed to sound intimidating if it didn’t come out as a drunken slur. I might have felt a trickle of guilt if I hadn’t seen him harassing a woman in the parking lot earlier.
I chuckle quietly. “You heard me, Billy,” I say with a smirk. “Your whore of a mother shouldn’t have gone against her better judgment to have you. You’re a good-for-nothing piece of….”
Billy’s fist connects with my face before I can complete my jive. I fall backward with more force than necessary, holding my palm up to my face.
I snort quietly. The imbecile’s got a punch as weak as his erection.
Not nearly enough…I’ve got to catch his attention.
“Come again, bitch!” Billy angrily leers as I stagger to my feet. He pulls me roughly by my arm and jerks me aggressively against him. “Say that again.”
I snort mockingly. “You’re a….”
I’m interrupted by a resounding slap on my cheek, simultaneously followed by a sickening kick to my stomach.
Much better, Billy…
I double over, pretending to writhe in pain. I glance toward my target to gauge his reaction. Despite the seeming indifference in his disposition, I can tell he’s hooked. His grip on his glass has gone a little too tight, and I can almost feel the anger emitting off him in waves.
It’s time to get him involved.
I crawl quickly on my knees to his side and grasp the hem of his pants. I raise my bloody face to his. “Help me, sir,” I say with a pitiful sob. “Please….”
I throw an urgent glance at Billy, who is stalking over to my side and back at him. “Don’t…Don’t let him get me, mister…,” I beg desperately. “He… he does this all the time. Please… help.”
Billy gets to me and starts to pull me by my hair. I let out a shrill scream, adding just the right amount of horror. Just as I expected, the man rises to his feet and sends Billy flying across the room with a well-packed punch. Billy recovers surprisingly fast and comes running at him with a vengeful force. And so the mayhem begins…just as I anticipated.
It doesn’t take long to complete my mission.
I wipe the blood from my mouth with a satisfied smirk, rising to my feet. I whip out my phone and make the call. I throw one last glance at the uproarious scene behind me.
Billy looks seconds away from crossing over to the hot bounds of hell… I couldn’t care less. That’s payback for the many women he’s treated with contempt.
I flip my hair and strut away from the chaos that I created.
