Kayla and i had a party that night together. i drank way too much, as i am prone to do. By the time John came to pick us up, i was bleeding from both my ass and my pussy and i was stoned out of my head (which was okay) and roaring drunk(which it turned out, was not.) He stood around talking a few minutes and was delighted to find out i was wanted for three more parties over the course of the next few weeks. Kayla was requested for a film. That should have made him happy, too... but he merely nodded. Finally he was ready to leave. He popped the trunk open and i grabbed out the plastic he kept back there for after parties or bleeders. Kayla and i adjusted it into the back seat then drug our nasty exhausted bodies into the car and sprawled on one another in companionable silence. John looked back over the seat at us and snarled his nose in disgust. "You bitches need baths." We nodded tiredly and argued in a mostly friendly way over who should get the the tub first. John settled that by offering to let one of us shower in the bathroom off the back basement room. Watching him snort off his fingernail as we zoomed down the road much too fast neither of us wanted to go into the back basement room with John. Coke made him mean and he'd string you up for fun. Kayla pled with me with her eyes. i shook my head slightly. i felt bad for her, but i was already hurting really bad and i did not want to deal with John at all. i told myself i'd find Pearl or Lindy and get them to go distract John while Kayla was in the shower. We got back to the house and i looked into Kayla's pleading eyes again and groaned. i knew he wouldn't hurt me as bad so i followed him to the basement steps as she headed for the shower. But, he turned on the top step and told me to get lost. He wanted Kayla instead.
