Chapter 8

Robert rolls away from Connie’s lifeless body, trailing a long string of cum with him. He maneuvers into a sitting position. His feet just touch the grass at the bottom as he looks down into the hole. “I know I should have told you. I was so afraid you’d leave. And now there’s nothing left to say, well nothing that you’d believe. I never meant to hurt you with the things I couldn’t say. I promise you tomorrow, while denying you today.”

He scoots completely off the tomb and steps away. Sliding into the car, the man reaches over to open the glove compartment and pulls out a small vial. “A darkness grows inside me in fading shades of gray. All the colors of the world are slowly sucked away. I’m sinking ever deeper to a place that’s cold and black. I can’t believe I’ve lost you and you’re never coming back.”

He fiddles with the glass vial, watching the contents swirl around inside. “Soon the night will take me and save me from my pain, cloak me in darkness and help me lose your name. These lies have torn my world apart.”

He closes his eyes tight, feeling the tears ready to break. A sound in the passenger seat brings him to open them. When he does he sees Carrie sitting there. He glances forward to find that they are sitting at a red light. He looks back to the girl and asks, “So, what’s the deal with the earrings?”

Carrie reaches up and fingers one lightly and smiles. “They were a gift from someone. I was told they would protect me.”

“Seems a strange profession for that religion,” he muses.

“Shit happens...”

“Has it worked?” he asks, smirking at her response.

“So far,” she says. “Is that going to change?”

“With me?” he asks.

She nods.

With another smirk he says, “I wouldn’t hurt you. I wouldn’t hurt anyone.”

“Well then, it must be working,” Carrie jokes.

“It’s dangerous out here,” Robert says, sighing. The light turns green, but he doesn’t step on the gas.

“The light is green,” the girl points out as she gestures toward the signal. “My usual spot it just around that corner.”

“How about we skip that spot and I take you home?” he offers.

Carrie’s eyes go a little wide at the suggestion. “No offense,” she says. “You seem like a really nice guy, though I have only known you for like ten minutes, but no.”

“You don’t trust me?”

“I haven’t survived this long by trusting every man that wants to fuck me.”

“How long is that?” he asks.

“Long enough,” she answers, and it is clearly something she doesn’t want to discuss.

“How old are you?”

“Old enough,” she quips.

“Old enough to drive?” he presses. The look she gives him says it all. He figured that she was a teen, but he didn’t figure she was that young. It is amazing what a great body, large breasts and a little makeup can do. “That’s it you’re coming home with me.”

Fire seems to light up in the girl’s eyes. She reaches for the door handle and says, “Thank, but no thanks.”

Robert’s hand shoots out to take hold of her wrist. “Just wait a second,” he says. “I said I wouldn’t hurt you, and I’m not. If I was going to hurt you I could do it right over there in your usual place.”

Carrie continues to look at him with defiance. Finally she relaxes a little, letting her hand slip from the handle.

“Let me take you off these streets,” he offers. “I’m not well off, but I am a teacher and I care.”

Her face softens as she looks at him. “Would I have to fuck you?”

Robert’s lips curl up at the corners slightly. “Only if you wanted to.”

“I ... I want to...” she murmurs.

“You’re excited about the idea, aren’t you?” he asks.

“Well ... you kind of remind me of my dad.”

“Oh? And how’s that?” he asks, curious to hear this.

“You sort of resemble him, and he was always so kind to me,” she explains vaguely.

“It sounds like you had a great home,” Robert says. “It doesn’t sound like a place you should have left.”

“He kicked me out,” she says as if it were venom in his mouth.

“Then he doesn’t sound at all nice,” he remarks, now really feeling invested in needing to know the full story. “What happened?”

For a moment the girl is silent, biting her bottom lip. “I tried to fuck him.” This shocks the man a little. “I tried to give him a blow job. Despite his attempts to stop me, I kept pressing. Finally he had enough and he called me a slut and then told me to leave. So I left and never went back.”

Robert frowns. “He’s probably regretting it and waiting for you. Maybe he’s even out looking for you.”

“Fuck him,” she says. “He can rot in hell for all I care.”

The man grins, suppressing a laugh. “I get this feeling that you’re a bit of a submissive.”

She looks at him curiously. “I don’t think so,” she says. “Otherwise I wouldn’t have come onto my dad like that.”

“Oh, you are,” Robert repeats. “I’ll prove it.” Without looking up to see whether the light is red or green, he guns the car through the intersection. He whips it around the turn to the spot the girl had indicated and slams the car into park.

Unbuckling his seat belt, he leans across the girl and unbuckles her belt as well before whispering in her ear. “You’re going to beg.” He pulls away a few inches from her just in time to see her lick her lips. “Take off you panties.”

Even after expecting something like this because of his statement, Carrie sis pretty surprised by the order. She fumbles with her sundress a little, but she can already tell she is getting wet from his tine.

“Don’t make me tell you twice,” he growls.

Carrie slowly starts to lift the hem on her dress out of the way. She looks down to see what she is doing. And no sooner does she do this she feels his hand on her cheek, forcing her to turn her head to look at him.

“You keep your eyes on me until I say otherwise,” he commands.

The girl’s mouth goes dry and she says, “Okay...”

He shakes his head. “It’s yes, Mister Cox.”

She cannot help but smile at this. She almost wants to laugh, as it is kind of fun, but his gaze doesn’t falter. He is not at all joking. He isn’t a stranger looking for a good time anymore. He isn’t a teacher with a moral obligation to help some kid rather than fuck her. He doesn’t resemble her father anymore. But he is handsome and strong...

She swallows and says, “Yes, Mister Cox.” She finishes removing her panties and sits back up. Her hands are shaking.

“Pull your dress up.”

Carrie’s heart seems like it wants to come through her chest, it is beating so fast. So far, in all the time she has been on the streets, no one has treated her like this. Every man so far has been an angel to her. Sex has never been rough. She has never had to do anything she didn’t want to. She had heard it was a lot rougher, but it hadn’t happened to her like that yet. And in some way, she wishes it would have already. But now it is, and though it seems scary, she knows the man isn’t going to really hurt her. She obeys.

Robert puts his hands on her thigh and rubs with his thumb. “Spread your legs.”

She gives a small laugh, thinking about that last thought. There is the possibility that he may really hurt her, that this is all just some sick game for him. She smiles. “This is getting a little weird. I’ve always been treated nice ... I...” she is shaking her head.

The man sits silent watching her until she stops talking. “Spread your fucking legs.” She starts to look away when she feels his hand gently grip her hair in the back. He slowly forces her to look at him again. He doesn’t say anything else until she lets out a small whimper and spreads her legs open as far as she can. “Now, rub your pussy.”

Carrie is nervous. She hasn’t been this nervous since her first time with Tommy Miller. She wasn’t nervous like this again until her first time on the streets. When she slides her hand between her legs she finds that she is not sopping wet, but just wet enough. She is enjoying this. The girl begins to rub herself, and very quickly it becomes very pleasant. She increases her pace and then she closes her eyes.

“Open your eyes, slut,” he demands.

Carrie moans as she obeys him. “Yes, Mister Cox,” she whines.

Robert removes his hand from her thigh to take the strap off her shoulder. Pulling it below her ample breast, the girl pulls her arm out of it. He places her hand on her crotch and then reaches across to lower the other strap as low as it will go without disturbing her working hand. Without being told to, Carrie rubs the length of his cock through his pants. She is surprised to see how huge he is.