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Four Corners

Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott

Chapter 96

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 96 - Four Corners, in the middle of central Iowa, was a world unto itself. Truck stop and diner. An unincorporated village of 800. Over 12,000 acres of prime farmland. A destination restaurant - Chez Claire. A strip club, Pink Pussy, with private trailers in back. All owned and managed by a 52-year-old woman named Claire Stillman, and her two children - Willow and Luke. Paid sex has always drawn organized crime and invited betrayal. Claire was seasoned, tough, and strong-willed. Would that be enough?

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers   Coercion   Consensual   Reluctant   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Mother   Son   Daughter   Bestiality   Masturbation  

Claire, “Did Delgado know you were going to attack today?”

Holly shook her head. There was an ugly swollen bruise on her chest where Luke at punched her. “No, he told us to take our time, pick our spots.”

“How often do you communicate with him?”

“Once a week, on Sunday night. Burner phones. Text only.”

“What about when you kill us?”

“We get out of here first thing. Then call him, day or night. Me and Tammy drive west to Oregon.”

“Why Oregon?”

“He has a big meth lab and a whorehouse outside of Salem.”

“So you’d go back to turning tricks?”

“That’s what we do.”

“How did Delgado get you in the first place?”

“He bought me and two other girls when we were 7.”

“So, Waterloo, the abusive husband, all of that was a lie?”

“Yeah.”

Luke said, “Does Delgado have anyone else here?”

Holly looked away, then back, “Cora Sloane.”

“Valerie and Vickie’s mother?”

“Yeah.”

“Do the girls know she’s a plant?”

“No. Cora just feeds Teeny information — how many whores you got, how much money’s coming in.”

Martin headed for the door, “I’ll bring her in.”

Claire, “No, take Cora to the stockade — next cell to Tammy. And tell Bonnie to kill the stockade feed.”

Martin, “I meant to ask you — your veterinarian, she’ll be discreet?”

“This isn’t Ransome’s first rodeo. Oh, and tell Cora that I’m giving her to Willow.”

“What about her daughters?”

“Good question. They’re good earners, I need to think about them.”

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