Chapter 11

"No, Ears, no!" shouted Jack. "You can't do this. I'll pay up, honest I will. Just as soon as I get the money. I..."

There was a dull thunk as a meaty fist splattered Jack's nose across his face.

"No blood here, damn your eyes. Get him out. Now, damnit, now!"

The two thugs lifted Jack from the bed and dragged him out. Fawn tried to follow, but Ears grabbed her by the shoulders and shoved her back into the bedroom.

"You just cool it, kiddo. You're not going to be seeing that chiseling bastard any more."

"How can you say that! He paid you off. And he had money! He was going to get me a car! He had the down payment!"

"Lemme guess. The down payment was two-fifty, right?"

Fawn exclaimed, "How did you know?"

"He bet it on one of the worst nags I ever heard of. I swear to Christ, these gamblers have an instinct for picking losers every time. That's what I don't understand about you, kid. Why did he pick you? You're a winner."

"You mean Jack bet all the money I gave him?" She sat on the bed, not willing to believe.

"That's the picture." Ears looked at her appraisingly, then said, "I think you've got smarts. Why not forget that clown and go with a winner for a change?"

"Like you?" she spat out.

"Yeah, baby, like me. I can give you all the stuff he only promised. I don't lose money, I take it."

"Liar!"

"Here. For your trouble. Go buy yourself a car." He pulled out a thick roll of bills and peeled off ten one-hundred-dollar bills. "I figure you deserve something for the shit he dumped on you."

Fawn looked at the money, unmoving. "What's the catch? What do I have to do for this?"

"Nothing, doll, nothing. Be seeing you." He turned to go but the girl reached out and took his arm.

"You're just giving this to me? All this money?"

"The bread? That's chicken feed. I see more'n that pass through on any good day. If you want more, I can arrange it. There's always a place open for a smart, good-looking chick like you. Sure."

"Tell me something. Why do they call you Ears?" She smiled a little shyly at the man. He had the take-command air about him. He'd managed to push all the right buttons with her. He wasn't demanding, he was giving. And for a change, she liked that.

"I keep my ears open. I don't miss a thing. Like, I know all about how he was hustling you, using you as a whore and not givin' you a goddamn cent. For that if nothing else, he deserved to get himself wasted."

"He's dead?"

"Yeah. The boss decided he could never pay off all the money he owed. And the boss and me, we don't like deadbeats." He began stroking the auburn hair away from the girl's eyes.

"You look better like that, with your hair pulled back."

"Tell me more about this deal you're offering, Ears. Is there a lot of money in it?"

"More'n you could believe. But the hell with that." He kissed her full on the lips. For a moment, she tensed. Then she relaxed and returned the kiss with interest.

"That's the way I like 'em. Hot and ready." His hand strayed down to her leg and he began stroking along her silky skin. She purred like a contented kitten. This was more like it. A man, a real man, she didn't have to help out of jams. This was a guy who could take care of himself and her, too.

"Roll over and get that ass of yours in the air. I love the way it's so tight and curvy."

She got up on her hands and knees and waited for him to take her from behind like he had before. This time, though, he had a surprise in store for her.

Gasping as his cock speared all the way up her already juicy cunt, she expected him to continue reaming her out. With a wet plop, he pulled free of her grasping cunt.