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At 2:25 I walked off the bus and into the darkness. For the hundredth time I asked myself why I was doing this. Yeah, incredible sex is an answer but I knew it wasn't the only answer. I was attracted to the man and not just the body. Unfortunately for me I was sure my body was what he was attracted to and yet maybe there was something else.

"Ready?" his voice cut through the cold night air.

I hadn't heard him walk up and I jumped slightly.

"Come" he said and began to walk towards the opposite end of the parking lot. I followed closely. He stopped we arrived at a rad looking 1970 Dodge Challenger. He unlocked the driver's door and got in. I walked around the passenger side and slid in as soon as he unlocked the door.

"Fucking awesome car, just like the one in the movie" I said as he inserted the key and the engine purred to life.

He looked over at me but said nothing. Oh, so I was with quiet Gerard again. The Gerard that would tell me to shut the fuck up soon. I sighed and looked out the window.

"You can change your mind," he said softly.

I was surprised by his words and turned to study his profile. "Why would I change my mind?"

"Because you don't want to be known as my new whore?" He turned off the highway and onto a much smaller two-lane road.

"So does Mikey always repeat things?" I asked sarcastically.

"Is that you question for the night?" he sounded so fucking bored.

"No, that's not my question for the night and actually I get more than one question tonight. I think I should get at least three."

He continued to watch the road. The car was gaining speed but the ride was oh so fine. "Why should you get more than one question?" he finally asked.

"Cause it was a rough day and I almost got fired." I waited to see who he would respond but he continued to stare straight ahead.

"Stay the fuck away from her." He tone was without emotion.

"Why?" I glanced over and noted we were dong 85 mph.

"Because she is wants you gone." He gave me a quick glance "That was one."

I snorted, "Your answers suck."

"And so should you." He said reaching over and grabbed my hair. I yelped as he pulled me to him them forced my head down towards his crotch.

I tried to sit back, "You want me to give you a fucking blowjob while your driving 100 mph? Are you insane?"

"Yes and yes" he answered. I looked over and saw that I hadn't been exaggerating about our speed. We had topped 100 mph.

"Fuck I guess it's better than you wanting me to get out on the hood while you drove at this speed." I said mentioning another part of Grindhouse.

"Decide," he said roughly.

I looked at him and wondered just what demons were really driving this car. The man seemed to be full of them. I knew that I would never be satisfied until I understood; I had become addicted to him. I scooted down in the seat and began fumbling with his zipper. It gave me a bit of trouble but I was determined. As soon as I got it lowered I pulled his penis out. Shit, no underwear. That was hot. My mouth closed around his limp penis and soon it sprung to life. I laid on the seat and felt the vibration of the car as we speed down the road. This was so fucking dangerous I wondered if I had completely lost my mind. Never in my life had I done the things I was doing since meeting him.

"Fuck" He ground out. "Cop"

I started to raise my head but he pushed it back down. "Don't you fucking stop" he spat out. I felt the car jump as he pushed the petal completely down to the floor. Suddenly he swerved and I almost fell off the seat. Common sense was screaming at me to stop. The police were chasing us and I was giving the guy a blowjob. This would look wonderful in the papers in our obituaries.

His dick was so hard and ready I knew he could cum at any minute. The thought made me so hot I started to grind my hips against the seat. "Don't you dare cum" he yelled making me momentarily stop my assault on this dick. I realized I could push him over the edge with my tongue so that's just what I did. As my tongue ran down his length and I snuck my fingers into the jeans to craddle his balls. He moaned and let go. His hot cum filled my mouth. "Suck me dry" he commanded.

Suddenly he slowed the car to a stop as his body shuddered. He cut the engine and the lights. I continued to suck the cum until it was done. He had taken both hands off the steering wheel and had put them on my head. I started to move when he pushed me away from him. I was speechless as he got out of the car and slammed the door. Through the windshield I saw him zip his pants and then light a cigarette. He leaned against the hood and took a deep drag.

I sat up and moved back to my side of the seat. Wiping my mouth I realized I was his whore. I had just serviced the guy and was now being ignored. Tears formed in my eyes but I wouldn't let them fall. Fuck him, I thought furiously. I just wanted to go back to the bus ad crawl into my bunk.

When he had smoked the cigarette down to nothing he flicked it off towards the side of the road and got back in. I was sitting looking straight ahead. He started the car, did a U-Turn and began to slowly drive back towards town.

"What happened to the cop?" I asked

He smiled, "There was no cop. I just thought that might add some excitement." He took out another cigarette and hit it before adding, "That was your second question."

My temper snapped, "Fuck you"

"You mouth already did that." Back was that fucking bored tone.

I glared at him. He was being such a prick. We drove on in silence. I began to recognize some of the buildings and knew we were getting close to the venue. I planned on getting the hell away from him as soon as the car stopped. He pulled into the parking lot but instead of pulling to where the car had been parked originally he stopped at the very end away from the security lights. I didn't care where he parked I just wanted out. I fumbled for the door handle when his arm shot out and grabbed me.

"Stay" he said.

"Fuck you" I shot back. "I don't need this shit" I jerked away from him and tried for the door handle again.

"Please" his voice was soft and the word shocked me. I turned to look at him. His lips crashed down on mine. I struggled against him but only for a moment. The kiss was gentle. His tongue ran the length of my lips and I opened my mouth to give it access.
He shifted in the seat so he could pull me to him. I was pressed against his chest and could feel his heartbeat. Slowly he lowered me back down on the seat. I watched as his hands pulled at my jeans and opened them. He pulled them all the way off my legs and let them drop to the floor. My panties soon followed. I started to speak but he shook his head so I closed my eyes and began to moan as he buried his face in my pussy. His tongue began a wondrous journey finally finding at just the right spot. I rolled my head back and forth feeling the delicious tension building. When he sat back I almost cried out.

I opened my eyes to see him staring into my face. "Does this really feel good?' he asked in a whisper.

I stared at him wondering if he could possibly be joking. "Of course" I said breathlessly. "I was so close and you stopped."

He continued to stare and I wondered why he would ask such a strange question. How could he not know? He once again lowered his face and soon I was so fucking close I cried out. It didn't stop him. His tongue continued to flick the spot until I couldn't take it anymore. The feeling was so intense I had to cry out again. He kept licking and sucking until I was spent.

"Get dressed," he said suddenly. So much for the afterglow I thought angrily but then I noticed a figure walking towards the car. Gerard got out and walked towards the man. As he got closer I could see that it was Mikey. They exchanged a few words then Mikey walked back in the direction he had come from and Gerard got back in and started up the car. Neither of us spoke until he parked the car in its original spot.

"One more question" I said as he prepared to get out.

He gave a heavy sigh, "One more fucking question."

"Why did you save my job today?"

The silence closed in around us. He took his time answering. I wondered if he knew himself why he had done it. Finally he spoke, "I need you."

I watched as he got out of the car and looked back to see if I had gotten out too. His answer had me confused. What did he need me for? Shit, he kept doing that to me. Never really giving an answer, just giving ones that caused more questions.

When I was out of the car and beside him he spoke without looking at me. "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory."