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  “Did you have an orgasm with him?”

  “Yes.”

  “More than one?”

  “Yes.”

  “You dirty girl! You’re growing up so fast.”

  “I’ve had sex before, Julia.”

  “Not like this though, I bet.”

  Hannah hated to admit it, but in this case Julia was right. “It’s different, yeah.”

  “How does he do it? Is he rough? I bet he’s rough.”

  Hannah wasn’t about to go there. Luckily, Julia seemed to want to continue more on the subject herself.

  “I love it when it’s rough. Have I told you about this before? There’s nothing I like more than a guy who will throw me around a little bit. Hair pulling, ass slapping, a little choking. All of it. I love it. I like having a dick so deep down my throat that I gag. I’ve even done anal. It hurts every time but it’s so worth it.” Julia let this new information sink in before she continued. “Have you ever been double teamed?”

  “No,” Hannah said. “Of course not.”

  “I have,” Julia admitted. “A couple times actually. The first time just sort of happened. I was with my boyfriend at the time a few years ago. Back in college. We got horny at a party and decided to fuck in one of the guest rooms. There was another couple in there. I didn’t know who they were and I never found out afterwards. We decided to go for it anyway. After a little while the two guys switched. Eventually they took turns on both of us, sometimes working together on one girl. I made out with the other girl too. Well, we did a little more than make out. Have you ever been with a girl?”

  “No.”

  “It’s okay. I didn’t mind it. It was even a little fun. But I wouldn’t set out to do it again. But having two men fuck me at the same time. Oh my god. It was...I can’t even describe it. One in my pussy, one in my mouth. Ever since it happened I wanted to do it again. It took me a long time to get up the nerve though. A lot of guys aren’t cool with it. They think it makes them gay or something. And most of the guys I’ve dated are too possessive to ever let me fool around with another guy, even if they were a part of it too. It had to be spontaneous.

  “So I was out one night and this guy started hitting on me. He was fine. Cute enough. And funny. But he was there with his friend who was just to die for. He didn’t say much, but he kept looking at me. I mean, we were eye-fucking the entire time his friend was talking to me. We had a few drinks and it got late. It was now or never. I asked them if they wanted to come back to my place. They didn’t seem to get the drift at first that I wanted both of them to come. Guys can be so dumb. They just don’t pick up on signals like they should. I eventually told them I had some pot and that they should come back with me to hang out.

  “It’s such a guy move, I know. But it worked. They both came back to my place. I lied about having pot. I actually hate smoking pot and I don’t allow it anywhere near my apartment. But they didn’t seem to care. As soon as I got them back I started making out with the talkative one. I didn’t leave the quiet guy in the cold though. I put my hand between his legs and started rubbing his cock through his pants. Actually, the talkative one had the bigger dick. I wasn’t expecting that. But they were both really nice. I sucked the quiet one’s dick while his friend fingered my pussy and grabbed my tits. They didn’t seem to mind that I’d lied about the pot.

  “I took the other guy’s dick out of his pants and sat on it. Sort of sideway. You know what I mean? So that I could keep sucking his friends dick. It was probably awkward as hell to watch, the three of us tangled up on the couch like that. But none of us really cared. I eventually got off of him and switched myself around so that I was on all fours. The quiet one fucked me from behind while I took the other dick as deep into my mouth as I could. Like I said, he was pretty big. But I forced my head all the way down as best I could. It was hard to concentrate while getting pounded from behind like that. Let me tell you, the quiet one didn’t mess around. He was fucking me as hard as he could right from the time he put himself inside me.

  “I led them into the bedroom after that and we all stripped down. I threw myself down on the bed and they took turns fucking me however they liked. Pushing my legs in the air, folding me in half, squeezing my tits as hard as they could. I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t know which one it was each time. You can tell though. You can always tell. Subtle differences in the way they do it. But with your eyes closed you can almost fool yourself into thinking that it’s more than two guys. Just an endless train of men having their way with you. I came over and over again. I probably woke up the neighbors with my screaming.

  “I don’t know how long they fucked me like that. I didn’t care about time by that point. Once I’d had my fill, and it took a long time, I sat up and had them both come forward. Then I took each of their dicks in my hands and tugged on them. They were still wet from my pussy. I put my mouth around them, one at a time. I could taste myself on them. I took turns sucking them off until I was alternating between them after each gulp. I even tried to get them both in my mouth at the same time. That didn’t really work out. But I was at least able to lick both of them at once. I tickled the tips of their cocks with my tongue at the same time. All the time I kept jacking them off.

  “It wasn’t long before they were shooting their loads all over me. I was hoping to catch them both in my mouth but it didn’t work out that way. Some of it sprayed on my face, some in my hair, some down on my tits. It was a mess. It felt so good though, the thick warm streams of semen flowing all over me. I laid back down on the bed and just let myself soak in their cum. And you know what I did next? I kicked them out. Told them to put on their clothes and leave. I never saw them again after that. I don’t even remember their names. But they gave me one of the most perfect nights of my life.”

  They had finally arrived at the restaurant. Julia pulled up next to Hannah’s car.

  “There,” Julia said. “So, now you know that about me.”

  Hannah didn’t know how to respond. All she could muster was, “Thanks for the ride.”

  On the way home Hannah found that she was still rattled by what Julia had told her. She had hidden that side of her so well. Hannah never would have suspected that Julia was capable of something like that. It further contributed to Hannah’s confusion over what she had witnessed so far that week. Everything about her life had been turned upside down. She didn’t knew who anyone was anymore. She barely even knew who she was herself. She looked at herself in the rearview mirror and didn’t recognize the person gazing back. All the progress she had felt like she made that morning seemed to be reversing. Once again her life was spinning out of control.

  She got back just in time for the start of her afternoon class. She managed to sleepwalk through it despite all the stress and pressure that she was feeling. Hannah didn’t know how much longer this would be sustainable. Her personal life was completely at odds with her school work and it wouldn’t be long until it did irreparable harm. It had struck a blow at lunch the previous day, but that was only one representative from one firm. It was bad, but it was something that she was fairly confident that she could overcome. But if she started to fail classes, that would truly be the end of her aspirations in the legal field.

  That night she resolved to call Brody. She had to know what was going on. Either he would tell her or she would break things off. There was no other alternative.

  ELEVEN

  A Break In The Action

  Brody got her call while camped out in the now all too familiar bush down the road from the colonel’s mansion. He decided he was far enough away that he wouldn’t put himself in any risk by answering.

  “Hello.”

  “Hey,” Hannah said. “It’s me.”

  “Hey. Listen, I’m sorry about how things went the other day. It was a weird situation and I didn’t handle it very well.”

  “Actually,” she said, “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

  Brody was afraid she would say
that. “Yeah?”

  “Look, I don’t know what kind of trouble you’re in. But I want you to know that I’m here to help.”

  “Thanks. I appreciate that.”

  “But I can’t help if I don’t know more about what’s going on.”

  “This isn’t really a good time to talk about this.”

  “When is a good time?”

  “Well, I can’t do it on the phone.”

  “So come over.”

  “I can’t tonight. You know I’m busy this week. And I suspect you’re starting to get some idea of what I’m busy doing.”

  “Brody. I need to see you as soon as possible. Please.”

  He finally relented. “Okay. Let me see if I can break away at some point tomorrow. Probably tomorrow night.”

  “You promise?”

  “I told you. I’ll try.”

  She hung up the phone. Shit. On top of everything else he had to deal with this too. His life had been so simple just a week ago. He lived to steal cars. He stole them from people who had so much money that it was little more than an inconvenience to them. He no ties. No one to worry about but himself. He didn’t have to worry about following around a war criminal. He just existed. He knew that after the last few days he would never be able to have that life again.

  The next 24 hours were largely uneventful. The colonel went out for another lunch. This time it wasn’t a meeting, just him and his goons. They looked to be too young to be his former soldiers. In fact, they were so young that Brody assumed that they were actually the children of his former underlings. Besides that it was just more of the same - getting cozy in the roadside bush. Brody still could not find an opening to snatch the car and he was beginning to doubt that he ever would.

  When the sun began to go down on Thursday night, Brody assumed that he was all clear to step away for the night. The colonel hadn’t left his house after sundown yet and Brody doubted that he would start now. He went back to his car and called Hannah.

  “Hey. Are you at home?”

  She said that she was.

  “Okay. I’m coming over.”

  TWELVE

  Brody's Visit

  After she’d put down the phone Hannah realized that this was the first time that she wasn’t excited to see Brody. She was even dreading it, in a way. She was afraid that this would be the last time that she was see him. Either she would scare him away with her questions or he would scare her away with his answers. The middle ground between the two was so thin that Hannah wasn’t sure that it existed at all.

  Hannah didn’t immediately answer the door when she heard the knock. She had begun to hope that he wouldn’t show up, that they could delay this for as long as possible. Even though she had requested the meeting, she no longer wanted to go through with it. He knocked again. She couldn’t just leave him standing out there. She had to face this head on. After a deep breath, she got up to answer the door.

  Brody was standing there. He looked impatient, as if it were a chore for him to be there. Hannah was put off by this at first but then realized that she probably had a similar gloomy disposition.

  “Come in,” she said.

  Brody came inside. He had none of his usual energy. She wasn’t sure if this was because the week was taking its toll on him or if he was just dreading this meeting. It very well could have been both. He took a seat at her desk chair while she sat on the bed.

  Brody got right to the point. “So what do you want to know?”

  This took Hannah off guard. She had expected to work around the subject for a few minutes before getting to the heart of the matter.

  “I think we need to talk about what happened the other day.”

  “Okay,” he said. “Let’s talk.”

  So he wasn’t going to volunteer anything. He was going to make her ask.

  “What were you doing at the restaurant?”

  He grinned for the first time since he’d arrived. “Eating lunch.”

  “I’m not stupid, Brody.”

  “Sorry. The truth is that I was watching someone.”

  “Who?”

  “You don’t want to know.”

  “Who was it?”

  “You can keep asking, but I’m not going to tell you. I’m sorry.”

  She supposed that was fair given the circumstances. “Okay. Why were you watching him?”

  “I’d also prefer not to tell you that. What I will tell you is that watching and following people is not a regular part of my job.”

  “And what job is that?”

  Brody swallowed. “I don’t want to tell you.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because if I tell you, you won’t want anything to do with me anymore. And I can’t live with that.”

  “Brody, no matter what you tell me I promise that I’ll still be here for you. The only way I’ll leave you is if you don’t tell me.”

  He looked deeply into her eyes as if he was try to gauge the truth of her statement. They fell silent in that moment. They both realized the importance of Brody’s next sentence. An ocean of quiet lay between them.

  “I steal cars.”

  Rather than take the tension out of the air, this simple statement only increased it. They looked at each other while trying to mask the emotions they were feeling in that moment. Hannah knew that it was her turn to speak. She had been struck dumb by this revelation. She knew that something was coming. But it wasn’t until she actually heard him say it out loud that the implications sank in.

  “You steal cars.” It was all she could manage. Her brain had been shattered to pieces like a glass dropped on the floor. “Why?”

  “I get paid to do it.”

  “But it’s wrong.”

  “I know. I don’t really have an excuse for it. It’s just what I do.”

  “How long have you been stealing cars?”

  “Since I was fifteen.”

  Since before he had a driver’s license. This was crazy. Hannah’s head was spinning. She had so many questions. It took all her effort to restrain herself to only asking one at a time.

  “Who pays you?”

  “No. You shouldn’t know that. I’ll try to be as honest as possible, but there are some things I don’t want to tell you. Trust me, it’s for your own safety.”

  “Have you ever...hurt someone while doing it.”

  “I try not to,” he said. “I’d have had pretty good luck avoiding it. So far.”

  So far. He said it like it was something that might change in the near future.

  “What does that mean?”

  “Never say never. That’s all.”

  “The guy you were following. You want to steal his car.”

  Brody nodded.

  “And someone’s paying you to do that?”

  Brody nodded again.

  “Why that car in particular?”

  “It’s a long story.”

  “You want to tell me?”

  “No.”

  “Because it might be dangerous?”

  Brody nodded.

  “What have you gotten yourself into?”

  He shook his head. “I don’t know.”

  Hannah got up and walked over to him. She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. She then straddled the chair and sat down in his lap. She pressed her forehead against his.

  “Tell me it’s going to be okay,” she said.

  “After I get this done, we can be together. I promise.” He then added, “If you still want me.”

  “Of course I do.”

  She kissed him, long and passionately, to confirm this fact. She hadn’t intended to start anything but neither of them wanted to let go of the kiss right away. All the distress that Hannah had been feeling began to fade. The memories of their good times together came flooding back. She remembered why she had become so obsessed with him in the first place. It was an incredible, life-affirming kiss.

  Before she knew it, Hannah was grinding her hips against Brody’s lap. She could
feel him becoming aroused as she did so. Neither of them were trying to make anything happen. They just couldn’t resist each other. Their mutual attraction was strong enough to overcome all the turmoil that had been plaguing them for these last few days. They both seemed to accept that it was in their best interests to forget about all that and just enjoy themselves for a little while.

  She put her hands all over him. She ran them through his hair, over his back, and under his shirt. He used his hands on her as well, cupping her breasts and ass. They pulled each other close together. They still had not broken that first kiss. Hannah’s grinding increased. She could feel that he was almost fully erect and was practically ripping through his pants.

  Brody stood up. Hannah was still straddled around him. He carried her over to the bed and together they laid down. They continued to kiss and grope each other as they stripped off their clothes. They kissed each other’s necks and chests. Any bit of exposed skin became a target. They ground their hips against each other, just inches away from achieving penetration. Hannah wanted him inside her right that second. He did not oblige her right away. Brody has something else in mind.

  Brody kissed downward along the middle of her body. He kissed the nape of her neck, the middle of her breasts, her solar plexus. He lingered along her stomach and then went even further down until he reached the edge of her wispy pubic hair. He then kissed the hood of her clitoris followed by the lips of her pussy. Her gave her labia a long lick and then dipped her tongue into the center of her pussy. He stiffened it and moved it in and out, tongue fucking her pussy. She squirmed at his touch while at the same time lifting her hips to give him better access to her most sensitive area.

  He lifted his tongue from her pussy and began to tickle her clit with it. Hannah closed her eyes and began to moan. She start to massage her own breasts. She pinched, tweaked, and pulled on her own nipples as Brody feasted on her clit. She came within minutes of Brody suckling on her clit. All the tension and frustration from the past few days was released in a torrent in the form of screams from deep within her being.