Gritty - Chapter 2

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At the same moment that Jay shuts the door to the hooker hotel room, about 15 miles away on a dark highway, 5 super hot bitches a zooming down the road. It’s quiet in the car. And everyone seems to be pissed.

“Tallulah?” says Maureen.

Maureen is a funny girl. She has those giant blue eyes with hair as dark as the night. Her skin is as pale as pancake batter and she always seems to be a little more serious than she needs to be. Right now she is serious because she has been driving for a very long time and no one will speak to her.

“Tallulah?” Maureen says this a little louder this time and there is still no answer. Maureen cannot tell if Tallulah is asleep like Roz and Mandy or not because she is wearing her black sunglasses and its pitch black outside. Tallulah has this long slender body but she has all the good fat pockets where she is supposed to. Besides that, she does things when she’s drinking that makes porn stars blush.

She is wedged in between Roz and Mandy in the back seat. Mandy is a pretty plain chick. Sandy brown hair. No real style to it. But Roz on the other hand, has the biggest, most godnormus tits in the world. They are so freaking big that people always think that she is some obese fat chick. It is just that she can very rarely find cloths to fit her. Girls are so cruel too. If she where’s anything that is sexy or revealing I the least bit, every bitch in the room glares, gives dirty looks and talks shit. The last time it happened, some guy was drooling all over himself at the site of these giant tits. That was until the guys girlfriend came up and accused Roz of being a fucking home wrecker, and beat the shit out her. It just took a little pull for those monster to rip through the top that she had on. Next thing Roz knew, she was on the ground crying, looking on while everyone laughed at her and pointing at the biggest tits on the most insecure girl in the world.

I wish I could say more about Mandy. She’s just fucking boring. The only reason why the girls brought her along in because she had enough money for gas for their trip. The only reason why I allowed that to happen is because without her, in about three hours, this story could get really dull.

“Tallulah? You cannot still be mad at me.”

Tallulah raises her head up and says, “Oh muthafucka yes I can bitch.”

“How was I supposed to know it was gonna blow?” Maureen asks.

“It is Spring fucking Break. Who stays at school during Spring fucking Break?” Then under her breath she whispers, “Jackass.”

“Look, Chico State is supposed to be thee party school. How was I supposed to know that this was their Spring Break week?” Maureen pauses and clears her throat. “Are Mandy and Roz still sleeping?”

Tallulah looks back and forth at them. They are sound asleep sawing logs like the greatest lumberjacks of any day. “Yep. Should I wake them?”

“No. Let them sleep. I don’t need everyone talking shit again.”

For some reason, most likely because Tallulah is a bitch, she slaps Roz across the face as hard as she could given the small place in which she is seated.

“What the fuck?” Roz yells.

“Oh, you had a little something on your face right here.” Tallulah trails off. “I thought is was a bug or something.”

“Whatever cunt.” Roz seems to be a little bit upset with the way she has been awoken.

Tallulah throws her head back and laughs and laughs. She then swings her head around to face Mandy with her hair all over her face. Then, at the top of her lungs. Tallulah yells in Mandy’s ear, “That’s some pretty fucking funny shit, huh?”

This causes Mandy to jump. But like I said before, Mandy is totally fucking boring and doesn’t serve much of a purpose other than to get our girls from here to there a little later.

“Where the fuck are we?” Mandy says.

Tallulah responds like a prophet of their generation with, “Six hours from Hell Fuck and the rest of our lives away from Shit Fuck.” Tallulah follows this pearl of wisdom with laughing and snorting.

“God, are you still drunk.” Asks Roz.

“We’ve been in the car for like seven hours.” Mandy adds.

Tallulah pulls a fifth of Jim Beam out form in between her legs, “Yep. I am still drunk.” She then leans into Mandy and lays her head upon Mandy’s shoulder. “You wanna take me home? I’m a real cheap date. I’m already all liquored up for ya.” Tallulah leans in for a kiss.

Mandy pushes her away, “Fucking Dyke!”

“Hey! Fuck that shit!” Maureen is a lesbian. She doesn’t like it when people, especially her friends, language like that.

“No. That’s okay.” Tallulah says, “I can dig it.”

“Well I can’t.” Maureen says.

“That’s cool. No worries.” After Tallulah says this, she rolls her eyes hard underneath the dark black sunglasses.

It’s been quiet for a couple minutes now so Roz tries to break the silence. She looks at Tallulah and says,“I didn’t know that you were into girls? Have you always been?”

“Oh I’m not. I just bi or tri or whatever, I don’t care. And besides, stuck in this car for seven damn hours even makes you look fuckable.” They all begin laugh. “Come here Sugar Tits!” Tallulah grabs Roz’s tits and starts squeezing them repeatedly. “Honk! Honk!” Tallulah yells.

“Get away!”

“Tickle, tickle, tickle.”

While Roz tries (but not hard enough) to get Tallulah off her insanely large knockers, Mandy asks Maureen a question.

“So when did you know that you were a lesbian?”

“We are not going to talk about that.” Maureen says in a stone face manner that left a lot of tension behind it.

“OK. Well, what about you Lena?”

Lena! Alright. Now we get to talk about Lena. Lena is a hot little blonde with droopy little “fuck me” eyes. She is the youngest one in the car by like five years. In fact, she is only 16 but no one I the car knows it. not even her girlfriend, Maureen who is about six years her senior.

Instead of Lena answering, Maureen does for her. “She’s not aloud to talk right now.”

“Why?” Mandy asks.

“Because I said so.” Maureen says and then looks over at her lover and for a second gets lost in her eyes. But, knowing she could kill everyone in the car by doing that, she stops and looks back toward the road.

Just then, Tallulah screams as if a giant 18 wheeler was barreling into them. “FUCK THIS SHIT!!! Pull the car over! Pull the fucking car over now!”

In a panic, Maureen says, “What the fuck? Why?”

“You dumb bitches promised me a good fucking time. You said we’d be partying and we haven’t done shit! Pull off the road.”

“Here. In the middle of nowhere?”

“Maureen, it’s the of somewhere! We are going to find a fucking club and have a good fucking time. What do you say girls?”

Roz is a little apprehensive. “I don’t know?”

Tallulah continues, “It’s a fucking adventure! We don’t know where we are. We don’t know anybody. We could go into a bar and say we are foreign exchange students from fucking France or super models from LA. Like these fucking bohicks would know any better? C’mon. We haven’t done shit in four days!”

“Alright, I’m down.” says Maureen.

“Okay.” Roz says.

“Fuck.” Mandy adds.

Lena just smiles. Then Roz says. “What about Lena?”

Maureen answers for her. “I said, I’m down.”

The girls scream as the car blares down the highway and exits at the next off ramp.