Horny Hillbillies

The three figures make their way up the hill. They had obviously spotted the car.

Tucking your dick away and zipping up you get out of the car to go speak with them. Natali does so as well though you really wish she had stayed in the vehicle and locked up. The pair of you go to the rear of the car to intercept the trio. As they get about 20 yards away you finally speak.

"Hey. Who are you?" You call.

The wide beam from a powerful flashlight suddenly blinds you. You hear a man's voice. "Well what do we have here? Couple of rich city snobs takin in some fresh air."

A woman speaks next. "Probably up here fuckin each others brains out." You can tell they had been drinking, though they weren't sloppy drunk. All three laugh.

The first man speaks again as the beam of light centers on Natali. "Probly right. Was he fuckin you miss?"

The three of them hoot with laughter again.

"Okay, that's enough!" You say. "Pull your truck out of the way and we'll be out of here."

You hear another man. "Hoooeeee! Listen to him givin the orders!"

Natali speaks up, having already had enough of this. "Do you know who this is you stupid hillbillies? This is Vincent fucking Calabrese!"

You cringed, that was probably not the way to go in this situation. If anything she probably just made things far worse. In the circles Natali was used to navigating everyone had heard of Vincent Calabrese. You weren't so sure these folks were as 'in the know'.

There is more laughter. "Well la-dee-fuckin-da! Holeee shit, did you hear that! It's Vince Garabrazy!"

'Oh shit.' You think. You then say in a firm tone. "Okay, okay. Just let us out of here and we'll be on our way."

"Look at that fuckin car." It is the woman again. "Jesus."

"Well...you want a woman like that, you gotta have a car like that." One of the men says.

"And if you want a woman like you, you gotta have a truck like that." The other one jibes.

"Shut the fuck up Howard!" Says the woman. "At least my man's got a woman, unlike you. Anyways, what's she got that I don't"

There is a tense silence. You did not like where this was headed! "Okay, everyone calm down!"

"Stop givin orders you fuck!" Howard barks as he centers the light on you.

The woman again. "Why don't we see what makes her so damn special. Let's give lonely Howard here a show, hey Jimmy?"

"Stop this now!" You order. You could tell Natali was getting nervous as she pressed into your side.

"Hee hee hee! I was thinkin the same thing my darlin wife. Let's have the city boy watch Howard have some fun with his purdy skank. Hee hee!" Jimmy steps into the light. He was a fat man in his mid 30's, maybe 5'10" with brushy dark blonde hair and beard. In his hand was a 6 inch blade!

You couldn't believe this was happening, though after the past few days you should have known anything was possible.

"Stay the fuck back!" You say.

Jimmy holds the knife up, tilting it from side to side so it shines in the light. "This says I get to do what I want. Besides, my sweet baby Jolene says she wants to see what you got there. And my poor blue-balled buddy Howard sure as hell wants some of that!"

"Fuckin strip that bitch Jimmy! Let's see them big titties." Cheers on Jolene. "Let's see how rich boy likes it when Howard is reamin her pooper. Ha ha ha! She won't sit right for days!"

Jimmy takes another few steps. Stepping forward in front of Natali you sink your fist into his tub of guts. He goes down in a gasping heap. You quickly grab the knife and take a step back again, ready in case anyone else approached.

You hear the click click of a cocking gun. You could just make out the tall form of Howard, flashlight in his left hand and a revolver in his right. Both pointed right at you!

"Awww city boy. Ya shouldn'ta done that..."