Into The Alley

Lois held her bulging belly with both hands as she guided herself toward the fire door to the alley. Slow cramps were wracking her body, and the best she could manage was a waddle, back and shoulders aching from the unexpected weight. She definitely wasn't going to be crossing the dance floor, especially not when she felt ready to deliver.

The gravid reporter shouldered her way out the door, into the cool night air. Sucked it into her lungs, glad for a moment to be outside, away from the smell of booze and sweaty bodies. She ran a hand over her bare belly, and her heart almost melted as she felt something move inside of the great protruding stomach.

"It's okay babies," Lois said. "Mommy's going to get you safe to the hospital."

"Only if Mommy wants to pay the toll," a voice growled, and Lois realized she wasn't alone in the alley.

There were three of them. Big, gruff-looking men who hadn't bathed lately. Maybe they slept in the alley. They had the lean, hungry, restless look that homeless men got when they substituted lighter fluid for booze because it was cheaper.

"Don't **** me," Lois said. "Please. I'm pregnant."

"We can see that," one of the men growled. "But this is our alley. You want to walk through here, you gotta pay us."

Lois reached for her wallet...and couldn't find it. She cursed, searching, but it was gone. Some pickpocket maybe...or did she leave it in the basement, after Blaze had fucked her? Either way, it wasn't here now.

"I don't have any money," she said.

"Ain't been with a woman in a long time," one of the men reached down and grabbed the threadbare crotch of his pants. "How 'bout you let us wet the baby's head, aye?"

Lois backed away. She looked behind her, but the alley ended at a brick wall and a row of trash cans. The fire door was closed and locked from the outside.

"Please," she said. "Don't...I don't want to..."

"Ain't no one forcing you," the biggest of them said, his voice thick and slow. "But he's right. You ain't got cash, we want pussy. And you ain't going no place 'til we get it. We ain't about to **** you either. We got all the time in the world..."

And I don't, Lois knew, wincing as another contraction struck her. She needed to get to the hospital fast. But the price to get through this alley unmolested...well, there was no way out unmolested, was there?