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Chapter 10 by Jessicaluver Jessicaluver

What does she choose?

She takes the car

(This chapter is not mine this is a translated chapter made by sammycolt from the other dark angel story by MACC enjoy)

Max's mind raced as she calculated which of the alternatives represented the least of evils. Going to the cops ruled her out just as quickly as ducking into the sewers. She had no idea where she would get out of this once she got in. Also, while there probably weren't any monsters there, she could say with good certainty that a lot of bums crouched there for protection from the night, and she didn't really want to be groped by shabby, dirty losers. So that left the alley, the house and the old bastard with the car. She was just about to flee in the direction of the alley when a wave of breath-taking stench spilled out at her. Apparently the garbage there had been rotting away since before the attacks, otherwise Max couldn't imagine how such a stench could come about. This way of escape was also eliminated; the stench was just too bestial.

'Well, just two more...' Max thought. The man who was gawking at her from his car door could easily have been her grandfather. He didn't really fit into their prey pattern, to say the least. He was wearing grubby clothes, had a slight paunch and was slowly losing his gray hair. The house, on the other hand, was across the street. She would have to walk right through the cops' field of vision and she could well imagine that the moment they saw the little cum-covered Latina walking naked across the street, the old man with his truck would be ignored. In addition, she neither knew whether the house was inhabited despite the door being kicked in, nor, if this was not the case, whether there would be an escape route for her there. She'd probably be stuck there, waiting for the cops to come, pull her through every trick in the book, and then, if she was lucky, maybe let her go. Sighing heavily, Max turned to the old man. At least he could get her home safely, although he would certainly ask for something in return. He really didn't look like a Good Samaritan. She raised her arms protectively to shield her cunt and tits from his greedy gaze and slowly walked towards him, making sure the cops wouldn't see her.

"Excuse me mister, I have a problem. Can you take me with you?” she called to the man.

"I don't know, little one. I'm on a tight schedule... I don't think I can help you without proper compensation”, the man groaned and cleared his throat, “You know, I have a problem with that too”; he said, nodding meaningfully at his crotch where an impressive bulge was emerging, "Actually, you're the one to blame for my problem. But I'm a nice guy: if you do everything I tell you to solve my problem, then I'll help you."

Max stared at the man. She hadn't expected such audacity. She hesitated.

"You better decide quickly, otherwise the nice gentlemen back there will be happy to take you with them."

He was right. The cops would spot her in a few seconds.

"Okay, ok! I'll do whatever you want!” she said hastily and took a step in the direction of the car.

"Not so fast, sweetheart! I think a deposit would be appropriate!” the man grinned, his voice shaking slightly with excitement.

Max faltered, but she had ****. She let her arms dangle resignedly at her sides and presented her most private parts to him. The man licked his lips lustfully as he took a close look at her perfect, round breasts with cute little nipples. Then his gaze wandered down, over the flat, well-trained stomach, to the shaved, slightly swollen cunt. He internally whooped when he saw that she was so wet, her juices were already running down her inner thighs. The little one made it cool! However, the dampness could also be due to the fact that some people had apparently worried her a lot today, judging by the sperm that was in her hair, on her face, on her tits and stomach and on her legs.

He **** himself to tear himself away from the sight. "Okay, hop in, little one, but hurry up! And hide!” he hissed. Max didn't need to be told twice and scurried to the passenger door, slipped inside and crouched in the footwell while she hoped that the old man could get rid of the cops

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