Pit Stop

Suzy's eyes slowly drifted open to see that the sun was fully risen. Her body was heavy from fatigue and a night of deep, much needed sleep. She checked her phone, scrolled through her social media accounts, saw nothing of interest; and reluctantly slid from beneath the covers. She groggily made her way to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, shaved her legs, and paused as the razor was on her thighs. With a sigh, she carefully shaved her tender pussy. She didn't know how much longer her mother expected her stay here, but suspected the divorce would be a brutal, drawn-out affair given how much money and property was on the line. Long enough, she pessimistically surmised, that Emma would find some new torment for her.

"Well, it wasn't all bad..."she thought shamefully to herself. "Too bad I didn't snap a picture of Karl. Julia would be so jealous..." she thought to herself before nearly jumping out of her skin at the sound of a knock on her door. "Just a minute!" she called as she quickly finished her trimming and wrapped a towel around herself. She cracked the door and saw the cheshire cat grin of Emma waiting for her. She stepped back and walked over to her suitcase as her tall cousin entered. Suzy pulled out a pair of panties and sat on the edge of her bed, leaning over to put them on.

"Aht! No need for those!" Emma said, snatching the panties from her and twirling them around her extended, slender finger. Suzy looked up with annoyance in her eyes. "Grab your bikini. We're going swimming." Suzy's grimace softened. She had assumed that the mischievous girl had something else in mind. She pulled out her bikini bottoms and slid them on; still somewhat unconvinced there wasn't more to this. Next, she let the towel fall away onto the bed and tied her bikini top around her petite body, noting that her breasts had grown since last summer yet again and that she was showing a bit more cleavage than she intended. Next, she slid into her street clothes, grabbed her purse, and followed Emma down the stairs.

To her shock, her Aunt was in the kitchen; her hair a mess and wrapped in a thin silk robe. What was more shocking was the shirtless man asleep on the couch. Suzy opened her mouth to speak, but the contented look on her aunt's face as she flipped an egg stopped her. She didn't know what she'd say anyway. Emma nudged her along. "Going to the lake!" Emma said just as they hit the door.

"Wear sunscreen! And call if you are going to be late! I want to cook you girls dinner!" the lovely redhead answered. Suzy shook her head. She didn't know how Emma did it. Just the thought of her own mother's sexual indiscretions drove her crazy. The realization that Emma was probably acting out the way she did was almost certainly a response to Aunt Kate's "lifestyle" softened her condemnation of what had happened, but not completely.

As they walked to Emma's SUV, she saw two men sitting in an old, well maintained muscle car pulling out of the driveway. "Must be the other two from last night," she thought to herself. She couldn't see the look of wicked delight on their faces, or the smell of motor oil on their skin. As Emma drove passed them, she thought she recognized one of them, but in truth was too preoccupied with worries about what her cousin had in store for her.

She should have been worried about them...

Half an hour later, they pulled into a convenience store at the edge of Dukeberry. Suzy glanced at the tank, seeing it was nearly full. "What are we doing?" Suzy asked. Emma grinned at her.

"Getting booze, of course." the tall girl replied. Suzy wasn't surprised whatsoever. She sighed, and followed her cousin into the Shell station. She glanced around and grabbed a couple of granola bars to go along with a large Cherry Coke from the fountain as Emma made her way straight to the cold 12 packs. Suzy was a bit nervous, but Emma seemed like she'd done this a dozen times before. She put the granola bars on the counter along with her drink and pulled out her phone to check her messages. She was slightly startled when Emma sat the 12 pack down beside her items.

"Will that be all?" she heard from a familiar voice. Suzy's eyes went wide as she slowly looked up at the cashier. The last time she'd seen his face she was sucking his cock in the back on a van, his friends' cum still dripping down her body. It was Vance, the tall guy from the van. He realized who his customers were almost at the same moment, and grin parted his face.

"I'll just need to see some I.D." he said, pointing to the "Must be 21" sign above and the right of the counter. Suzy fished through her purse, just wanting this to be over.

"M..must have forgot it at home." she said with a faint shrug and **** chuckle.

"You know, we are supposed to call the sheriff..." he replied. Emma caught onto what was going on, and couldn't help but grin. She motioned with her head for Suzy to respond. The petite girl's shoulders sank. Her cheeks blushed badly as she timidly spoke.

"Could you show me to the bathroom first?" Suzy asked, not meeting his gaze as she played with the strap on her shirt. She knew then that Emma drove to this gas station specifically to torment her. Vance smiled, tossed his hat off, and grabbed the unisex bathroom key.

"This way." he said. Suzy turned to Emma with a grimace as she was led by the wrist passed the potato chips. Emma waved, picked up the beer and food, and walked out. She didn't notice the classic Dodge Charger with its two occupants over by the car wash, but they certainly noticed her.