Door-to-Door

Walter looked a the two entranced coeds. He had them roll up the tops of their skirts, so they showed more thigh and made them look more like cock-teasing private school girls.

He took some photos of them. He had been sitting at home enjoying a cup of coffee and looking at the porno he made with his neighbor Ms. Evans after she had come over to complain about all the women coming and going from his house. He had fucked up the ass in his backyard then pissed on the back of her head before sending her home naked with no memory of what happened to her but knowing it was all her fault.

Then his doorbell rang. He opened the door to find two pretty coeds. "May I help you?"

"I'm Brianne," said the blonde, who was holding a clipboard.

"I'm Sasha," said the brunette. "We're sophomore at Rev. Higgins College."

Walter struggled not to roll his eyes. Higgins was a far right, religious fundamentalist college that was always dabbling in local politics and inviting far right Christian nationalists to come speak on campus. The school was right outside of town.

"What can I do you?"

"Did you know that the town is going to allow a strip club to open on Watson Rd?"

"And it's going to have..." Sasha was turning red, "lesbian strip nights. Imagine those perverts and the sick things the do?"

"But it's indoors, and...."

"And?! That's just a mile from a school and it's on the way to Higgins."

"But it won't be visible from the school, and there are no houses on that road, so the children won't..."

"But it's sinful and wrong!" interjected. Sasha.

Walter did not appreciate being interrupted, but he just smiled. "You know you're right. How can I help?"

"Sign this petition," said Brianne.

"Just a second." Walter retrieved a gold pen with a jeweled top. He twirled it in his fingers, and the two girls could not stop watching and soon, they were entranced.