Interrogation

Nate stalked over to his father, and his father winced.

“You are supposed to be at work. I own you, you stupid, stupid man.” Nate growled. The blond bimbo beside Nate’s father gasped. Nate was temporarily distracted by her, and she smiled playfully when she saw him eye-**** her.

“Did you lie to this woman?” Nate snarled.

“Yes, he did! He told me he had no sons.” the woman pouted. Nate’s father hung his head.

“C’mere, gorgeous.” Nate said, and the blond who’d been hanging off his father quickly threw herself into Nate’s arms. Nate grabbed a handful of her plump ass, while her big tits flattened against Nate’s chest. Nate kissed her plump lips, and she kissed back softly, her hand cupping Nate’s cheek.

“Stop!” Nate’s father exploded. Nate sighed. He pushed the blond away into the crowd, and punched his father. The man stumbled backwards, eyes wide open.

“You need to learn to respect your damn owner! We moved here because your job makes lots of money! So go do your damn job! And don’t leave for forty hours. Understood?” Nate growled.

“Um, I don’t get paid by the hour.” Nate’s dad said meekly.

“I don’t give a fuck.” Nate growled, and walked off to the bar. Lacey appeared out of the crowd and Nate laid his head on her shoulder, and she stroked his back comfortingly.

“It’s ok, baby.” Lacey soothed. Nate put his hands on Lacey’s lovely buttcheeks.

“Hold up! I’m gonna drink this drink!” a girl’s voice yelled. Nate looked at the speaker, amused. It was a stunning girl standing on the bar barefoot, chugging a big ass bottle of Oedipa. Oedipa was the strongest drink known to humankind, and only existed in Oedipal Zones, as it is partly made with the same chemical compound that created the first OZ.

She wore no collar, and had ‘LOOKING FOR OWNER’ written in bright red lipstick across her cleavage. Nate grinned. The drunk girl, wobbling, gave Nate a sloppy smile.