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Chapter 19 by supman supman

Has Max been fantasizing about someone at Jam Pony? We already know it's not Cindy.

Sketchy

Alec watched amused as Max’s face flushed red and her pupils narrowed and she shot a look of pure hatred towards him.

“I have.” Max muttered under her breathe, “Don’t you dare-”

“Who?” Alec cut her off.

Answering questions wasn’t like following physical commands. If he told her to stand her body would have moved without thinking; as if the message skipped the conscious part of her mind. She would move on reflex. Questions seemed different, like an itch in the back of her mind that she had to scratch. Any other thought stuttered in her head until the only thing she could think of was the truthful response to his question.

“Sketchy,” Max replied through clenched teeth. She was staring down at the floor door, embarrassed and ashamed.

Alec grin spread. “Sketchy?” he laughed, “Why that goof?”

Max turned away and clenched her fists. “He is a goof, an idiot, he would lose his head if it wasn’t attached to his neck. He isn’t anything special to look at. He has no money, no prospects, he lives in a bigger shit hole than I do. Yet he has girls falling over him. He breaks up with one, he has another girl within a week and two more on the side.”

“So you can’t help but wonder if it's his talent in the sack that keeps the ladies coming back for more?”

Max stood, “Yes, and so what of it? Is that so bad?” she turned and began to pace. “You just know he’s thought about me. Probably jerked off a thousand times to the memory of me in my bike shorts, dreamed of bending me over Normal’s desk and fucking me bareback until he blew his load. Pinning me against my locker and forcing me to suck him off while everyone else worked.”

She let out a sigh and ran her hands through her hair, “So what if I wondered? Maybe he has big cock, maybe he just knows how to treat a girl? Maybe I just want to find out what. If he could fantasize about me why can’t I have a daydream or two of him fucking me from behind in an alley in between runs?”

The embarrassment was gone now, only anger and arousal from the **** thoughts of Sketchy's fat cock forcing itself inside her body was left as she stalked towards Alec. Fearing she might actually attack him he quickly asked another question. “So what do you want to do about it Max?”

What does Max want to do?

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