Chapter 6
by bsnick
Where are they going and what merchandise is being returned?
To a doctor, but the merchandise is yet to be revealed
Used to driving a small car Courtney was amazed by the vista afforded by the truck's height, marveling and resenting it at the same time. Just that morning she was warily scooting around trucks like this, timidly giving way if they so much as swayed toward her lane, nearly panicking outright if they were to actually start to enter her lane. Each time one came towards her on the other side of the street she'd have visions of it swerving just a couple of feet, leaving a Courtney shaped smear on the road.
Come to think of it she felt like a mini herself and Reggie a monster truck. If the woman wanted she could probably rip off Courtney's arm.
Long moments went by while she tried to be as unobtrusive as possible. It was ruined when she suddenly gasped.
"What?" Reggie barked. Courtney jumped, the seatbelt she'd insisted upon wearing keeping her from going so much as an inch upward. Though she wanted to do the cowardly thing and run she froze under Reggie's gaze.
"What?" the rough-and-tumble woman asked impatiently.
"Uh, my car. My mini. It's... it's brand new... I just bought it. My first new car..." she felt herself getting all weepy-eyed just thinking about it. "Are they going to take it from me?"
Reggie muttered something uncomplimentary, and went back to staring out the windshield like she was a robot in some sort of auto war game looking for her next target.
"Yes. They'll sell it to reduce the debt," she finally answered.
Courtney's eyes welled up. She knew it was silly to feel so weepy. It was just a car after all, but it was her first sign of making it, getting somewhere, becoming her own person. That and this whole mess was so confusing, so inexplicable, and she had no idea where this terrifying woman was taking her.
"Here," Reggie said.
"Huh?" Courtney replied.
Reggie glared and turned off the engine.
"Oh," Courtney muttered, staring out the window to try and figure out where they were. Aside from an impeccable office building and some expensive cars there wasn't anything to see. She was just looking around for a sign to explain things when Reggie wrenched open her door.
"Get out," she said, and Courtney fumbled for the seatbelt, tugging her skirt down with embarrassment as it rode up while she turned. Her attempt to exit gracefully was futile. At several feet above the ground and wearing heels she instead tripped, and pitched forward toward the pavement.
It seemed like she was falling off a roof, and she just knew she was going to break something, maybe snap her neck. At least it would get her out of this nightmare.
A second later two hands caught her and swung her safely down to the pavement.
"Th... thanks," she said automatically, taking a few moments to compose herself before realizing that Reggie had her breasts in her hands and was squeezing them in a sort of clinical way.
"Hey!" she protested, daring to swat the giant hands.
Reggie grunted, letting go. "Definitely..." she muttered, but the blood rushing to Courtney's face drowned out the rest. The large lady turned and walked purposefully toward a door, seeming to draw Courtney along behind her like her iron will was a leash.
"Where are we?" Courtney asked as they passed inside, daring to stop for a split-second before a listing of offices and tenants. Doctors and dentists and lawyers populated the list.
Reggie ignored the question, guiding her down one corridor before pushing open a door. She gestured Courtney through, giving her only enough time to see the name 'Doctor Willis' followed by something else she didn't get to read.
"A doctor?" she said, but no answer was forthcoming.
"Regina!" a woman in white greeted, her face nearly matching it a second later. "Ah, that is, Reggie."
Reggie nodded, and Courtney was distracted from her worry by everyone's **** to call Reggie Regina. Of course, she'd hate to have a name like that.
"He ready?"
"Go right in. Second room on the left." the girl smiled, showing her pearly white teeth.
Courtney's thoughts returned to the question of why they were here as she was all but pushed down the corridor and into the room
Why are they there and what does this doctor have planned for poor Courtney?
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In Debt
A woman does nasty things to pay her debt
Created on Aug 18, 2010 by sooshi
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