A Neon Rattrap - Part 6
The privacy door mechanically swings open generating a low grinding sound like an overweight handicap’s electric wheelchair. Another poorly dressed thug makes his appearance grinning and staring at the floor while he makes his way through the threshold. His head pops up in alarm at realizing I am standing there, and three other bodies follow […]
A Neon Rattrap - Part 5
There’s no telling how much time I have before someone comes snooping to see how Rocco is getting along with me. I’d only heard stories about Rocco and these sides of The Pimp’s house slash office, normally I am treated to the front portions with the civilized people.
There are no windows here, and the only […]
A Neon Rattrap - Part 4
I’ve been the unwilling recipient of sobering hands to the face before. There is just something about the sudden shock of being jarred that makes your senses go into overdrive. Right now my ears are ringing and my fingertips tingling with static as the thug brothers hold my hands behind my back and Rocco pounds […]
A Neon Rattrap - Part 3
I didn’t give The Pimp a return smile, or at least not the look he wanted to see. The look that would save my ass from destruction would have signaled that I would have let him violate me personally. My grimace however, unlocked the door to the “back room” where I would meet my fate […]
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