09-25-2009, 02:31 PM
Cowboy grinned. Coke was something he actually wasn't poor in. He offed a cokedealer this morning for a rival druglord, and he had close to a kilo's worth, already cut up and ready to sell. If only he had someone to sell it to.
"Oh well, don't have to, now." He thought to himself, then answered Dee, "I got some coke back at my place, and, nah, we can do that back at my place..."
He turned down another alleyway, ending up behind an abandoned garage. He opened the rusty emergency exit, and shuffled her inside, the thoughts of fucking her as she was drugged senseless sent arcs of lust through his body.
Inside, it looked better than the outside. It was quite obviously part of the garage's office, and a bed, couch, TV, and a small cache of weapons were littered about. He reached up, plucking a small package of coke from the collection he gained earlier today, and tossed it onto the table in front of D-Star.
"There we go." He grinned, sitting down on the stained mattress that made up his bed, "you stay, you get more."
"Oh well, don't have to, now." He thought to himself, then answered Dee, "I got some coke back at my place, and, nah, we can do that back at my place..."
He turned down another alleyway, ending up behind an abandoned garage. He opened the rusty emergency exit, and shuffled her inside, the thoughts of fucking her as she was drugged senseless sent arcs of lust through his body.
Inside, it looked better than the outside. It was quite obviously part of the garage's office, and a bed, couch, TV, and a small cache of weapons were littered about. He reached up, plucking a small package of coke from the collection he gained earlier today, and tossed it onto the table in front of D-Star.
"There we go." He grinned, sitting down on the stained mattress that made up his bed, "you stay, you get more."
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
