Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Country Gal Gone Wild - Chapter 10.2

After hanging up the phone, Logan returned to Ruby’s video. It was paused on one of his favorite parts. This part contained the scene where she wore nothing but a pink see-through dress with a matching G-string and pink stilettos. Her eyes were glazed from too much alcohol. Body glitter sparkled on her skin.   
A few seconds later, images of Ruby on stage at a club flashed before him. She danced full speed ahead to a techno song, causing everything on her body to shake, including those fantastic DD cups and that supple round bottom that made a man want to squeeze forever. At least that’s what Logan tried to do the three times he’d had her.  
Three minutes passed where other girls were featured. Finally they showed Ruby again. She was in a private room in the back of the film crew’s tour bus this time. Her eyes looked even more glazed now as she reclined on an animal print covered water bed. She began to touch herself for the camera. She also played with a few sex toys.  
This was another favorite part for Logan. It was the part of the video that usually had him touching himself. However, not this time. This time, Logan reached over and touched his gun.  
Rage surged through his body at the thought of Ruby actually marrying another man after turning him down flat each time he asked. Her first excuse had been because they wanted too many different things out of life. Her second had been because of the part he’d played in her father’s heart attack.  
How was I supposed to know the man’s heart was bad? He can still out swim and outrun men half his age, Logan thought, refusing to shoulder any of the blame concerning Papa Hudson. He blame Ruby for it all. None of this would have ever happened if she hadn’t been so wild and loose. If she’d only let him tame her.
Standing to his feet, Logan headed outside for some fresh air. The basement had suddenly become stifling. 

Fortunately he had enough sense to leave his gun inside. However, he did remember to grab his pouch of chewing tobacco. He had to have something to help calm his frayed nerves.

(c) 2014 by Mi'Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier

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