Zombie Farm Stories: Randy's Tale by Crisp M

Author:Crisp, M. [Crisp, M.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-11-10T05:00:00+00:00

GUARDS

Tack watched as the blonde stripper gyrated in front of him to Private Dancer, as the song came to an end, she violated the no touching policy, grinding on his lap, and rubbing her heavily perfumed body against him, and brushing her red painted lips against his. Shit, he was getting his ten dollars worth on this song, he thought to himself.

The song ended, and she whispered, “want another, if you make it a twenty, I’ll flash my pussy this time.”

Tack glanced at his watch, “afraid I can’t tonight Destiny, gotta’ get to work, rain check though.” He said, as he slid the ten dollar bill into her panties. As she was putting what passed for her clothes back on, Tack ran his fingers across his crewtettetcut, “hey, I get paid tomorrow, want to grab a bite to eat after your shift? I’ll buy you breakfast at that little all night joint by the truck stop.”

Destiny smiled, “thanks sweetie, but you know my policy.”

Tack nodded and left just as Hot For Teacher was starting, and another stripper came on the stage in a slutty business suit and librarian glasses. He walked into the gravel parking lot of The Pink Armadillo, and yawned, he figured instead of going home, he would get to the prison early, and sack out on the couch in the warden’s reception office until it was time for his shift, so he wouldn’t be late again.

He had a thing for Destiny, asking her out after a few lap dances had become almost a ritual for him, but she always said she didn’t date customers. He said he would stop being a customer there if she would go out with him, then she claimed to be dating some military guy, girls are a sucker for a uniform. A military one, not the glorified security guard kind he had to wear. He had been in the Marine Corps briefly, and he did cut quite the figure in his dress uniform, recruiting poster material with his buzz cut and trim physique. He was always in trouble though, so the Marines tossed him. He was caught selling drugs, hell, so was his Gunny Sergeant, but he was no snitch.

He got on his motorcycle and kick started it, at least he was off this weekend, and Friday is payday, maybe if he gave Destiny a fifty, she would do more than just flash him her pussy.

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