Lone Wolf #6: Chicago Slaughter by Barry Mike

Author:Barry, Mike [Barry, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4405-4239-8
Publisher: Prologue Books
Published: 1974-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Randall was about to fuck the girl when the distress signal came in from the guardhouse. It was an ordinary trip signal of the type which set off a blinker and a buzz in the setting on the opposite wall, and he saw it as he was literally poised over the girl, seeking entrance. Her pants were down around one ankle, sweater pulled up to the neck and she was regarding him with an intense look which seemed to work between fascination and terror, which was fine with him. He liked to scare them a little. He didn’t actually like to hurt them, that kind of thing wasn’t his bag at all, leave it to Versallo, but he did like to give them the feeling that they might be slapped around; he liked to see the fear rising within them. What the hell. It wasn’t like he couldn’t get a good hard-on anyway, it wasn’t that he couldn’t come any way he wanted, he was no pervert for God’s sake … but he liked a little rough stuff or at least the threat of it. It did something for him.

But the light was going crazy, the buzzer was whining. Something had happened down there, that was for sure. “Oh shit,” he said, locked against the girl in the posture of entrance. She looked at him dumbly, another secretary, another one of the series of cheap little cunts who Versallo liked to bring in on a fast turnover to keep the troops entertained. All of them fucked. If they didn’t fuck they were gone, it was a condition of employment. This one had promised to be one of the best he had fooled around with in months, tense and tight below, the needful suction of her little cunt contrasting with the fear in her eyes in a way that really excited Randall….

But there was the fucking alarm. Something was going on down there for sure. Coombs was a reasonably competent old guy and he wouldn’t have set it off unless things were really going crazy or unless the dead-man backup had been used and someone, not knowing about that alarm, had triggered it simply by standing in the wrong place in the wrong posture. “Oh shit,” he said again, closing his eyes, hoping that it would all go away, but of course it did not. These things never did.

Let Versallo deal with it. Except that Versallo would not; the alarm went off in his office and in Versallo’s but by clear right of seniority Versallo was the man who would sit back, make preparations while Randall had to go in there and see exactly what the hell was coming off. It wasn’t fair, of course. Nothing was fair. Still, that was the employer-employee relationship for you.

All the time he was involuntarily pumping. He was really sealed within her now, he couldn’t get out easily. But without his mind on it he couldn’t come either.

“What’s wrong?” the girl said. Her voice was curiously level for someone who was actually being fucked.

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