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Chapter 11 Blowjob in car

  Louisa's POV   "How was your first night shift at the 'grocery store'?" Jackie asked me as soon as I got into the car.   My dad's truck was used for transporting horses, so I had to carpool with Leah and Jackie every day in their beaten-up Chevy to school.   "I was fired," I replied.   "What?!" Both Leah and Jackie asked at the same time.   "Lucas Farrow was at the club and that asshole accused me of stealing some fucking lighter from him. That's why they fired me."   I intentionally skipped the humiliation I had been through in the VIP room.   If Leah knew what had happened to me, she would have had a heart attack.   Jackie, on the other hand, might have picked up a knife or a road sign to stab Lucas in his ass.   Leah and Jackie looked at each other. To my surprise, neither of them said anything.   After a while, Leah said, "Louisa, we'll help you to look for another part-time job."   Jackie added, "Yeah, I heard Burger Barn was hiring..."   "Seriously?" I rubbed my eyes and asked. "Neither of you wants to make comments on the fact that Lucas has accused an innocent person of stealing?!"   "Louisa, we're sorry..." Jackie whispered.   I could see fear and infliction in her dark brown eyes.   "Why do you have to be sorry?! Maybe it's just bad luck to be blamed for stealing. I don't know, maybe I really have stolen from that fucking asshole because he's filthy rich and I'm fucking poor. You just never know!" I blurted it out.   After I let it out, I immediately regretted it. It wasn't fair to make my friends accountable for whatever misfortune I'd been through.   Having realized that, I felt even more furious with myself.   I'm such a loser. I thought to myself. I didn't have the gut to confront Lucas last night. Now, I'm barking like a mad dog at my friends, who were visibly worried about me.   However, I really could use some sympathy from my best friends. I didn't expect them to participate in my revenge on Lucas because not everyone wanted to stand up against the rich and powerful. But at least they could show their support by accusing Lucas of being a shameless bastard.   Being bothered by these thoughts, I felt suffocated. I rolled down the window to get some ventilation, only to see a black Porsche passing by.   The tinted window slid down silently and I saw Lucas sitting in the driver's seat.   He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses. His hair was arranged in a neat slick back fashion. How could a man look so fresh, so clean, so minty after a whole night of debauchery?! It wasn't fair for him to look at that and be him.   "Hey. I was waiting for you to call me." He waved his hand gently in my direction.   "Fuck you!" I hissed at him.   "Well, good morning to you, too, mop girl." He smirked.   "What's going on, Lucas?" A woman's face emerged from the lower part of Lucas' body. She was wearing thick make-up, with messy hair and swollen lips, looking confused.   "I didn't tell you to stop, darling," Lucas said in a detached voice, pressing the girl's head down.   The woman slurred something and moaned.   It seemed that there was always a fucking girl on his dick. He was wearing women like wearing condoms. I didn't even want to know how he could manage to stay erect all the time.   I felt humiliated by being forced to look at something like that, so I rolled up the window.   And then I found out the window was jammed and couldn't be closed.   When it rains, it pours. I must have been jinxed by Lucas. Now even a fucking car window becomes my enemy.   Feeling frustrated, I turned my head away from his direction to avoid eye contact with him.   "You look like you've been through a rough night," Lucas said.   I couldn't see his face, but somehow I knew he was grinning.   "You didn't sleep well last night?" he asked.   Fuck you. I thought to myself, secretly wishing that Lucas would run into a moose or something.   "Are you coming to my party tonight?"   Fuck my life.   "We've got a stolen Chef from Alain Ducasse and enough Champagne to flood the entire strip club."   I couldn't hold it anymore and roared at him, "Fuck off, Lucas. I will never ever go to your fucking party and I hope you got run over by a moose!"   "A moose?" Lucas looked amused. He looked so casual and relaxed, as if there wasn't a girl sucking the heck out of his dick.   "Yes! A giant one! With iron hooves and pointy horns and everything!" I snarled at him and looked away.   Great. That's just all I've got. Someone screwed my life and the worst thing I could imagine was someone throwing a moose at him. I don't know, OK?! He looks like a Greek god and somehow I don't think element or physical attacks will do him any harm!   "Come to my party and we'll talk about that moose tonight." Lucas sneered at me.   "In your dream! I'd rather die to be at your stupid sex orgy!"   "It's my 20th birthday party, but anyway..."   "Am I invited to your party, Lucas?" The girl sucking his dick asked.   "Well, it depends if you'll give me a happy ending, darling." Lucas looked down at his crotch and said.   "See you tonight!" Lucas waved at me.   Then, boom. His Porsche took off like a rocket in rampant engine noise.   I could see fire coming out of his pipe.   Waves of heat, mixed up with dust and dirt, poured into our car.   Jackie flapped her hand like a fan and whispered, "Louisa, do you mind closing up the window on your side? The heat is killing me."   "It's fucking broken!" I growled.   Holy shit. I'm on fire this morning.

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