This Is War - Chapter 40 – Delete it!
“I knew you were a freak,” said Cole as I slid into the passenger seat, “but damn . That was fucking hot.”
Damn it! How had this prank failed so spectacularly? I would have lost my mind if I’d had to watch Cole with another woman. But he hadn’t even flinched. In fact, judging by the impressive tent in his pants, he’d rather enjoyed it.
I was still searching for a witty comeback when Officer Ironside leaned through Cole’s window.
“Good news, Mr. Halifax,” he said. “I had a little chat with your girlfriend, and she convinced me that a stiff warning would suffice.”
“Thank you, sir,” said Cole. “Now can you please uncuff me from this steering wheel and give me my keys back?”
“Absolutely.” Ironside reached through the window and undid his cuffs. Then he pulled Cole’s keys, license, and registration out of his back pocket and tossed it on Cole’s lap. “Stay safe out there.” He started to walk away, but then stopped. “Oh, and you fight like a bitch.”
Cole glared at him as he walked back to his police cruiser.
Maybe the prank hadn’t been such a failure after all.
I burst out laughing.
“What’s so funny?” asked Cole.
“Dude, I got you so good. You should have seen the look on your face when he said this car was stolen. Priceless.”
“I’m confused.”
“It was all a prank! Gotcha, bitch!”
“Oh damn,” said. “That was pretty epic. But I’m still a little confused… If this was supposed to be a prank, then why did you put on a live sex show for me?”
“You can act all cool about it now, but I saw how pissed you were when you first saw him fucking me with that nightstick.” I shifted in my chair. I was still unbelievably horny, and the thought of that nightstick did nothing to cool my loins. In fact, it had quite the opposite effect.
“Uh…yeah, because I thought he was some asshole cop taking advantage of you.”
“But after he beat your ass you decided to just let him fuck my face?”
“He didn’t beat my ass,” said Cole. “He got lucky.”
“Hmm…I dunno. It sure looked like he beat your ass. I have to ask, have you ever even been in a fight before?”
Cole gripped the steering wheel. “Did I do something to piss you off?”
“No, not at all. I love when the guy I’m crushing on uses me to crash a swinger party so he can revenge bang his childhood sweetheart.”
“Whoa whoa whoa. Hold on.” He looked at me like I was crazy. “You think that’s what happened?”
“Of course that’s what happened.”
He shook his head. “Wow. I really wish you hadn’t fallen asleep while I was telling you the plan.”
“And what exactly was the plan?” I put the plan in air quotes.
“The plan was to get this.” He held up the silver flash drive that had fallen out of his wallet earlier.
I knew he stole something! “What’s on there?”
“I’m not 100% sure, but I’m hoping that there’s a picture of Rosalie on here.”
I blinked. Did I hear him right? “Why would Kat have a picture of Rosalie?”
“Because every week she takes a photo of the winning team at the spit roast. You said your sister had been at the camp a few years ago, so I figured Kat might still have the photo from that week.”
Oooooh . So that was why Kat had looked familiar. I’d seen her a few hours ago at the spit roast. “Oh my God…”
“And yes, I had you pose as my girlfriend to get into Kat’s swinger party. But that was the only way I could think to get in.”
“Why didn’t you just ask her? I thought you two went way back.”
“Because this was way more fun. And there was this really awesome girl that I’d been wanting to take out on a date…”
“You seriously did all that just to get me some pictures of my sister? That’s like…the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me.” And I’d returned the favor by… oh my God . What the actual fuck had I just done?
“Yes. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Although I’d prefer if you blew me at the end of the night instead of some random cop.”
“Wow. I’m an awful person.” I put my face in my palm and… Ah! Yuck! My palm stuck to all the cum. I pulled my hand away and wiped it on the seat.
“Hey!” yelled Cole. “What the hell?! Don’t get that shit on my car.”
I laughed. This whole situation was just so awkward.
“I’m so, so sorry. If it makes you feel better, I hadn’t planned for…
” I gestured to the mess on me, “For this to happen. The plan was just for him to make you think you were getting arrested. And then I was going to act like a total boss and flash him. And then I was going to tell you that it was a prank and make fun of you for being such a scared little bitch. I had no idea Officer Ironside was gonna take it so far. If I had known what you were really up to, I never would have done it. I swear. I’ll do whatever I can to make it up to.
” I bit my lip and glanced at his crotch, where his pants were still very visibly tented.
“Are you offering to blow me?”
“Maybe.” What am I doing?! I had officially lost my mind.
He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t want a pity blowjob.”
“Oh,” I said. It made sense that he was rejecting me. He must have thought I was disgusting. In the past 24 hours, he’d seen me get fingered by Tanner and then watched me blow Dr. Lyons on the side of the road. What man would want sloppy thirds?
“Don’t sound so dejected. One day soon, Raven Black, I’m going to fuck the hell out of you. But not like this. For you, I have something…special planned.”
“What does that mean?”
“Twice now I’ve been cheated out of fucking you in front of an audience. Let’s just say I’m not going to miss my chance a third time.”
I gulped.
“And anyway. You don’t owe me any apologies for tonight.
You already gave me some prize-winning footage.
” He grabbed his phone and pulled up his gallery.
A gif popped up of Officer Ironside filling my mouth with cum.
Somehow Cole had already found the time to convert it to black and white and added the caption: Your girl loves when you speed.
She loves it even more when you get pulled over for it.
“What the hell is this?” I asked. It was so weird seeing myself like that. I looked like some sort of porn star.
“A gif of you taking a cumshot.”
“I can see that. I was more concerned with why it exists.”
“For the Onyxies, of course. Your little roadside blowjob fit the promiscuous girlfriend theme perfect.” He stared down at his handiwork.
“I’m not sure I have the caption just right yet, though.
I was also considering: Your girl is such a bad driver.
You’ve always wondered how she never gets tickets. ”
“What the hell?”
“Yeah, you’re right. The first caption was better.”
“No! I wasn’t talking about the caption. I was talking about the gif. Can you please delete it? I don’t want everyone in the Society seeing me take a cumshot!”
“What? Why? It’s so good. I really think we have a shot at winning this.”
“Cole, please.” My voice sounded desperate, but I was. Joe blackmailing me with my sex tape had been traumatic enough. I didn’t need a repeat of that.
“But it’s so hot.”
“I don’t care. I need you to delete it now please.
And when you’re done with that, can we please look at the photos you stole from Kat?
I have to know if there’s really a picture of Rosalie.
” The anticipation was literally killing me.
This could be the clue I’ve been searching for all this time.
The clue that would help me find my sister.
Or at least help me find whoever killed…
No . I didn’t want to even consider the other possibility.
“Alright, fine…” He hit a few buttons and deleted my sex tape.
Thank God. I could suddenly breathe a little easier.
“And I’d love to look at the pictures,” he said, “but we’ll need a computer to get them off this flash drive. Did you bring your laptop to the Emerald Oasis?”
“No.”
“Me neither. But my parents don’t live far from here. They have one.”
“What? You expect me to go meet your parents…like this?” I looked down at my cum-covered breasts.
“We’ll be in and out. They’ll never even know we were there. But if it makes you feel better…” He pulled off his tuxedo jacket and stripped off his shirt.
I didn’t know why he was stripping, but I liked what I was seeing. His torso was covered in colorful tattoos. I wanted to know the history behind every last one of them.
He balled his shirt up and tossed it into my lap. “Use this.”
I started putting it on.
Cole looked at me like I was completely insane. It was an expression I was used to seeing when he looked at me. “What are you doing?” he asked with a laugh. “I wanted you to clean up with it. Not wear it.”
Oh, right. I wiped it over my chest and chin as Cole put the car into drive.
I was relieved to finally be able to pull my dress back up over my breasts.
But for some reason it didn’t seem to want to stay up.
Damn it! I’d been so happy to finally have a strapless dress that I didn’t have to adjust every 5 seconds.
I’d even danced for hours in it without once worrying about flashing the entire dance floor.
Had Dr. Lyons torn the fabric when he yanked it down?
I kept playing with it as we drove through the forest.
A few minutes later we pulled up outside a cookie-cutter house on a picturesque suburban street. It felt like we’d been transported back to the 50s. If it hadn’t been 4 o’clock in the morning, I was sure I would have seen at least one housewife gardening in a knee-length checkered dress.
“This is where you grew up?” I asked. “It’s so…cute.”
“You sound surprised.”
“I just can’t picture this house creating…this.” I gestured to the tattoos snaking over his muscular body.
“Like I said. I wasn’t always like this.” He cut the ignition. “Now let’s go see what’s on that flash drive.”