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the very angry – and very fuckin’ dangerous – Cartel that wants to find out which whore has started fucking up their sweet little business arrangement; that sensitive little bitch in there,” I reach out my hand and tap the side of her head, and the bitch slaps my hand away. I smile and continue, “is mine.”
    The bitch is so angry I can hear her breathin’ and see her tits risin’ and fallin’ inside her t shirt. “You can run all the way into the middle of the fuckin’ desert as Lilith, but Amber would just come runnin’ right back.”
    “Fuck you,” she says, slow and steady, “Amber’s got nothing to do with any of this. Leave her alone.”
    I take another big bite. “Too late for that, babe.”
    Lilith throws a punch, but I was waitin’ for it. I grab her arm, stand up, and throw her down on the other chair. “Sit your ass down, bitch.” I sit down, take out a cigarette, light it, and toss the pack toward her. “Right now I’m the only fuckin’ thing between you and one hell of a messy end. I’m your guardian angel, your protector, your last fuckin’ chance. You got that?”
    I crack open two beers and push one toward her. After a minute of staring at me with that fuckin’ death gaze of hers, she takes the beer and throws it back. Then she takes a cigarette, lights it, and seems to calm down a little – about as much as her crazy ass can.
    “So what now?” she says, after a long while.
    I reply, “We wait for Butch to call – if he does. In the meantime you’re gonna get trained. You’re a real fuckin’ problem, but you could be a golden fuckin’ asset. If you are, then maybe there’s a way back.”
    “How?” she asks.
    “I’m gonna teach you how to train slaves,” I say, over my beer. “A bitch trainin’ other bitches. Shit. That could fuckin’ work. Especially with Amber and Lilith playin’ a good cop-bad cop, routine. No more grabbin’ whores off the street. We could get clever about it, start doin’ some real fuckin’ business.”
    Lilith takes a long drag of her cigarette. I can see the fuckin’ cogs turning in the bitch’s brain. She wants to say no, but I know she likes the idea. She likes the fuckin’ power, the control. Am I fuckin’ crazy for startin’ to like this bitch?
    “What about Butch? The club?” she asks again. Suddenly, she’s full of fuckin’ questions, but she’s coming around. Just the way I fuckin’ want her to.
    “If you can train bitches yourself then maybe I can get you into the club, get him to give you a cut. Trainers mean money. He’d be fuckin’ stupid to kill you,” I sling back the last of my beer and throw it into the empty warehouse, watching it smash into a million pieces on the floor. “I’d have been slung out on my ass myself for all this shit, if he didn’t need me to fuckin’ train ‘em.”
    Lilith spends a long time just thinkin’ and smokin’. I see her smirkin’ at her own thoughts, and I know what the fuck she’s imagining. Suddenly, she asks, “What if Butch don’t call?”
    I look her right in the eye. I wanna see her reaction.
    “Then it’s just you and me. We go it alone.”
     

Chapter Four
    “Fuck!”
    I wake up suddenly, my ass is stingin’ like something just smacked it, and my head is spinnin’ like I’m in a fuckin’ warzone. I feel another sharp whack against my ass cheek.”
    “What the—”
    I’m stone fuckin’ naked but for my boots - and I’m hanging by my fuckin’ wrists, slung together with that chain over the high beam. Just like I had Amber the day before.
    “What the hell is this shit?” I shout. I wrestle and pull at the chains, but they ain’t fuckin’ budging.
    I feel something wet and soft run up the back of my neck, then around to my mouth. Lilith. She puts her lips on mine, and presses her hot tongue into my mouth. I pull my face away. “I told you, bitch. I don’t fuckin’ kiss.” She grabs my balls and squeezes them. My body goes stiff.
    “You do for