Chapter 2
At Kiki's young age and because of her plain inexperience with life, juggling its problems when they all seemed to hit the fan at once wasn't easy for her. But she was quick to sense that the best place for her was not in that hotel room with Wang's bleeding dead victims strewn all over the place, and him, leaning against the broken door jamb, the bloody butcher knife held loosely in one hand, a silly dazed grin on his face. For the first time Kiki noticed his mouth was missing two prominent lower front teeth. Now how did that ever escape her?
Kiki was very much impressed with how much blood drenched her lithesome body and how it was already getting real sticky between her luscious breasts and even between her bare toes. Her cunt was also leaking copiously but she didn't begin to wonder what the combination of liquids might be. She took one faltering step through the door into the rear garden in back of the diner and then stood still as she listened. She saw the watering hose over behind the little shack and stark naked, the moonlight shining down on her lovely naked body, she padded on bare feet across the green grass, her young ripe breasts jiggling and swaying as were her delightfully naked buttocks.
It was a warm evening and the cool water felt good on Kiki's body. It was also soothing her shattered mind along with the surface of her skin and especially her tender pussy lips where Dick Whitty had literally bit hard on them at the end. Kiki, under the water, began to think with relative clarity for the first time since she'd drank that first glass of whiskey.
Wang was probably still inside killing more people, protecting her reputation when he should have beat it as she had done. She couldn't understand that boy, his affection, his sense of honor for her and his almost patronly-like supervision of her daily life. But she guessed all of that was going to be over now. If they caught hold of Wang, into jail he'd go, so the next best thing she ought to be thinking about she told herself was to look for a way out for herself -and that meant something to wear on her completely naked body. Suddenly Kiki thought she heard voices, and quite nearby; so she hugged closer to an automobile tire and listened. There were two different voices.
"Joey," called out the first one, "I'm pretty sure I hear somethin' wild like goin' on over in that place which calls itself a hotel...." Kiki guessed this voice couldn't be but three or four feet away from her. She glanced up. It was a panel truck and on the side was printed in large black letters: "MANNY'S & JOEY'S TRUCKING SERVICE -We go anywhere!" Turning her head slightly, Kiki could see into the side rear-view mirror and reflected in it were the heads of two young men both badly in need of haircuts.
"Yeah, and if you don't get the lead out of your ass and move this rig to where we're supposed to be goin', we're gonna end up with our asses in some clink on suspicion."
"Yeah, I know that," said Manny and Kiki instantly figured out he wasn't as bright as his companion who was sitting in the passenger's seat, "but shit, we ain't involved. We paid up, right."
"Listen, Manny, stop asking for it and get us the fuck outta here. I hear them sireeeens comin' even now."
"All right, all right," Manny grumbled as his sense of duty won out over his animal curiosity.
The truck's engine turned over and soon Manny was racing it unnecessarily, the engine back-firing and the exhaust even shooting sparks.
Huddled against the truck's side, Kiki was still far too shaken by all that had happened in the last minutes to be capable of rational thought. But at the mere mention of the police, Kiki shuddered and cold shivers flew from one end of her naked body to the other. She was shaking like a leaf.
She had to make a decision and she did, just as the panel truck started to back down a little to allow room for its front to maneuver out of the lot. Sliding noiselessly down the side, Kiki, with one leap into blackness, swept through two hanging canvas curtains and landed roughly on top of some cartons. She was grateful that in the darkness and in her fear she'd not landed on broken glass.
She was flung against one wall as the truck swung out onto the open highway and the two drivers, Manny and Joe, partners in the small, never-getting-anywhere business, settled down for the haul into town where they'd drop this load and pick up another for a quick return to the city. Once on the highway their usual routine began and this time it revolved around an argument over racing cars, a subject neither knew very much about.
Kiki was crawling around silently in the back of the truck when she found an old "movers" blanket. It was soiled, dirty and smelly but she couldn't afford to be choosy at a time like this. She'd have to make do with it but for the moment she tried to relax as the miles between her and the bloody murders back at the diner increased. She rearranged some of the smaller cartons and soon had a comfortable place for her head and if she hunched up and kept the blanket tight over her body she was completely unseen by the occupants in the front seat who were busily yelling and shouting at each other anyway and were now arguing the merits of Australian wolfhounds....
Kiki was calming herself, remembering that they had always told her in the foster homes that she was pretty and she would attract all kinds of men, but no one had ever told Kiki that she was a walking sex object and men could kill to have her for their very own. She thought back on the terrible way Whitty had assaulted her desire-provoking body, the way the others had chewed and nibbled on her ripely swollen breasts ... all these things would have to be avoided in the future because she told herself she couldn't possibly go through life having men stick their cocks into her anytime they felt like it and then having body wracking orgasms while she just lay there unsatisfied ... as she was now ... and so desperately after the long sucking and fucking Dick Whitty had given her as his last act on the face of the earth.
Kiki shivered as she recalled the death of the three men who had been debauching her helplessly vulnerable body and she decided then that what she wanted most was a calm peaceful life and one with no scenes like those she'd just had.
Suddenly one of the men up front finished another argument and switched on the truck's feeble, static-ridden radio, finally finding a station to hear a sputtering announcer describe the fate of 25 people on a bus that fell into a canyon after striking a big black Cadillac fleeing a bank robbery where more than ten or so guards and patrons had been brutally machine-gunned to death in broad daylight....
"I guess we ain't gonna hear no news 'bout what happened back at that diner-hotel, huh, Joey?"
Joey snorted. "So what? Who says you gotta keep up to the minute with all the shit that's goin' on anyway, huh?"
"Yeah ... yeah ... but I wanna hear about it, dammit. It ain't every day I git close by somethin' big happenin' like what must be goin' on back there, all that wild yellin' and screamin'...."
Then Manny's day was saved: "In the suburban roundup of local news," the announcer said, "there are reports of a mass murder just the other side of the bridge going into the city. A knife-wielding man, described as oriental, ran amuck in an all-night diner killing the manager and two of his friends in cold blood. The police have no motives so far. A young girl, whose only identification is that she is totally naked, is reported to have fled the scene.
"In the village of Springville, the water...."
"Shut that fuckin' thing off," said Joey angrily. "So you heard what you wanted, okay, now let's get our fat asses down to business or we ain't gonna get this load into town on time and that means no fuckin' bonus...."
Slowly Manny and Joe returned to another argument and Kiki curled up and tried to stay calm as she started off on a new life with no clothes and the police chasing her, the bouncing, swaying panel truck not helping matters very much and the argument up in the cab at times threatening to explode in violence until finally, one or another would give an inch and another argument would mushroom from the first.
Every time the panel truck paused for one reason or another, Kiki was ready to jump out, but each time she parted the heavy canvas curtains she knew she'd be seen and probably caught after only a brief chase. So she decided to stay and keep her fingers crossed and see what happened. Really, she had no other choice; she told herself this several times.
At one point during another ridiculous argument between Manny and Joe, Kiki saw the big guy (Manny) reach inside a cardboard suitcase she guessed contained overnight things for himself. From their earlier conversations the young girl had guessed they stayed over in hotels on some all-night trips. Maybe there was something in the small suitcase with which she could use to cover her naked body.
It was driving rain now and with both the men huddled close to the streaming windshield, Kiki gently tugged at the handle of the suitcase and hoisted it out from behind the seat. It was difficult to budge and quite by accident, when the panel truck swerved, Kiki exposed herself momentarily in the driver's rear view mirror. Manny immediately took his foot off the gas, did a double take, and then slotted the truck into the left-hand lane and picked up speed as if the panel truck were a jet readying for takeoff.
"So what the fuck's the matter with you speedin' up like this, jerk?"
In the rear Kiki knew. She knew the driver had seen her and had seen her clearly. His round eyes had popped almost out of his head and he was beginning to sweat profusely.
"You ain't gonna believe me, Joey."
"Yeah ... yeah, come on, c'mon, why in the hell do we need to burn up gas this way, hey? Are you outta your fuckin' head?"
"Joey," Manny said weakly, Ribbing his eyes with his fist, "there's somethin' I think you oughta know."
"Yeah, like what? For God's sake, slow down, you creep, you'll blow us up!"
Manny turned his big head sideways. "Joey, there's a naked girl in the back of the truck and she just stole my suitcase."
"What!" Joey exclaimed. "Shit, I knew you were losin' your pig brains drinkin' all that fuckin' beer. I've told you a hundred times to lay off that beer when you're drivin'. Now slow the hell down...."
Slowly, tentatively, like looking into a darkened room through a thin crack in the curtains, Joey saw her. A sharp low whistle escaped through the spaces in his front teeth.
"I'll betcha she's the one from the diner ... like the radio announcer said ... all naked like and young and...." mumbled Joey under his breath as he stared at Kiki who was cringing between two tall cartons.
"She couldn't have gotten on any other place, Joey."
"Yeah, that's right. This is her." Then the thought struck him. Could she also be a maniacal killer? A shiver ran up Joey's spine.
"Slow down," he told Manny. Then he pulled out his switch blade knife, flicked it open and held it in his lap. "You the gal from the diner back there, the murders?"
"Yeah."
"You got any knives or guns or things?" Manny asked over his burly shoulder. He was really sweating now.
"No ... no ... nothing," Kiki mumbled. She was as frightened of them as they were of her, she could tell after a few seconds passed.
"So you ain't got no knives, no guns?"
"No ... like I told you. Nothing."
"Then c'mon on up here with us," said Joey, "and you better start explainin'."
"I don't want to cause no trouble," said Kiki.
She was badly frightened now and shivering. "I just wanted to borrow something to put on. I ain't got no clothes."
Joey pushed and held the curtain aside, his eyes opening wide with astonishment as he watched the delectably voluptuous young girl come modestly towards them, one hand desperately frying to cover the tantalizing dark triangle of her pussy while the other fluttered nervously back and forth between her ripely succulent breasts as if they could not decide which of her two firm little nipples deserved the most protection. As she approached the two seats up in the truck's cab, Joey reached out and, seizing the helpless girl, pulled her over and down into the front seat.
"So, look at what we found for a stowaway, huh, Manny! You're some sweet little dish, kid, all naked like this." He laughed. "Shit, we ain't been hijacked by a naked gal in days, huh, Manny." He thought it was a good joke and he roared with laughter.
To Kiki, the two men didn't look all that bad or tough, but there was nothing sissy about them either and they were taking their fun where they found it and the unexpected appearance of a helplessly naked young girl inside their own truck couldn't have anything but a rousing effect upon them.
"So, so what should we be doin' with her, huh, Manny?"
"Jeesus, I dunno, Joey," said Manny, "what with the cops and all lookin' for her, maybe we oughta...."
"Yeah, sure! Turn her in, huh, you creep? Over my dead body," he roared and clutched Kiki closer, not at all surprised to notice she didn't resist as he'd thought she would, even watching his hands as they slowly fondled her sensuous young breasts and feeling, against her knee, his cock slowly hardening as it lay rigidly alongside his thigh.
"Oh, no, please. I can explain," said Kiki, "don't turn me over to the police. None of what happened was my fault, nothin'," she whimpered.
"Then you better be doin' what we tell you to do, honey," said Joey and not that unkindly, giving Kiki the impression the two men would take care of her and this was comforting to Kiki and she felt her deep seated fears growing lighter. She was trying hard to think as she felt Joey's muscular fingers caressing and fondling her thighs, her breasts and up and down her back from her ankles to her neck.
Kiki was totally under the power of these two truckers and she needed their cooperation if she expected to get something to wear and some money to operate with when they were finished with her ... which she knew they would be ... sooner or later.
Apparently men were mostly all the same and they were always going to want sex from her. And particularly when she'd popped up right out of nowhere, stark naked. She knew she had no choice and she also knew that she'd better make the most out of what she did have.
But she found it growing increasingly difficult to concentrate on what to do. Beneath her, Kiki could feel Joey's long pulsating cock hardening into lascivious rigidity, and she realized that conscience or no conscience, she was going to get fucked by this man right here in the middle of the front seat of the speeding truck and the best she could hope for was that the fat driver would keep his mind on driving and not crash them all into another car or a tree.
Joey's hands were exploring her all over now and she twitched uncomfortably as his eager fingers deftly invaded the sensitive region of her foaming genitals. For a long time his fingers probed, grinning at her like the devil as his lewdly invading fingertips caressed the softly quivering petals of her luscious vagina. Then, chuckling under his breath with perverted joy, Joey's hand plunged even further between her outstretched legs and a fingertip brushed obscenely across the tiny puckered hole of her virginal anus.
"It's gonna be a real tight fit down here," Joey said under his breath, kissing and caressing Kiki's naked shoulders and breasts, biting and sucking on her taut nipples and fingerfucking her tight little pussy as she began to moan and groan and hump her curvy hips back and forth as different sensations began to roam all over her nakedness.
"That's how I like it," he went on, "a real nice tight asshole. You ain't never had it up the ass yet, have you baby?" Joey said, clutching her trembling body closer.
Suddenly the girl's body went rigid with shock and fear. What on earth was he talking about? Maybe wild animals did such awful things, but people. Impossible! Disgusting!
"C'mon, Joey, you makin' it hot for me? Do somethin', jest don't talk it up." He looked around nervously as traffic on the thruway began to slow down. "We gonna get caught up tight in downtown traffic before long and that ain't gonna be no fun for me fuckin' her with all these creeps lookin' down in the damn windows...."
"Okay ... okay," said Joey, "We'll forget about that sweet little asshole for a while," he said. "Right now I'd like a little action out of that gorgeous mouth, honey. What'sa matter? I thought you Chinee-looking girls went in big for that shit. Ain't it so?"
Kiki didn't answer and suddenly she found herself being pushed down onto the floor of the cab as Joey forced her into a kneeling position between his outstretched legs. Kiki was too stunned by what was happening to her to think clearly, but in the back of her mind she recalled one of the men back in her hotel room boasting how he was going to have her suck his penis but now he was dead ... just like that, and it wasn't more than over an hour ago. Wasn't life funny. She wondered what was happening to poor Wang, the Korean boy, now a mass murderer, and all because of her. She shook herself. God there were a billion things they never taught her on foster farms.
Joey's pants were open now and every time the truck passed under one of the street lights along the highway, a sudden flood of bright light invaded the cab giving Kiki a glimpse of Joey's monstrous penis. It was even bigger than Dick Whitty's had been, protruding obscenely from his trousers like the massive trunk of a young tree and Kiki watched with plain horror as he adjusted his clothes to expose two huge sperm-bloated balls.
"No, it's impossible!" she told herself. "Impossible!" An agony of humiliation swept over her. But no! No, it couldn't be "impossible" she told herself, not if she wanted to get out of this alive; and that's what Kiki wanted. And she began rationalizing as the truck sped onwards; the man hugging and caressing and kissing her wasn't all that rough and his half-naked body smelled clean, the strong odor of maleness not at all unpleasant and strangely enough, in an erotic way, the scent was almost tantalizing and arousing. Timidly Kiki curled her small fingers around the shaft of his massive cock, hearing Joey grunt with pleasure at the soft touch of her hands on his smooth flesh.
"That's a gal, c'mon, honey, let's suck it off, huh?" he commanded as Kiki suddenly realized that there was now no point of return or it would be stupid to postpone the inevitable. Sucking him off had to be done. Kiki was not sure precisely how to go about doing this but she had surely learned enough about Joey's personality in the past few minutes to guess that he would tell her if she didn't do something correctly.
Taking a deep breath, Kiki touched the softly yielding moistness of her ruby lips to the pulsating rigidity of his penis. The taste was pungent and slightly salty. Experimentally, Kiki kissed the bulging red glans, guessing that it was proper to start slowly and work up gradually to the moment when she accepted his hardened manhood into the warmth of her open mouth.
Joey's legs began to flex slowly back and forth, and the inexperienced girl interpreted this as an encouraging sign. At least he had not hit her yet. Now bolder, she washed his thickened cock with her long wet tongue, teasing him lingeringly.
"Oh, baby ... that's it, honey," Joey said, congratulating Kiki. "We'll make a fine cocksucker out of you, just wait, honey, baby," he added, gyrating his hips and holding her flushed cheeks and peering into her eyes as his huge cock filled up her oral cavity.
Knowing that she was going to hate herself for it later, Kiki caressed the man's bulging testicles, feeling his two enormous cum-filled balls and realizing that her job was to suck that semen out of his body into hers. Joey's cock jerked spasmodically as Kiki took him into her mouth, closing her lips gently over the pulsating scarlet glans until it disappeared from view inside her hungry mouth. Now that she had thrown herself into the vilely perverted act, it seemed to be easier, and she felt her naked young body trembling wildly as some of Joey's powerful lust communicated itself to her.
"My God, I believe I'm enjoying this!" she exclaimed under her breath. A sudden panic struck her. What kind of a woman was she? Was she a whore? After all, nothing but a cock-sucking whore? As she sucked she couldn't believe it! She was enjoying it!
"Keep suckin' ... just keep suckin' my cock," said Joey, changing his position slightly. Kiki responded actively to this new command and to the change of his hands from her face down to clasping and massaging, pinching and caressing her perspiring breasts as she quivered passionately. Kiki opened her lips wider and sucked his bludgeoning rod further and deeper down into the depths of her throat. At first she almost gagged, as his meaty glans tickled her tonsils, but with a moment's practice, she quickly caught on and learned just how to breathe through her flared nostrils when the cock-staff was buried deeply down her throat. God, what a wild sensation!
"Mmmmmmmmmm, ohoooooooooo hmmmmmmmmmm," Kiki moaned in masochistic pleasure, realizing from Joey's sharp reactions that she had mastered the art of cocksucking and was now really giving him hot pleasure with her sweeping, spiraling tongue and hot, saliva-filled sucking mouth.
Joey's straining rod of flesh was getting hotter by the moment now and Kiki found it necessary to keep swallowing continuously because of the fluid seeping from his penis eye. Instinctively, Kiki knew Joey was close to his explosion, close to that awful wonderful moment when he would shoot his hot load of sticky cum down into her deep throat and the thought of this repelled her ... but at the same time, as she continued to suck him and play with his heavy, hairy balls, she realized that sucking him off and his shooting into her mouth was a foregone conclusion, nothing more. It was just logical, as Wang was always teaching her, and logic was the way things would be regardless of what you did about them. Kiki also wondered how logical the police would be when they caught up with Wang's logic. He had a lot of it.
And now knowing it and realizing it, sensing the inevitability of it all, Kiki actually found herself looking forward to the orgiastic moment and she was sweating now trying to make it happen sooner, working her hot pussy up and down vigorously on two of his fingers as she sucked and slurped on his throbbing cock.
Yes, Joey was burning up by now, really on fire, jerking his hips convulsively back and forth as he drove his inflated penis in and out of her cruelly stretched mouth while Kiki sucked him off like a madwoman.
And then, finally ... Kiki got her reward! The truck driver's cock seemed to grow another inch or two, swelling up to unbelievable proportions as the man seized her head in a death-like grip.
Joey was fucking into Kiki's mouth savagely now, skewering into her exhausted mouth as if it were merely another pussy, and noises and sounds of .submissively masochistic acceptance rumbled deep in Kiki's throat as the waves of warm sperm began to spurt furiously from his ejaculating glans, spewing obscenely deep into the back of her throat.
Joey was in her so far now that she had the choice of swallowing his hot sticky cum or choking on it, and somehow she managed to get it all down, her Adam's apple bouncing frantically as she drank the lust-inciting liquid from his surging balls.
Convulsively, insanely, Kiki gulped as the cum seemed to spray eternally into the back of her throat, and as she milked him dry, Kiki felt her body trembling with the savage lust he had inadvertently aroused within her quivering frame. The hot taste of cum was like an aphrodisiac and as Joey's cock slowly wilted, Kiki found herself hoping desperately and irrationally that the other man called Manny would take her quickly into the back of the panel truck and make wild hot sexy love to her the normal, regular way. God, how badly she needed it. Her pussy was on fire and her breasts seemed ready to burst from passion as she swirled Joey's softening penis and laved it tenderly with her tongue and lips, kissing it passionately and licking up and down the shaft before she'd suck it back into her hot, wet mouth. Oh, God was she hot for a fuck! She couldn't believe she could feel this way. She was trembling with a kind of nervousness she'd never known.
"Holy Christ," Joey exclaimed, "that was worth a whole million bucks. Jeeeeeesus!" He was grinning from ear to ear as he withdrew his glistening wilted cock from Kiki's ravaged mouth and then pulled her up onto his lap so that he could continue fondling her deliciously sweaty body while he talked to Manny.
"So yeah," said Manny, "and when do I get what's comin' to me? See, like I tole ya, we're in town now. No way I'm gonna get blown on this highway. C'mon, Joey, shift over here and do some drivin' while I get me some cocksuckin', huh?"
"Naw, you jus' stay still," said Joey. "This kid can reach a cock from any angle, can't you kid?" he grinned.
All of a sudden, Kiki found herself stretched out on her stomach between the two truckers, her loins resting on Joey's hairy legs and Kiki's flushed face thrust into Manny's groin. Manny was all ready for her, his slender cock jutting out of his fly and waving at her.
Kiki sighed and resigned herself to the inevitable and went immediately to work, closing her mouth lasciviously over Manny's penis. After her frolic with Joey, she was in perfect form and confident of herself and she quickly brought Manny to the brink of a tremendous orgasm, manipulating his heavy balls with her fingers while she sucked on his cock expertly with her talented lips and mouth.
Meanwhile, Joe was feeling frisky all over again and Kiki was groaning and writhing gently as he twisted and played with the softly yielding spheres of her ivory bottom cheeks so deliciously offered up to him like some pagan sacrifice. Kiki might have been ready to enjoy even this humiliating indignity had the big trucker played with just the convulsing lips of her pussy, but perversely he seemed to prefer toying with the tiny but tightly elastic opening of her virginal anus.
Manny had his orgasm in record time, nearly involving the truck in a head-on crash as he collapsed groaning over the steering wheel and Kiki automatically gulped a strong shot of cum that surged from his cock into her mouth. Even in her limited experience with men Kiki was beginning to realize that Manny wasn't the most experienced of all. She hoped not; Joey's cumming into her throat was quite different. Now Manny's wilted cock rested limply in Kiki's exhausted mouth and Joey was working with one thing in mind, and that was the sudden insertion of the blunt tip of his sharp index finger right up into the tempting little orifice of her rectum.
"Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhhh!" she groaned, her voice muffled by the presence of Manny's flaccid cock still dangling in her mouth.
"Joey, tell me what the fuck you doin' to her!" Manny demanded and by his tone Kiki could tell how disappointed he's been that his sexual pleasure had been so brief while his companion had enjoyed himself fantastically.
"You know somethin', Manny," said Joey softly, "I got my finger up the sweetest little asshole you ever saw," he reported, his voice positively rumbling with unnaturally perverted lust, and Kiki felt yet another shock run through her entire body when she felt his cock was hard again and stiffening. She couldn't get over how fast it was growing back to fucking size.
"Christ, Joey," Manny moaned, "look now. We're on the 'no cut off and that means we're goin' to swing right downtown to the tunnel. How are we gonna get a chance to fuck her, huh? You tell me," he said, keen disappointment in his voice.
"Okay ... okay, Manny. Okay! Look, I'll take her first. We'll crawl over into the back, and you stay in the second lane, it's not so fast ... understand?"
"Yeah," said Manny, "and then when you get your balls off, I get a chance at her, right, Joey?"
"Yeah ... yeah, Manny. You like it best that way, anyway. I get the bitch in heat for you and you spin her off, right?"
"Oh, yeah ... yeah, Joey. That's right," Manny drooled as he slowed down so his buddy could climb over the seat and make some space on the floor of the panel truck using the "movers" blanket and an old pillow he found.
"What ... what ... what are you going to do with me?" Kiki mumbled as Joey dragged her naked body over the back of the seat. She began to shake with a new fear because of the way Manny was behaving. He was making funny animal-like noises and funny faces as he kept rubbing his penis in anticipation of what, God only knew.
"Baby," said Joey, "don't worry none. Just relax like the sweet little cunt you are. I'm gonna give you your first lesson in ass-fucking, honey. That's what!" Joey told Kiki this succinctly, stroking his huge organ obscenely lo keep his erection hard and firm. Kiki took one quick look at his bulbous oversized cock and she knew with the savage instinct of a cornered jungle animal, that she was going to have to fight back or this monster would rip her bottom to pieces trying to force that monstrous cock up into her virginal anal passage. God, it had agonized her enough when he put only his finger up into her ass, and just one look at his penis, and she knew that fully extended it must be at least ten-twelve times longer and much thicker.
Catching on that Kiki was prepared to resist.
Joey charged her, hoping to overpower Kiki with a massive display of force. But this was not a wise decision, not at that very moment.
Up front, Manny had a sudden decision to make and this involved swerving sharply to avoid hitting a slow-moving truck, two young punks passing a joint back and forth between them sleepily.
As the panel truck suddenly lurched, Joey, with his pants down, suddenly slid off Kiki's slippery, sweaty body. Aware of instant danger he grabbed for one end of the tailgate to block the impetus of his body toward the rear. Then just as he shifted his balance, he slipped again and at the same time Manny, up front, jammed on the brakes and then gunned the engine to top speed and swerved in and around in back of the slow moving vehicle with the marijuana teenagers. That did it! Manny lost control for a second and the panel truck ran over a shoulder-pot hole and for an entire minute the whole panel truck seemed to leap off the highway up into the air; and then as suddenly, it plopped down again, but this time without Joey.
His struggling body had been thrown clear over Kiki's and right through the heavy canvas curtains at the tailgate.
Up front Manny laughed. "Sorry about that, folks won't bounce you up no more like that, I promise," he said, still laughing as he visualized Joey trying to keep his pecker inside Kiki as the panel truck was swerving dangerously from one side to the other.
Kiki said nothing. She crouched in the comer and still couldn't believe what had happened. And it all happened so swiftly it was like in some movie. The moment Joey's body was flung out of the rear, right over her head, it was free and slithered and roiled toward the curb but at that instant another car suddenly swept into the lane and although Kiki knew Joey saw it, there was nothing he could do about it and it struck him broadside hurling his body at least five feet up in the air. Just as it was coming down, he was struck again by another onrushing truck, and that did it for Joey. Kiki stared wide-eyed as his blood-drenched body, now almost headless rolled speedily into the on-coming lane and after several cars passed over Joey, there was little left and Kiki buried her head in her arms.
About five minutes later, the panel truck turned off the tunnel ramp and found the uptown thru street. At the corner of 12th and the highway, Manny paused. He talked over his shoulder, "Well, gang, we made it and I hope you're both okay." He giggled as he waited for the traffic signal to change from red.
"Yeah, hey, Joey, she must be a real hot piece of ass, you ain't said a word since...." Manny started up and as he eased around the corner slowly, waiting to slide into the northbound traffic, Kiki deftly slipped over the tailgate. She landed on her feet and carrying the small overnight suitcase, she ran like a gazelle into a nearby alley. Before ducking into a dimly lighted doorway, she saw two signs. One read "Employees Only" and the other, "Metropolitan Restaurant & Hotel."