She punched at him but he held his hand up and pushed her fist away. She tried several times and then angrily tried to kick him. He laughed at her and grabbed her ankle, holding it high in the air as she hopped around on the other one, cursing at him.

"You sure do fight like a girl," he taunted, knowing it would just make her even madder.

"Let go of my foot, you scum-sucking bastard!" she screamed.

"Say pretty please."

"Fuck you!"

"Say, I'm a silly little girl who should be on her hands and knees scrubbing floors."

"Eat shit!"

He let go of her foot and she fell backwards against the car.

She jumped up again and swung her fist but he caught it and swung her around, hugging her tightly against him, her ass pressed into his legs. He held both her arms tightly as she struggled furiously.

"Why don't you stop acting like a tom-boy?" he said, his voice getting ragged. "Why not act like the hot little slut you really are?"

"I'm gonna cut your cock off!" she hissed, trying to twist away.

"Really? You sure you don't want to suck it instead?"

She blinked in surprise at his words and tone both.

He pressed his face down next to her ear. "Sure you don't want to fuck me like you do the old man?"

Her heart gave a lurch and she went white. "Wha… what are you talking about?"

"I saw you last night, baby. I saw the old man puttin' it to you, saw you screamin' and yowling for more. I never would have guessed you were such a hot little fuck."

He twisted her around then, so she faced him and backed her against the car. His face was inches from hers as he looked into her eyes. "Why don't you show me what you showed the old man last night?" he breathed, his eyes sliding down her body.

"You… you're crazy. I never did anything. Let me go right now or…"

"Or what? You'll tell the old man? What are you gonna tell him, huh?"