Reaching behind her, "No funny stuff?"

She shook her head. So he untied her hands.

"Oh, you bastard," she breathed, rubbing her wrists. She sprawled, legs apart, tits lolling, a pretty picture.

"After all I done for you," he said, blowing smoke in her face. "Where are we?"

"Queens. You wanna suck my cock now?"

She made a rude noise and sat up, covering herself. "You are really a shit… " "Shove it, cutie."

"God! look what you've done to me." She picked at the ripped blouse. "I was in a hurry."

"You sure were." She folded the coat over the mess. "God, put that thing away." She indicated his naked cock.

He mopped it and zipped up, still considering rolling her over and cramming it up her ass. Well, it was about twelve, he guessed. He'd have to get the car to Lou's, and then Lilli would be waiting. He'd keep a few shots for her. He tossed the partly smoked butt out. "You wanna get fucked again?" She looked at him as though she was considering it. Maybe she was… "Out," he said. "What?" That surprised her. "I said out. Get outa the fuckin' car." He leaned over her and opened the side door.

"I'll do no such a godammed-thing! You take me back where I can get a cab if you're going to steal my car."

"You're leading with your tits, cutie." He shoved her suddenly and hard. She went out headfirst, legs flying. She screamed and yelled, as much in anger as fear… and then he slammed the door and turned the key.

He tooled the car out to the street without lights.

A mile away he discovered she'd left her purse in the car. He pulled over and examined it. Eighteen bucks and change. Not bad. He put the dough in his pocket and slung the purse out the window.

CHAPTER TWO

Pete drove the Mustang to Lou's Garage. He stopped once, at a pay phone to tell Lou he was coming. Lou said he'd open the alley door. "Tap the horn once..,"