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“Jack, where are we going?” I asked. “You said if I went to the movies with you tonight you would bring me straight home. This isn’t the way home.”
“This will just take a few minutes,” Jack laughed. “You’ll love this. I haven’t visited this place in years.”
“Jack, I have to work tomorrow. Unlike you, I work for a living.”
“Hey, don’t get personal bitch. I work. When I have a job I work. Anyway, we’re here.”
The car turned up a winding dirt lane ending in a wide opening overlooking the city. Four or five cars occupied the self made parking area.
“Jack, this is a make out spot for teenagers. Why the hell would you want to come here? Let’s go…I have to get home.”
Jack found a space and turned off the motor.
“Put out or get out baby,” he smirked.
“Wow, real juvenile Jack. Put our or get out? Real funny. Now take me home.”
“I’m serious Kelly. We’ve been going out for a month and you’ve put off every advance I’ve made. I’m getting a blow job tonight or you can walk out of here. I don’t give a damn. One or the other. What’s it going to be?”