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Jessie and Colleen had sped north along Interstate 15 toward Ogden after stealing the car from the two old-ass Mormons in Deer Valley near Park City, Utah. They hadn’t damaged them too much in their hurry to get away, just a swift kick to the head of the old bitch. Colleen had complained that Jessie could’ve killed the old bitch but she just shrugged her shoulders and said “tough”. They had taken all the money the old man had and ripped off his American Express Platinum card too, even though they knew they could get caught using it - at least more than once or twice anyway. They stopped at a drive-thru branch of the local bank and using the PIN number the old bitch had provided was able to draw $800 off the credit card.
Stuffing the credit card into her sock, Jessie pulled into the parking lot of the Raddisson Suites Hotel in downtown Odgen. “Let’s stay here tonight, babe.” Jessie looked over at Colleen. “What say? We could use a hot shower and then check out those sheets on the bed . . .”
“Stuff it, lover girl.” replied Colleen. “We’re too damned close to where we thumped those two. Come on, let’s get our asses up the road. We may be able to even hit Jackson Hole or even Yellowstone before too late. The cop’s’d never look for us there.”
“Now cool it, candy pants. We ain’t too close. The cop’s be looking for us all along this highway. By pulling off, we screw’em up and then first thing tomorrow morning we can hit Ogden canyon and slip over into the valley and up the back way into Jackson Hole and the Teton’s before anyone knows we’re gone. Besides . . .” Jessie said, with a little smirk on her face, “I kind’a like it when you’re nervous…the sweat sticks to your groin like crazy, and taste like nothing you’ve ever tasted, except maybe spun sugar on one of the paper cones you get at the county fair…what’re they called again…candy something?”
Colleen laughed. “Cotton Candy, you stupid shit.” She said. “You would lick my ass 24 hours a day if I’d let you.”
“Now that’s something I never thought of. Maybe I should start slow, like maybe with a toe and slowly make my way up to a knee. Then, if I do a good job, I could slide on in to the …”
“That’s enough. Alright even. Let’s just get the room and get inside.”
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They parked the car on the second deck, under the deep shadows created by the broken lights. Jessie was softly whistling Jimi Hindrix as she grabbed the bags from the back. “BA-BA-Boom-Boom Boom-Boom, BA-BA-Boom-Boom Boom-Boom..” she tried to emulate the deep rift from All Along The Watchtower…failing miserably and totally unaware of it. She went back to humming as they left the cover of the parking garage and scooted across the valet parking area and into the hotel lobby.
The hotel clerk didn’t bat an eye when Colleen peeled off and went to register. They got a room on the eleventh floor, one with a view of a park across the street from the hotel. It was a good view – but a little discerning since right across on the other side was a police station.
Jessie tossed her bag on the floor beside the bed and waited for Colleen to do the same. When she did, Jessie made a wild grab for Colleen’s ass but she was too slow and Colleen dodged the bullet. “God damn it, Jessie, can’t a gal get a beer before you trying to play stinky-finger with her? And speaking of beer, where in the hell’s the bar around this dump, anyway?”
“Ahhh, up yours, bitchy-witch. Just wait until later when you’re laying there, moaning and groaning and sayin’ ‘oooohhh…this is why god made little girls’…and ‘awww god..this is the best position to be in the whole world’ - begging me to fist ‘n lick. Just wait.” Jessie shot back. “Come on bitch – The bar’s on the 15th floor…I saw a sign on the elevator as we came up. By the way, they don’t sell alcohol in Utah to the public. You have to be a member of a private club. Weeeee get to join free since we’re hotel guest.”
“Well … guest my ass and lets go. What’re you waiting on, someone to carry you up there?”
“Oh, yeah baby! Just let me wrap these legs around your neck so I won’t fall off…of course you may have a little trouble seeing where to find the elevator…”
Colleen smiled a little girl smile that drove Jessie crazy and said “Oh please, momma. Would you? Would you let me taste some of that cotton candy you get from the carnival? I’ll be good…I promise…I’ll be reaallll good…”
“Ohhhh just wait… Your going to get it and I going to give it to you…” Jessie moaned.
Colleen laughed and bounced out the door before Jessie had a chance to grab at her crotch. Jessie slid one finger along the ridge line of her own crotch, feeling the wetness and hardly able to keep from ripping off her jeans. Ohh yeah, baby…you're going to get it alright. Jessie mutter as she followed Colleen out the door. And when I’m through, you’ll have to eat through a straw and won’t be able to stand for a week.
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The elevator opened up to reveal the end of the world. The room was dark, lonely, and stank of stale beer and old people - although the only people in the bar were Colleen and Jessie. Jessie just knew that there hadn't been any real life in this room since before the railroad business turned to crap and dried up all the local economy - 75 years ago.
The bartender, who must have served the last drink to the first miner to enter Utah, sat precariously on a stool next to the wall. His eyes were closed and a small sliver of drool slithered down his chin and fell in a soft plop into a wet spot on the hardwood floor with the rest of his brains. Colleen took one quick look at him and bounced around behind the bar. She opened the cooler and pulled out two bottles of Corona that must have been originals. She reached for a couple of glasses, brushing away a half inch of dust from the shelf. What the hell, we've sucked on things worse than dusty beer bottles before, she thought and left the glasses to the mites.
She set the beers on a table back in the shadows of the room, facing the elevators. Jessie sat down, her back to the wall, straddling the chair. Colleen sat down nearby, taking a position in front of and facing Jessie. They both finished have their beer in one gulp and high-fived each other. "Awlllllllrigggghhhtt!" Colleen drawled, "This ends the most shit-awful day."
"Awwww… poor baby. Maybe you just need something to cool you off." Jessie took her beer bottle and held it up against Colleen's face, rolling the coldness across her cheek over her forehead and down her neck - leaving a smear of glistening condensation as it went. Jessie leaned over and licked a drop off Colleen's cheek.
Colleen had taken her bottle and was rolling it slowly over Jessie's thighs and legs - up the inside of one and down the inside of the other. "Careful, girl…. ,” moaned Jessie "I'm going to heat up that beer if you keep it up. And you've already had a warning about that ass of yours. Just keep it up and we won't be waiting to get back to the room…"
"Shuushh" Colleen stopped her by continuing to lick Jessie's face and lips. She traced the outline of here nose and then buried her tongue in Colleen's mouth, kissing her hard and heated. God, thought Colleen, I really hate this bitch - she's all tease and tantrum, but when she gets it going for real . . . there's not another person in the world I'd rather be with. So she kissed back, giving tit for tat - nearly sucking Jessie's tongue out of her mouth while her own found and forced it's way into Colleen's mouth.
They sat, playing a mind game with each other - seeing who would come up for air first. Colleen won - she always did. "Just eat me bitch." Jessie snarled, her breath coming in short gasps.
"My pleasure," laughed Colleen "But you go first."
"Fuck you."
"You can do that too!"
"Nope, sorry. I think I left my dildo stuck up that old bitch's ass. God, did you see her when I pulled that thing out? 'What is that thing?? Oh my god, what are you going to do with that??! What are you doing??!!! NO! NO!! Oh my GAWD!"
"Yeah," Colleen laughed. "And then it was 'You're not stopping are you?? Please don't stop??!!' when you thought she was having too much fun."
"Speaking of fun… come here little girl… let mommy feed you and take care of you…"
Colleen stood and dropped her shorts, then sit down on the back of her chair, spreading her legs around to allow Jessie access. "You come over here," she whispered. "I've got candy."
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. . . to be continued . . .
