Chapter 20
Rachel made her way out to the deck that surrounded the lodge. The air felt chilly after being in the hot and crowded lounge. She shivered slightly and making her way around the smokers that had come out to light up. In the distance she could see the lights that outlined campers twinkle in the darkness. Rachel jumped when someone brushed against her. Then smiled warmly when she realized that it was Petey. “It got a little warm in there," she nodded her head toward the lounge door. “Yeah, we have a good crowd tonight," Petey replied. "This place is definitely rockin’.” “Is it always like this?" Rachel asked as she watched the crowd inside through the windows. “It’s the first night, so there are more people here than normal. It settles down once the season gets underway. More people start partying at their own places and come here after the curfew hours.” Petey explained. “Where do you do your partying?" Rachel asked shyly. Petey laughed and hoisted herself up on the deck railing beside Rachel. She bent her head downward and said “I really don't party in the true sense. I'm not fond of the hangovers the next morning," she winced. “I know what you mean," Rachel agreed. “What about you? Are you a party girl?” Petey looked down at Rachel silhouette in the moonlight. “Noooo. A party girl is not me in any sense of the word. That would be Dory. She tends to like the night life. She is the one that drags me to the clubs down in Texas," she scoffed. “Texas is a long way from here. This lounge is the closest thing we have to a club. And this " Petey reached out her hands indicating the darkness that surrounded the lodge "is our night life.” The sound of voices approaching caused both women to turn toward the lounge exit. Petey slipped down off the railing and stood closer to Rachel. “Fuckin’ dike!" an angry male voice grumbled to his companion. “Dale that was da female equivilalent of Evander Holi-funkin-field." the shorter man slurred as they headed toward the back of the deck. “Yeah, well she had no fuckin cause to kick us outta there.” The taller man cursed. "Well...well...what do we have here?” He clucked as he spied the two women at the end of the deck. “You boys just need to keep on movin’," Petey advised. “Now ain't that cute, she's protectin’ her lover," the one called Dale spat out. “Must be love, huh Roy. See how she's moving in front of red-head. “ “Very protective." Roy sneered as he and Dale drew closer. “Tell me blondy, just what is it that you get out of munching on carpet when you could enjoy a piece of this," Dale leered as he grabbed his crotch. He turned toward Roy and laughed. Rachel backed up against the railing and looked back toward the lounge door hoping that someone else would come out onto the deck. But all the smokers had retreated inside for the time being. She wasn't afraid of the two drunks, just uncomfortable. To Rachel's surprise, Petey joined in laughing with the men. She put a hand out on Dale's shoulder like they were long lost friends. “Now that's a good one," she shook her head. “I mean...that was truly original..." and in one swift move she had her hand on Dale's crotch and unlucky for him all that he had between his nuts and Petey’s hand was some flimsy sweatpants. He almost went to his knees when Petey squeezed hard. “You think this..." and she twisted cloth and flesh causing the drunk to gasp in pain “is what women want?" Roy started toward Petey causing Petey to twist her hand harder. “If I were you...." she advised the hapless Dale "I would tell Roy to stay back or I will rip this off" emphasizing her earnestness by twisting her hand even harder. “Get back asshole," Dale whined to Roy. “Now that's a good little redneck" Petey smiled hard. “Rachel why don't you head back to the lounge and call security.” “I’m not going leave you out here with them.“ Rachel said calmly. “Oh, I don't think that these good ole boys are gonna do anything stupid now. “ Petey grinned. “I think I have things well in hand." Petey laughed as she twisted her hand a little harder, causing Dale to make whimpering noises. Terri was out the door first, followed by Barb and two security guards. “Not you two again?" Terri shook her head. “Didn’t you throw them out of the Lounge earlier Barb?" “Yeah, they were startin trouble inside. Tryin’ to pick up a couple of sisters" Barb nodded her head. “Did you know that she can squeeze the juice out of a grapefruit with one hand?” Terri nudged Dale. “Bet you’re glad you're not a fruit right now, huh" she snickered. “We’ll leave..... just get her....... to let go..." Dale pleaded in misery. Petey smiled as she let up on her grip. The taller of the two guards grabbed one of Dale's arm's as he sort of slumped away while the other guard placed a hand on Roy's arm. “You fuckin dikes are gonna be soo sorry...." Dale stammered as security escorted the two off the deck and down the steps. “I need to go wash my hands," Petey sighed as she brushed them up and down on her pants. Terri laughed with her as they headed back into the lounge. “ Yeah, I got some disinfectant inside for them crotch cooties ... just don't ask me to shake your hand....I know where it's been......" Click On The River To Continue To Chapter 21 © Labinky Park 2008 Labinky Enterprises 2008 |
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