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outside world would do to her scared the shit out of her. All the plans she’d
made with her father growing up crashed around her. They used to talk about
going travelling around Europe, seeing the Northern Lights, or visiting the
Grand Canyon. None of that was going to happen to her. She was doomed to spend
the rest of her life in Piston County, never knowing what sex felt like, dying
a virgin.
    God, her thoughts were depressing. She hated her life.
    She gasped as someone tapped her hand. Jerking the
head phones off, she tried to hear who was talking.
    “You’ve got a beautiful singing voice, Sasha.”
    “Pussy?”
    “The one and
only. Budge up.” He sat down beside her. His large body
nudged her up to the side of the booth. She didn’t bother glancing around
trying to look for Kenneth. What was the point?
    “I was singing?” She couldn’t have been singing.
    “Yeah, babe, you were. Singing loud
enough to catch my attention. You weren’t too bad either.”
    He leaned over her, and she heard the paper rustling. Menu?
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to distract you from your
lunch.”
    “You didn’t distract me. It was nice to hear something
other than complaining customers.” He flicked over the menu. “Everything here
sounds like shit. I fancy some decent food. Do you want to come with me on my
bike?” he asked.
    Her heart pounded inside her chest.
    Kenneth?
    The hope died as instantly as it sparked. “No, I
can’t.”
    “Your stepfather’s not here. He causes you shit, I’ll
deal with him. Do you want to go with me or not?”
    Did she ever!
    “Can I ride with you? I can’t see.”
    “You can hold onto me, baby. I’ll keep you safe. Do
you want to live a little?”
    She reached out, gripping his arm. “Please, take me
with you.”
    He held her hand, and she climbed out of the booth.
Pussy didn’t let go of her hand, which she was thankful for. She didn’t know if
she’d make it outside without passing out or looking like an idiot. He took his
time to lead her to the door. She counted the steps from the booth to the door.
Outside, the sound of the busy town caught her unawares. She stumbled against
Pussy’s back. He banded an arm around her waist.
    “Don’t you worry about a thing, baby. I’ve got you.”
    She liked being pressed against him. He held onto her,
and together they walked down the street. Sasha imagined people staring at
them, wondering what the hell she was doing with him. She didn’t care what they
all thought. In her mind, Pussy was a sexy man, a sinfully sexy man.
    “Right, we’re at my bike. I’ve got a helmet for you to
wear. I’m going to place it over your head. I’ll be gentle, okay?”
    “Yes.”
    Standing perfectly still, she waited for him to place
the helmet over her head. He secured the buckle underneath her chin.
    “There, it’s pretty solid.” He took hold of her hand.
“Keep your hand on my shoulder. You’ve got to trust me, and you’ll get on my
bike without a hitch, okay?”
    “Okay.” Gripping his shoulder, she couldn’t help but
notice how thick his shoulders were. The guy was huge. He moved forward, and
she went on her toes to keep hold of him.
    “Now, cock your leg over. When you feel your cunt on
the seat, settle in,” he said.
    “What?”
    Had she heard him correctly? Heat went straight
between her thighs at his words. No, surely she’d been imagining things. There
was no way he would say stuff like that.
    “You heard me. Don’t expect nice words from me. I call
it like I see it. I can promise you, you’ll be safe with me. I’m not interested
in hurting women.”
    Unlike Kenneth,
her stepfather. Did he know about Kenneth or even suspect the other
man of being a total bastard?
    Flinging her leg over the side of the bike, she
settled into the seat, feeling happy to have achieved something without looking
stupid.
    “Hold onto me tightly.”
    Wrapping her arms around his waist, she held on as
tightly as she could. “Is this