Heat on Section 8
Posted by myg
Late last night the heat was bearing down on Section 8.
I shuddered, remembering the bad times in the Baji police station the other day. Burned black 16 hour old coffee, vending machines without Tastykakes and a fat slob of a cop named Louie all came to mind as I scampered for a place to hide out. What had I done this time that they had to send black ops? My mind was racing with all the possibilities.
Maybe it’s just me, getting paranoid. Because out of the bird popped my dear old friend, Vanny.
“I just started working security,” she said. Some four-sim German operation with gambling, hookers, the works I guess. And with the way this girl can shoot and drive, her employers had better feel damned lucky to have secured her services. I suppose they know it, because their “welcome to the company gift” was one of these:
I hopped in and we promptly crashed into the side of HQ. Hey, it was her first day with the new ride.
Thank god for the airbags, though they didn’t help much when she launched us over the sim crossing into the bottom of the lake. Next thing I knew, she was gone and I was floating peacefully.
“Are we dead?”
“Autoreturn!” she said. I felt safe and secure then, for sure.
Congrats on the new job, Vanny.
Now there’s a decision I want to have to make: “Do I take the Ferrari or the Westland to the gig?”
Hell – I discovered that this creepy car even have brakes some hours later, after the long walk back out of the middle of nowhere..
We will continue the trip soon.. Take this as an offer ot threatening.. *g*
Mmmm did you offer me as well a trip in your new car hun ?
Should i take this as a way to hurt me !!!!
i think she was using me as a test dummy, yes, that’s it. that way when she chauffers you around porn stars she won’t crack the car up and do any lasting damage…
/me blows a thankful kiss to Myg