Warped

Bob saw the images flashing through his eyes into his brain. Waves of nausea moved from his stomach and into his throat, gagging noises emitting from his mouth. The car he rode in seemingly floated on a black ribbon, headlight beams navigating between flashing white lines and a long snake-like line ran endlessly on his right.  

Bob saw the pretty girl hand him the pipe. She lit it for him. He shook his head. He didn’t want anymore. He wanted to just close his eyes and listen to Counting Crows, Bush, Beck, and Live on the radio that played so forcefully. 

“What’s the matter honey? Are you being a light weight? Come on sweety just one more. We’ll be at the casino really soon.” 

“No more. I’m so fucked up. What did you put in that shit?” Bob asked as his head rolled to the side, his eyes closed though he could clearly see her face appearing and disappearing with each flashing headlight beams of oncoming cars. 

“Oh, it’s a new thing. Bath salts, it really makes you trip out just like acid.” Her voice rose several octaves higher than Bob wanted. She laughed. It sounded more like a heckle than anything he considered a woman’s polite laugh. 

He slowly opened his eyes. He saw her pretty face, the small button nose, the rosy cheeks, the shining eyes. “I want to fuck you,” he whispered so her boyfriend wouldn’t hear him. 

“Oh, you nasty boy!” She exclaimed with a laugh. 

“What did he say?” Daryl asked. He glanced at him from the rearview mirror, his eyes dark and dangerous. 

She reached over and whispered in his ear; Bob prepared for the worst. His eyes appeared humorless, but he nodded. 

“Go in the back seat and give him a good time,” Daryl told Annie. She squealed in delight. 

“You gonna watch me do him?” She asked as she scooted between the bucket seats, showing Bob her skirt that revealed a naked bush and bared butt; stockings with a pair of garters holding them up her shapely thighs. 

“Sure Babe, I’ll adjust this mirror so I can see this show! Bob you feeling Okay?” 

“I’m not sure,” he replied with hesitancy in his voice while Annie pulled down his pants and mounted him. 

“Oh, Baby, yeah, you are so hot and hard!” She exclaimed riding him and he climaxed before he knew it. 

“God!” Bob yelled out as he saw her face. It seemed to take on a beastly quality and he slid as far from her as he physically could. 

“What’s wrong baby? Was I too rough for you? You better get used to it, pretty boy!” She climbed back over the seat and whispered something to Daryl. 

“That’s funny!” He exclaimed as he stared at Bob from the mirror Bob saw the Highway sign of Interstate 90 Eastbound.  

“Where are you taking me?” Real fear came out of his mouth, and his eyes darted frantically. 

“Dude, we told you that we’re going to the tribal casino. You are going to make us all rich. Then, we’ll take you to where you want to go. That’s the plan and you said you wanted in on it. Right?” 

Bob looked at Daryl who continued staring back at him through rear view mirror. “I guess I forgot.” He closed his eyes and sleep overtook him. Images floated through his head; certain they were dreams but now he couldn’t tell the difference anymore. 

End of chapter two