Mariette And The Cowboy (Western Night Series 2) (20 page)

CHAPTER TWO

The Palm Trees Club

Johnny had set me up.  I was shocked to even think that as I watched Mr. Lorenzo look unaffected by this.  He continued to smoke his cigar and do his paperwork.  I never realized that he was the mafia boss in the area.  If I had, I was sure I wouldn’t have been caught here doing a line of coke.  I had heard that the mafia was unforgiving to the women that had broken the rules; I was sure I wouldn’t be any exception to this.  Most of the time punishments included becoming a stripper, prostitution, video mayhem with pictures and videos scattered everywhere.  My parents would kill me if they ever found out.  I knew I wasn’t going to be able to talk my way out of this one.  I was sure of that I wouldn’t be able to talk my way out of this one.

“Are you going to hurry up with her punishment?  I am growing agitated.” Johnny said as he looked over at me.

“I am sure that you are in no predicament to even say that.  You know Johnny how I feel about drugs being sold in my territory in the first place.  I am shocked to think that my nephew is selling after he was told not to do so.  I am not surprised.  I always told you mother you were a bad seed anyways.  If it wasn’t for her you would be dead, especially since you can stand there and lie to me through your teeth.  I know who the one that supplied her with the coke; it is no big surprise that you are behind this.  I just am shocked that here you are trying to play hero in my eyes once again.”

“One of these days I am going to take you out.” Johnny mumbled.

“You wouldn’t know the first thing to do to run this family business smoothly; it isn’t just a game.  Your little stunt almost cost us our whole operation.  Do you realize how critical that is?  You almost cost us by having the cops climbing all over us; it isn’t like in the movies Johnny!  We can’t just kill everyone off because you made a mistake.”  

I was shocked to realize that Mr. Lorenzo and Johnny were actually related.  It was hard to believe since they were so different in so many aspects.  

Johnny rolled his eyes as he looked disgusted at his uncle. 

“You are going to have to be punished to, I am just unsure how I am going to deal with you since you purposely set Stacy up.”

“How can you say that?  I am not the one that forced her to snort coke at the bar!”

“You were telling me all about her doing the coke way before she even sat down and did the line.  Heck, you were in my office telling me all about it before she had even arrived.  You risked everything tonight.  If the wrong person had seen it, we would have been closed down.  The cops would have arrested all of us.  Even with my connections we wouldn’t have been able to bail us out of your mistake of being an idiot once again.”

Johnny looked at Mr. Lorenzo.  His expression showed he didn’t care at all what he was thinking.  I was sure after this he was going to get roughed up. 

“I can’t believe you have been selling drugs again.” Mr. Lorenzo pointed out.

“Are you positive that she didn’t come in all by herself and do this?” Johnny asked.

“You are too busy trying to get her in bed to see the big picture.  I know you set her up.  Granted she was stupid enough to trust you, but she had to get the drugs from somewhere.  I just hope she knows you cut your stuff and it isn’t the prime stuff you swear it is.  Besides I am sure after tonight she will learn from her mistake."

I wasn’t sure what to expect as I opened my mouth.  “I am very sorry for everything I have done.  I will pay any fine and I am okay if you kick me out of the club.  I am just begging you not to call the cops or kill me.”

The man in the corner started laughing.  “I am sorry sweet cheeks but we rarely don’t kill women.  We have other punishment methods for them; they are the ones that bring in the real money.  Fuck-ups like Johnny are the ones we like to kill.”

Mr. Lorenzo shot the guy a look.

“Tell him to shut up!  There is no need for him to talk to you nephew like that.”

By now I saw the red in Mr. Lorenzo’s eyes as he slammed his fist off the desk. 

“I am not going to allow you to talk to me like this.  I am the mafia boss around here and what you have done is cause one big problem.  First I have to deal with Stacy, but be warned I am still going to deal with you.  Do you understand everything you have just cost me?  I have to make sure no one realizes that you have been peddling drugs again.  Man, I wish your mother wasn’t my sister!  If for any reason she dies early, you will die very shortly after because I can’t handle you and your hair-brained ideas.”

“Mark, calm down!  You know I was doing it because she is a hot girl who I would love to punish.  I was sure no one saw us besides Lindsay and everyone knows Lindsay can be bribed.  I don’t know why you are so upset; it seems as if you really need to get away or something.” Johnny pointed out.

Mr. Lorenzo began growling and I realized he meant business.  It wasn’t as if he was about to allow his nephew to peddle drugs in his turf, but I didn’t want to see a family blood bath in his office either.  I was afraid for my life as I looked at Mr. Lorenzo who seemed as if at any moment like in the movies he would open his desk up, grab a gun and kill Johnny right there.  I wasn’t sure what to do, but I was on the verge of crying from being so scared.

“Stacy was the reason I came to you.  Shouldn’t you be praising me instead of punishing me?  She was the one who has drugs on her!  I wasn’t the one who told her it would be a great idea to come to the Palm Trees to do a line of coke at the bar.  How was I supposed to know she would be doing it there.”

I groaned at this.  “You always know I do it there in the far corner while I listen to the band and drink.” I pointed out. 

I was sure at this point I wasn’t helping his case, but I knew now he had set me up for sure and I wasn’t happy at all. 

“Why did you do this Johnny?” I finally asked.

Johnny didn’t answer me.  All he did was shrug me off just like he did to his uncle. I couldn’t believe that I should have listened to Mark Lorenzo’s advice in class.  I wouldn’t have been stuck here wondering exactly what was in my future for my punishment.  I let out a deep sigh and glared at Johnny.

CHAPTER THREE

The Punishment

The smell of aged whiskey filled the air as I stood there at Mr. Lorenzo’s desk waiting for him to call the cops.  My mind was burning with the image of me being dragged off in hand cuffs.  I stood there waiting for Mr. Lorenzo to pick up the phone and call the cops.  All I needed was my parents finding out all I was doing in college was blowing their money. 

I stood at the edge of his desk hoping he would change his mind.  My body was trembling as I looked at him.  My heart was racing.

“Mr. Lorenzo I will do anything, just don’t call the cops.  I am begging you don’t call the cops!  All I need is my parents to find out about this.”

Mr. Lorenzo suddenly looked up with me with one eyebrow raised.  My whole fate was sitting in the palms of his hands and I wasn’t even sure how everything would pan out.

“Are you joking or just not paying attention?  I can’t call the cops or they will shut the whole place down because of your poor judgment.  You put my whole dream and work at risk because of your selfishness.”

I let out a sigh of relief.

“I wouldn’t be so relieved yet, you don’t know what I have planned for you.” Mr. Lorenzo finally said as he got out of his chair.

“What are you going to do to me?” I asked as panicked filled my voice. 

“Isn’t it funny you are no longer the snooty college girl who is standing in front of my desk at school telling me how she doesn’t give a shit about life?  Now you are trembling with fear as you look into my eyes.  Why the sudden change?  Is it because you finally figured out who I am?  I am the local mafia boss who doesn’t care about anyone and now you have finally pissed me off to the point I can’t take it any longer.”

What was he going to do to me?  Was he going to kill me?  I wasn’t sure, but being drunk and high wasn’t a good mixture with being scared. 

I groaned as Mr. Lorenzo led me down the hallway to a locked room.  I was afraid what I would see or if someone was going to shoot me or something. 

I groaned as I stepped into the room as Mr. Lorenzo closed the door.  There had to be five other men including Johnny sitting in chairs.  I knew what this meant and I was some what used to it since Johnny had done this to me in the past when I couldn’t pay my debt to him.

I didn’t have to ask what we were going to do, all I would have to ask was who was first.

I watched as Mr. Lorenzo sat in a chair and motioned me over.  I didn’t verbally say anything, I just walked over and knew what was expected of me.   He unzipped his pants and motioned me with his hand.

Most women would have killed themselves if they had to do what I was about to do, but secretly I enjoyed being gang banged.  It was one of my fantasies that I loved living out.

I sat down and pulled my mini dress up showing my bare ass off and my tattoo on my lower back. 

I bent down and began licking and sucking feverishly as my hand slipped underneath my dress.  I looked down as Johnny unzipped his pants and took me from behind.

I let out a moan.  I wasn’t expecting to find my teacher here or to be gang banged, but this was a pleasant surprise.  My punishment for being caught with drugs in the club was really no punishment at all.

My body began quivering as Johnny hammered me.  I had forgotten how pleasurable it was to have sex with Johnny.  I guess I should owe him money more often. 

“Johnny, don’t wear her out too fast.  She still owes the rest of us some time.”

I giggled at the thought of this.  I was enjoying every single second of this.  I couldn’t remember the last time I was so excited had been.  I knew that it had been awhile.

The room of guys kept taking turns as I continued to suck and play with Mr. Lorenzo.

“Are you planning on sitting on my lap anytime soon?” Mr. Lorenzo asked.

I began starting off with a lap dance as Mr. Lorenzo smiled.  After I saw a different side of him I wanted this more.  When I realized what my punishment was, I was getting more excited.

Mr. Lorenzo held my hips and gently pushed himself inside of me.  Unlike the other men who hammered at me, Mr. Lorenzo had a gentler touch.

I began to moan as he pushed and pulled at my hips.  The feeling was sensational.  Everything about Mr. Lorenzo had went out the window and I wanted to have sex with him every day.  I was riding him like I was in a rodeo as my legs began to quiver with such pleasure, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I knew we were both on the verge of cumming.  He quickly pressed hard against my naked body as if allowing me to catch my breath.  When he was satisfied he continued to lift me up and down as I moaned with every thrust made.  My right hand slid under my dress and I began to pleasure myself as I bounced, which made me almost to wet to handle.

There was a new sexual desire that Mr. Lorenzo could only quench.  I arched my back allowing the pleasures fill me.  I let out quiet moans as I kept bouncing on his lap.  Both of our bodies began quivering as my body was filled with a sudden excitement and pleasure that was foreign to me.

My hand began caressing his chest as I begged him to pull me closer.  I didn’t care if this was a one nightstand, lust or if I was falling in love with Mr. Lorenzo, but I knew I didn’t want it to stop.  He knew how to pleasure me without me having to tell him to go faster.

I looked into his eyes with a sudden love struck look that was glazed upon both of our faces.  I knew without words we both were enjoying every single minute of it. 

The torture of having him play with my orgasm was unreal, but the pleasure was much more worth it.  He trusted inside me one last time as he held me down. 

The sensation of him allowing himself to give me his orgasm filled me.  He reached over and began to kiss me.

The rest of the guys were already cleaning up and walking out as they left Mr. Lorenzo and I alone. 

“I want to see you tomorrow after school, this is far from over.”

“Why don’t I just meet you here?”

“I need to ban you from the club for bringing drugs in to it.  I was hoping I could continue to pleasure you tomorrow night, maybe at my desk.  Wear something like this.” 

I smiled as I kissed him one last time.  “I will see you then.”

It wasn’t much of a punishment for me since I enjoyed every single minute of it. 

I straightened my dress as I walked out.  My hair was a mess and I was sure my makeup was too.  There was no shame for me in what I had just done.  I smelled of sex and cum, but being gang banged was the best part of my day. 

“How was it?” Lindsay asked as she saw me come out of the back room.

I chuckled. 

“If I knew that was going to happen, I would have turned myself in, that’s how amazing it was.

CHAPTER FOUR

The Next Morning

The next morning my legs still shook from the good time I had at Palm Trees.  I had enjoyed it and wished everyone was here to pleasure me all over again.  There was nothing that indicated I would enjoy something like that again, but Mr. Lorenzo wanted to continue to pleasure me.

I began fantasizing about last night, and it was hard not to wish I was back there.   My hand went wild as I continued to arch my back and moan.  I heard the door slam, and I quickly hid under the covers.

“I assumed you were home when I saw your car was still here.  Mr. Lorenzo said as he whipped the blanket off from me, revealing that I was naked.

“I really would like to get established.  I am fascinated with getting to know you a little better since we just had sex.  I liked it, and I want to keep you around.

My life had suddenly found a meaning, even if it was Mr. Lorenzo’s play toy.  He made me feel worthy.  I didn’t feel as if I was gliding through the days as if there was no meaning to my life at all.  I was happy for once, even if this hangover I had was terrible.

“Do you mind if I smoke?” I asked looking at him.

“You can do whatever you want as long as you are naked.”

I started laughing as I began to roll a joint.

“Do you want one?” I asked.

Mr. Lorenzo grabbed the joint out of my hand. 

“I guess now you know my problems and my secrets.  I try hard to pretend they don’t exist, but they still are in my head.  The only thing that can numb them is doing what I do.  I probably shouldn’t have done a line right at the bar, but I was drunk and already high.” I pointed out. 

“Your actions are more like a plea for help.”

My mind already seemed to go numb as I poured myself a glass of cheap vodka.  I probably couldn’t concentrate in class because was stoned and drunk.

“I don’t understand you, Stacy!  You have a future.  Why waste it on this shit?” 

“I shrugged.  “Why do you waste your time on this shit?”

He got in bed next to me. 

“I am committed to this life.  I keep the squeaky clean image of a college professor to hide the dirty truth of what actually happens in the back room of that night club.

“Where you fuck the brains out of bad little girls like me?” I asked.

Mr. Lorenzo started laughing as he began kissing me.  He placed his joint in the ashtray as his hands began to explore my body.

“You are the only person right now I want to see.  I don’t even want to go and teach the class at all.”

“Why bother? We both can pretend to be sick, so we don’t have to leave the bed.”

“I like your thinking, but they will never believe it. 

I wasn’t sure what had exactly happened that led up to what happened in the back room.  Most of the day was foggy, but I knew I had fun, and I loved every single second of it.

I also knew whatever happened at the moment that I was beginning to feel something for Mr. Lorenzo, a deep desire and need to have him beside me.  He satisfied me like no other man had ever satisfied me.  My whole body was quivering just thinking about it.  I knew I hadn’t ever felt that way in my whole life.

“I want you to be my girlfriend.  We don’t really live different lives, and I love having to sneak around to be with you.”

I smiled at this.  “Will I be able to go back to the club?” I asked.

“No, you screwed that up.  I won’t be able to let you in no matter how many guys gang bang your willing body.”

I began rubbing myself with excitement.

“Are you sure you are okay with this affair?” he asked.

“I want to have you inside me right now, what do you think?”

“Would you have made the same choice again if you knew what was going to happen with Johnny telling everyone you had drugs on you?”

I knew Johnny had ratted me out, but I was sure it was because of our conversation in the college parking lot. 

I started laughing.  “I probably would have come clean to you and turned myself in, if I knew I would be gangbanged to the point cum was running down my legs.”

Mr. Lorenzo started laughing. 

“Who knows, I might get you to dance on stage downstairs.  They strip, and I could at least put you in armature night.”

I began rubbing him.

“As long as you continue to please me, I don’t care what you do.”  

Mr. Lorenzo shook his head.  “You can call me Mark, but the way.”

“Mark, I like that.  It sounds real like a mob name.”

He started laughing.

“Stacy sounds like the perfect mistress name to me.”

“I doubt your balls have been drained like that in a long time.  I am already loving being your mistress.”

“I didn’t think you would mind, or at least I didn’t think you would after last night.”

“I am far from complaining,” I said as I reached over and kissed him. 

My body was already craving for another round with Mark.  He had spoiled me by fulfilling my deepest pleasures and desires inside his nightclub.

“How come you decided to get into the gang life.  You are successful for being a professor at a business college,” I pointed out. 

“I could ask you the same thing.  Why did you choose the life you did?  Your parents and everyone else thought you would be something great and wonderful.  I guess I could answer your question.  Do you think sitting at a desk is something I actually enjoy?  It doesn't excite me.  It doesn't even excite you.  I have been in the criminal life ever since I can remember.  It was a family run operation.  My brothers, fathers, and uncles were all in it.  It would make no sense if I bucked the system by not being involved with such a lifestyle.

I never knew there was a dark side to the professor that I thought was a bookworm.  I didn’t imagine him being like this.   I always thought he was the saint out of the both of us, but here we were smoking weed while we were naked in my bed and talking about crime.  He was the boss, and I was the mistress.  This was the life I needed and desired.  It kept it interesting. 

I climbed on top of him as I held the headboard and dropped myself down slow on his erection.

It seemed like today even with pleasure, we were still able to talk about who we were, and are.

CHAPTER Five

The Date

I was beginning to fall in love with Mark.  I knew that it was against what everyone would have told me, but here I was thinking this was Heaven.  The time we spent together only led up to us going out on dates all the time and I was starting to grow my feelings more and more for him. 

I sighed as I looked out of the restaurants window.  I was as far as I could get today from eating supper with Mark on our date and I wasn’t sure why that was; it was unlike me.  

Mark lightly kicked me under the table.

Our relationship seemed to be tangled between my drug addiction, life and expectations that everyone had of me and the crime life that surrounded Mark.  As time went on I realized that I was labeled as Mark’s mistress because of the way we met.  Most of the time we hid our relationship and only a selected few knew about me. 

“You seem off today.” Mark finally said.

“I guess I am just thinking about everything going on.  I still don’t know exactly what to expect.  I was set up by your nephew and dating you.  Everyone that knows tells me that you really don’t have feelings for me.  I am just there to please you when you are lonely.  I don’t know what to think.” I whispered.

The sound of gunshots peppered the restaurant as Mark quickly pushed me out of the booth and on to the floor.  Glass peppered the area like rain. 

I knew neither one of us were safe.  I closed my eyes and waited for the bullets to stop flying by.  Curiously I was wondering if I was even still alive; it felt as if it would never end with the gunshots.

“Are we dead yet?” I asked out loud.

“No, we aren’t dead.  It’s just a drive by shooting.  This will stop soon enough when the kids get bored and move on.”

I was sure that Mark was lying since it seemed like it had been going on for eternity.   The cell phone in Mark’s pocket was ringing, but he seemed not to budge.  I tried hard to turn it off, but Mark seemed as if he was frozen.

“What’s wrong?”

I realized whoever had been shooting had been pretty mad about something.  It wasn’t a random drive by shooting at all. 

“Who the hell is doing this and why?” I asked Mark.

At the moment I was unsure if I could deal with this. 

“I am sure that little prick thinks it is funny.  I swear this time he has gone too far; he is going to die for this.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“Johnny is the only one that knew tonight I would be here with you.” 

Here I had my life risked for no excuse at all.  The only thing good that happened was the fact that Mark had saved my life.  He had made sure to push me to the ground, even if it meant a bullet grazed his shoulder and he was in severe pain.  I guess as I questioned about his love, I realized that he truly did love me.

I heard a car’s engine pull away and yet I was still too scared to move. 

“Are you sure it was Johnny?  He is your nephew.” I pointed out.

“You have a lot to learn about this business Stacy.  Your family is the first to try to kill you off, especially if power is involved.”

“Why would he do that though?”

“He is probably unhappy with the fact I punished him for selling drugs on my street again.  I can’t have that shit around if I don’t want to get caught.  Every time I do he finds a way to appoint himself to assassin and tries hard to take me out.  That’s why I am positive it is Johnny.”

I bit my lip and started looking at the glass that was all over the floor. 

“I guess that’s a good way to ruin a romantic date.”

I shrugged.  “I guess it comes with the territory.”

Mark looked at me with those eyes that read through my soul.  I was sure that he knew I was making excuses to try to tell him why everything was perfectly okay and it was normal to be shot at in a restaurant.  I wasn’t sure what to think any more.  I just knew that I had glass in my hair and I loved Mark.  There was no walking away from a love like this. 

I could tell that Mark was serious about how often Johnny tries to kill him.  I was afraid that one of these times he would actually succeed.  I knew it wasn’t my place to ask him to leave this world since both of us knew way too much.

Mark took my hand while still ducking as we made our way to the back of the restaurant where the back door was. 

I tried hard to push this out of my mind as we were finally safe behind the building.  For the longest time I held on to Mark.  My heart beat was extremely fast and I just wanted to hold on to him in fear that I would lose him. 

Mark touched my cheek.  “If I haven’t told you how much I care about you, let me tell you how I feel.” he whispered as he reached down and kissed me. 

“There will be time later for that, we got to get you to the hospital.” I whispered.

“I think we have enough time.  It isn’t like it is the first time I have ever been shot at.  I want you to know that today wasn’t supposed to end up like this and that I do care about you.” Mark said as he kissed me again.

I tried to hold the tears back as best as I could.  I was still scared as hell, but I did know that Mark was telling the truth.  He did love me and proved it by saving my life.

CHAPTER SIX

Epilogue

I woke up in a cold sweat.  What had I been thinking?  Mark and I had been sleeping together for several months now.  It had been fun, but my life was spiraling more and more out of control.  I was the one that desired more things such as coke and drugs.  I was starting to wonder if Johnny was right. 

I looked in the mirror and didn’t even recognize myself or even know what I had done.  I didn’t even have any memories of last night.  I knew I did something. 

Mark looked at me and smiled.  I was usually at peace in his arms, but today I was far from being at peace.  He seemed to enjoy himself, but I felt miserable like something had happened and I couldn’t put my finger on it. 

“I guess I will see you at class, perhaps you will be bent over my desk later.”

I smiled at this image of being bent over his desk.

I looked back, and Mark had left and the house was empty.  I was empty, and I needed to get to both school and work. 

Johnny was waiting by my car. 

“I told you we would have fun last night, didn’t we.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“Mark and everyone took turns with you again.  You loved it.  Aren’t you glad for once I ratted you out?” he asked as he put his hand down. 

“I don’t know what you are saying?”

“Hey, if you don’t come through I have pictures and video of what you did to everyone.  I am sure your parents would love a copy.”