The Girls Club (24 page)

“Yeah, of course I am. I’ll text you the address. Miss Heidi is out cold.”

Karen felt simple love for Sky, ready to put her neck on the line for all of them.

“Ok, how long do you think she’ll be out?”

“I’m not sure. The packet said take two, I’ve given her six”

“Fuck shit! Make sure she’s breathing and I’ll be there soon.”

“Karen. BE CAREFUL! Those goons are going to be on the look out for you now, they already have Rochelle”

God keep her safe.

“It’s taken care of. I’m going to stay off the streets, grab a cab.”

“Wise choice”

“Oh and Sky?”

“Yeah”

“You better not still have bar-b-que between your teeth when I get there”

Sky rang off laughing.  It hadn’t been so cut and dried up to that point though as she reflected on the evening she’d just had, it hadn’t been all bad though.  It could have run very differently.

Miss Toulouse had rang in to check with Miss Huntington-Wolfe that she was adhering to her bail conditions, as well as enjoying their bright and bubbly employee.

“I haven’t skipped bail yet have I? Lighten up Snow Queen.”

Charlotte had done a very bad job of trying to make it sound like a garden variety courtesy call, when Miss Huntington-Wolfe was asked by Charlotte if she had any idea as to the whereabouts of Sarah Steiger, Heidi had laughed.

“Like I’d tell you”

Charlotte had proceeded to mention that Rochelle was ready for bolting, in a feint attempt to illicit information from Miss Huntington-Wolfe about her wayward missing sib.

“Sarah’s gonna fuck you up if she goes, ow, you know they have some sick weird relationship that Sarah can’t live without. Uhhh. I’ve heard about it enough. You figured out where you gonna put her?”

Miss Toulouse had then told Miss Huntington-Wolfe that she had made arrangements for Rochelle not to leave, if she was in contact with Sarah she should be advised not to worry.  She indeed had a plan.

Sky had been sat on the dilapidated couch in Heidi’s front room, Heidi had been sat on Sky’s lap whilst Sky fingered her from underneath.

Sky had stopped when the cell had rang but was immediately instructed to carry on.  Miss Toulouse wasn’t a prude as such, but she detested trying to hold a conversation with someone mid coitus.

Sky heard everything.  Heidi finished her call by groaning loudly down the phone at Miss Toulouse and telling her to ‘go get a fucking blowjob’.  She had then started hopping up and down with her thighs in order that she get the full benefit of Sky’s ministrations.

Sky had gone cold.  Dead cold.  She was kissing Heidi’s naked back, she set about finishing the job in hand so that she could call and warn her friends.

Heidi had been insatiable.  After the finger fuck she demanded oral, after the oral she demanded Sky take the case out from under her bed, where she kept ‘Steve’.  After bringing her to climax again Sky was exhausted, and she hadn’t had one orgasm all weekend so far.  Her ‘star struck’ behaviour was wearing off, Heidi was a selfish bitch when it came to getting off.

Leaving Heidi on the floor of the shower stall, half out of her gourd and creamed to fuck she went into Heidi’s bedroom.  In the second drawer down in the bedside cabinet she found some standard sleeping aid stuff.  Reading the packet she thought maybe horse tranquillisers wouldn’t even be enough given the amount of beer she’d had and remained upright, ish.  But she had to try and put Heidi out for a while.

“Oy! Hey! Get in here, I need a wash” Heidi called, then she started laughing to herself.  Sky shuddered and popped three pills from the blister pack.  She then opened a bud, swallowed two gulps and then popped in the pills.  She swilled the beer round and watched as they broke up and dissolved.

“Coming Heidi my love” an unusually detached smile had spread across her face.

She took the bottle and waved it under Heidi’s nose, Heidi had snatched it and drank half of it in one go.

Sky started the water and poured shower gel over Heidi’s shoulders.  She had an amazingly sleek body, just a shame it came with such a rancid mouth.  She took the shower sponge and started rubbing Heidi all over as she sat there.  Heidi finished the beer and turned so Sky could soap her front, it wasn’t a bad job all told.  Sky was aroused just watched the soap run around Heidi pert nipples and down the front of her stomach into her cleft. 

“Hey” Heidi called her eyes from their wanderings.

“Nearly done”

“You’re, you’re alright.” Heidi grinned ear to ear.

Sky smiled.  “Thanks” and she started to rub harder with the sponge, Heidi’s skin was covered in suds now and Sky wondered what it would feel like to lick them all off.  Sky was only human after all.

Heidi smiled and her eyes fluttered a little, Sky thought perhaps the pills were staring to have an effect, but awake she remained.  She held her hand out to Sky and she helped her get up, she rinsed the soap off and without warning she was hauled into the shower too. 

Shit! No change of clothes.  Well.  When in Rome.

She peeled her wet layers off and Heidi came to life,
right about the horse tranquillisers I guess,
this was the first time she had reciprocated with any form of touching, Sky felt honoured as Heidi crudely gripped her entire pussy in one hand.  Grunting and pushing she had Sky against the wall of the shower cubicle and she was squeezing and releasing her with insane pace, it was a toss up between pain and pleasure, Heidi was nipping her skin in places.  Her neck, her shoulder, her chin.  In less than three minutes Sky had collapsed into a quivering heap after an orgasm of mass proportions.  Never before had anyone been so brutal, but damn, it had happened so fast! Heidi smiled down at her, “That’s what you get for messing with me!” she laughed and then slipped.

“Owww, my ass bone” that got them both to laughing.

She’s just a hardass because she has to be.

Still.  The plan to knock her out hadn’t worked as of yet.  Sky went to get them each another beer, she had Heidi left playing with the bubbles in the bottom of the shower stall, dumping four more pills into Heidi’s beer she checked the time.  It was getting so late!  She had to call the girls.

The second beer did the trick.  6 sleeping pills and two more orgasms later Huntington-Wolfe finally gave up.  Sky got her under her arms and hauled her into the bedroom.  She put her dressing gown on her and put her in bed.  Then she’d made her call to Rochelle to warn her what had been planned. 

Rochelle had at first been unable to answer, it sounded, well, surreal.  Then she remembered who they were talking about, and it was the very fact that she was related to Sarah that would cause people to do such horrible things.

Rochelle had woken Karen up, Karen had thought at first Rochelle had been ready for seconds but the deathly serious look on her face changed all that.  Within an hour of Sky’s call, Karen had absconded and Rochelle had been drinking her first of many coffees that night.  There would be no more sleep.  Not until all this was over.

Karen had her mobile and promised Rochelle she would message when they had what they needed.  Rochelle told Karen about Sarah having her passport, “Must have always thought of me as a flight risk eh?”

“Me too then I ‘spose”

Rochelle had rolled her eyes.  Trapped.  Neatly wrapped up.  Tagged. 

Karen had put her arms around Rochelle and pulled her as close as she could.  Head to shoulder each of them breathed deeply of each other.  Hard times were ahead. As ridiculous and impossible as things had become they knew that sitting by and waiting for the end would only bring more miserly.  When Karen had said she had a plan, Rochelle hadn’t questioned.  Denise had never mentioned a plan so perhaps Karen having one was a good thing.

Rochelle had held Karen’s face for one last moment, tracing the lines and etching them into her mind.  They didn’t know how long this foolishness would take and Karen had kissed her only to taste tears on her partners face.

This is what’s real. This is what’s mine.  Love my friends.  The Chain.  The best club I’ve ever been in.  Ruined.  Ruined by madness.

Before she got excited and nervous she left, it wouldn’t do either of them any good if they lost their resolve now.  Sky had risked a lot by giving them the heads up. Karen had set off into the night, the last time she had seen Rochelle was at the apartment door, looking lost and small.

Karen was headed into the office to reclaim her passport first, then, if all went well she’d have a bargaining chip to get Rochelle back with later on that day in the form of a reality TV slut. 

Rochelle had gotten her promise.

Don’t be a hero Karen!

Rosh, I’m only gonna do what I have to, I love you too much.

But her heart felt heavy all the same.

Chapter 13

“Morning Princess!”

“I don’t think she’s gonna wake up”

“She’s gonna be fine, you did good Sky”

Heidi’s eyes were rolled up to the whites.

“If she doesn’t wake up soon its gonna be a bottle of water over her head. How’s that rope round there”

Sky went round to check.

The sleeping princess made a guttural noise that sounded very uncomplimentary.

“Its good, I’ve taken the slack up”

“What’s the view to the road like from there?”

“Excellent”

“Come on Princess. Come for me bitch” Karen gave her a slap across the face.

Sky frowned down the tableau.  This was indeed a serious business now they had embarked on.

“Gimme that water”

Sky handed Karen the bottle which she promptly upended over Miss Huntington-Wolfe’s head.

“Oh, psst, psssst,
pssssttttttt
” water spray flew from her lips as the coldness shocked her fully awake.

“Morning sweetness. How do you feel?”

Heidi glared up at the girl grinning down at her, then she looked past her at Sky and laughed.

“What? What. The. Fuck. So you wanna play gangster as well do ya? Let me up now and you might get through today with your pussy still in your pants” her arrogant tone made zero difference to the look the grinning girl was giving her.

“I have a problem” Karen knelt down on her hunkers.

“You’re telling me, when I...”

SLAP!

She was cut off mid-rant.

“Just listen to me. I haven’t got time for any posturing bullshit and to be honest,” she stood up, “I don’t fucking care” She reached out to Sky and a cell was placed in her hand.

“I want you to call whatever crazy lez you have to and find out where they’ve taken Rochelle”

Heidi seemed to consider this.

“Is that it?”

“That’s it” Karen’s grin remained.  Heidi didn’t trust a grin like that, it was lunacy in action.

“You could have just fucking asked me, drag me up the fucking hill and stick me, stick me, WHERE THE FUCK AM I?” her head scanned the landscape, Karen thought she had a pretty good idea where she was really.

Sky walked back down to her car.  She didn’t want to hear any more of what happened between them.  Karen silently respected her for it, she had a life here, maybe, if she kept out of this part of it.

“I’m surprised you don’t recognise where you are Miss Huntington-Wolfe. Oh right, it might have been dark last time you were up here. Dark and quiet. How many of you were there? How many, SICK FUCKS, were up here when Demi got cut?”

Realisation dawned on Heidi’s face.

“Wait just one fucking minute, I didn’t…”

“I know you didn’t, I know Sarah did. Just like she did with Denise Fontaine and God knows who else. All in the name of Rochelle eh?”

Heidi looked down.  Rope around her wrists and rope leading left and right.  She was attached to the bottom of the ‘H’ support struts.  Fitting enough.

“Sarah’s a sick bitch. Always has been. We put up with her because she’s got money and talent. Its just a shame all that talent came with a neurosis that would give Freud a hard-on”

Karen grabbed the collar of Heidi’s dressing gown, “But
you
were there, guilty by keeping your mouth shut. Guilty by letting her do it!” Karen’s face was flushed with red.  Sky beeped the cars horn.

“This is how you make up for it. This. If you don’t I’ll leave you here for fucking dead, I swear it”

“People come up here all…”

“Then I’ll have to kill you!” and she grabbed her up again.  To her credit, Miss Huntington-Wolfe didn’t even flinch.

“Chill out alright. I didn’t say I wouldn’t, did I?”

“This is your cell. Who do I dial for you?”

Heidi looked thoughtfully down at the ropes for a moment.  There were about three top Chain guardians who could be called on in a pinch, she was trying to think of one that Charlotte would know.  Bingo!

“Sheila. It’s in the list”

Karen picked through the number list and found Sheila, she hit call, “Aren’t you gonna warn me not to do anything funny?” Heidi smiled.

“Nope. I’m here and she’s there. That’s all you need to know”

Heidi looked at Karen’s raised eyebrow and decided never a truer word had been spoken.

Karen bent down and held the cell against the side of Heidi’s head.

“Hey babe.”

“H?”

“Yeah. How you doin? Long time no talk, I wasn’t
that
rough was I?”

Roguish giggles from the cell.

“No. I was waiting for you to call me, I didn’t want to seem too, you know, eager. I know some chicks get put off by that.”

Heidi shuffled her butt to get comfy. 

“Well, what are you doing right now?” she could ask this of Sheila, theirs had been a tawdry affair, months old now but as a Chain top ten Heidi would have her questions answered.

“Well,” the sound of a door shutting in the background, “We’ve had to pick up Rochelle and hold her here, it’s a helluva weird thing. No one knows where Steiger is, not even the top Chain brass claim to know where she is, Rochelle was going to skip town apparently.”

“Bummer. Where have you got her that’s safe in this town?”

That sounded just right Karen thought and admired Heidi’s cunning given the bind she was in.

“Well, we’re not really IN town, we’re at the Holiday Inn at the airport. There was a snag though”

Heidi rolled her eyes up to Karen whose arm was aching by now, holding the damn phone out for lady muck to make her call.

“You don’t say?”

“Yeah. There was supposed to be another girl there, she’d cleaned out before we got there, Casey was pissed!” Sheila giggled.  Case always got pissed at something, probably all the steroids she took.

“Guess that means we can’t hook up today then…Shame”

“Aw Jeez. I could leave the girl with Case, its not like she fighting us or anything.  She’s pretty quiet. I could come over to your apartment?”

“Yeah. Sounds good, are you coming right away?”

Alarm flashed in Karen’s eyes and Heidi tipped her a wink.  If Heidi was playing up Karen couldn’t get a beat on what she was doing.

“I’m on my way. Make sure you’re wearing my favourite”

“I will sweetie, bring me doughnuts”

Still laughing Sheila hung up.

“What the hell?”

“Cool your jets, they’re at the Holiday Inn at the airport, one of the Chain guards is a rather personal friend of mine. She’s breaking away from the little gathering to come to my apartment, which, if I’m not mistaken, means I’ve done you a fucking favour bitch!”

Karen started chortling to herself.  What a hellion this one was!

“Miss Heidi you are a minx” she clapped her hands.

“So when do you let me up?”

“Not yet princess”

She whistled through her fingers and Sky came back up the hill with another bottle of water.

“Miss Heidi, I appreciate your help, did you happen to find out just how many people were watching Rochelle?”

“No. But at any one time there’s three floating Chain goons. They’re always ferrying the top ten around, we’re pretty fucking important you know” venom dripped from this last statement.

Karen bent down to Heidi’s level and put her hand under her chin, searching her eyes she tried to weigh up whether it was fear, or just sheer nastiness that was making her behave this way. 

Pretty.  Yeah.  Pretty scary!

She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Heidi’s trembling lips.  Heidi gasped in spite of herself, there was a presence about the girl she could respond to.

“It’s a pity”

“What’s that?” Karen dusted her knees off.

“I think we coulda been fuckin’ hot”

She’s got balls.  Got to hand her that.

Sky was standing behind her now.

“It’s alright. Sky here has been blackmailed into helping me” this was their cover story to try and minimise the damage this would cause to Sky when the whole thing blew sky high.

“I have something very important of hers that could land her right in the hot water next to you if she doesn’t get it back. In return for what I have of hers, she’s going to look after you until I have Rochelle and we’re out of LA”

Sky tried her best to look scared of Karen, they had an act to keep up for Miss Heidi.

Karen put the cell back into Sky’s hand and Sky opened the bottle of water for Heidi to take a sip.  Heidi took a large swallow and coughed a little.  Sky put it down and followed Karen round to the front of the ‘H’, a little further down the hill.

“Did you get the address where she is?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you scared?”

“Yeah, but I’m the crazy Brit. I’m also the one with the plan.” Karen picked her rucksack up.  It had in it all the things she felt she’d need.

Sky’s bottom lip wobbled.  Karen thought she was going to blubber.

“Silly bugger” she let Sky enfold her.

“Don’t let them kill you, don’t let it happen to you too” Sky’s chest hitched, she too had realised this was really final stuff they were getting into.

Sky kissed her cheek and Karen did something next she never forgot.  She took Sky’s hand, and shook it like a man.

“Be careful Sky. I’ve left something in the glove box of your car to soften the blow with Miss Heidi for you. But don’t give it her ‘till I’ve given the all clear.” And off she went, down the hill.

Karen managed to hitch back into the city without much trouble.  She was clean cut enough she guessed.  She needed a car and wondered what Miss Toulouse would be up to at this moment?  Mid Saturday.  What would any lawyer be doing?  She might be at the office but it was real risky going back there.  She had to keep visibility down to a minimum.

Think, think.  You had a plan.  Remember?

She took her mobile out of her pocket.

Rosh, I’m at your apartment, where are you?

She sent Rochelle the message, hoping against hope that she’d catch on to what Karen was trying to do.  Whilst she waited for a response she knuckled sweat out of her eyes.  If she played it right she could wheedle down those present further by having at least one of them dash over to Rochelle’s apartment.

The text tinkle told her a new message had arrived.

Stay there babe.  Coming home.

She hopped into a cab outside the store she been waiting at whilst the plan formed around her.  From there she went back to her own apartment block.  She dashed upstairs as fast as she could and grabbed some clothes and loose cash.  Into the rucksack they went.  At the doorway she gave a lingering glance.  The start and end of her new life.

Blink and you’d have missed it!
 

Karen didn’t think they’d know her car, surely they weren’t that far along into finding her.

The airport.  She needed to get to the airport.

I’m gonna fix this.  God damned if I can’t.

But first, Sarah’s place and Rochelle’s passport.  Wherever they ended up she wasn’t going to let Sarah keep it.  It wasn’t hers.  Who knew what kind of shit she could do with it? 

Once things started rolling they rolled
fast. 

Almost fast enough for Karen to have missed a vital piece of information.

“Fuck!” she hissed, she couldn’t remember where Steiger lived.

Distracted by the back seat politics though weren’t we? 
The number 10.  The limo.  Karen hadn’t had her mind on location.  Only a deep seated nugget of wisdom that her boss was a low life scum bag with questionable past times.

Driving one handed she sent Sky a text asking her.  Even if Sky didn’t know Miss Huntington-Wolfe would, moments later she had the address. 

Now to find the fucker.