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“PAUL!?!?!? OH MY GOD PAUL!?!?!?!? IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!!!!” Joe tried to explain to Paul.
“NOT WHAT I THINK?!?!?!?!? IT IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE JOE! YOU’RE RIDING A PATIENT’S D*CK!!!! WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE??? FOR G*D’S SAKE HE’S STILL PUMPING YOU’RE A$$HOLE!”
“¡AY DIOS MIO!” says Janice. She could feel a little vomit rise up from her belly.
(OH MY GOD!)
“No sh*t hun.” Carl says. It is taking every bit of energy for him not to laugh at the epic fall Joe was experiencing before his very eyes.
“OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCH!!!!” Joe screams.
“Ohhhhh sh*t.” Carl never heard a bare ass get smacked so hard. It made him jump a little and squeeze his butt cheeks real tight. Janice was shaken too. She clutched Carl’s arm with both his hands. Carl had no plans on shaking her off. Instead, he held her in her arm with his left hand and palmed her booty with his right hand.
“Ahora no (Not now).” Janice whispers to Carl so Paul couldn’t hear or understand her. Paul was too busy in shock. He regrets checking in on Joe. She tries to slap Carl’s hand away but his grip was good enough where he could feel up her booty gently and not have his hand forcibly moved. Janice was feeling Carl but now was not the time. She wanted to let him know she was feeling him but they had to put their thing on pause. While she was thinking, the patient Jesse is putting Joe in his place.
“Nobody told your lillie white a$$ to stop. I’m not even close to c*mming b*tch.” Jesse says.
“Jesse c’mon let me get up. We’re busted. I’m about to lose my job and-“
“I OWWWWN YOU!!!!!!!” Jesse shouts at Joe as he forces two fingers in his mouth and hooking his bottom mouth. Joe simply allows Jesse to claim him in front of his soon to be former co-workers without any resistance.
“Ahhhh you disgusting pieces of sh*t.” A sickened Carl says in response to the act he just witnessed. Carl was no homo-phobe but the sight of a man letting another man take his manhood in such regard was something he was not comfortable seeing, let alone a few feet away on the job. The sight made him palm Janice’s a$$ more.
“Mas tarde (Later).” Janice whispers to Carl as she grabbed him by his d*ck. Instead of clutching it to instill pain, she gently rubbed his d*ck and cupped his balls momentarily to let Carl know what was up. She even threw him a sexy wink to seal her promise.
“Ok.” Carl says as he regains composure and removes himself from Janice’s contact.
After seeing his once proud employee get owned by a disturbed patient, Paul has had enough.
“ENOUGH!!!!! JOE YOU’RE DONE!!!!! LET’S GO!!!!”
Paul begins to approach Jesse’s bed to remove Joe off of Jesse. In a flash, Jesse pulls out a four-inch, homemade blade from the side of his bed. Paul doesn’t see it but Carl does.
“LOOK OUT PAUL!!!!!!”
“AHHHHHH F*CK!!!!” Paul shouts in pain. Jesse was just too quick with his blade. Before Paul could put his hands on Joe, Jesse threw him off the side of the bed and cut Paul’s right hand. Paul was bleeding, but his injury wasn’t fatal.
“MUTHAF*CKA IT’S ON!!!!”
“Not so fast Carl.” Jesse says as he pulls Joe off the floor, using him as a shield while he haves his blade pressed against the side of his neck.
“I know the last thing you want to do is mop this pu$$y a$$ f*ggot’s blood up for the rest of your shift? NOW BACK THE F*CK UP, ALL OF YOU!!!! I’M NOT GOING TO REPEAT MYSELF.”
Seeing no other options, the three give Jesse and Joe plenty of breathing room.
“Much better, now here’s the deal. I’m taking myself and my Snow Ho out of here. I swear on my nut pumping sack that if anyone tries to stop us I’m cutting Joe and everything moving. UNDERSTAND!?!?”
“Go on with your crazy sh*t Jesse. Sooner or later I’ll catch up with you and that scum of the Earth you’re hiding behind.”
“Whatever Carl. Let us pass or we can see what’s what between us.”
Trying to put pressure on his cut with a couple of clean towels in Jesse’s drawer, Paul tells Carl to let him go.
“Carl do what he says.”
“Nah Paul what are you thinking? We can’t let this guy out of here.”
“And I can’t allow him to kill Joe, another patient or somebody else on the staff Carl. Let him go.”
“Aight. This ain’t over fruity loops.”
Jesse, still having Joe at knife point, makes his way out of his room. He orders the others to stay behind. It doesn’t take long for the two to make their way to the parking lot and speed off in a hospital van.
After 10 minutes has passed, Carl, Janice and Paul are still in disbelief. Paul had alerted the authorities as soon as Joe and Jesse made their way to the parking garage. While Paul is talking to the police, an alarm goes off in Carl’s head.
“SH***************T!!!! MAGGIE!”
“What was that about Carl?”
“Joe’s wife. She has no idea what just happened. I’m going to call her and break the news to her.”
Carl dials Maggie’s house phone. He has her mobile number but he doesn’t want Joe to know that. Besides, he knew she would be home and awake seeing how the shift would be over in a few hours. After a few rings, Maggie picks up.
“Maggie?”
“Carl? Carl what are you doing calling me now?” Maggie was surprised to hear from Carl while he was on duty. She wasn’t sure what was going on but she sort of liked the fact that he was breaking one of his own rules to talk to her now.
“Never mind that Maggie. Are you ok?”
“Yes, I’m fine. What’s going on?”
“It’s about Joe. Something happened at work and he got fired.”
“What? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“I know it doesn’t but Joe left outta here with-“
“Carl I gotta go. Joe’s here.”
“What? Nah Maggie wait. Don’t hang up the phone. There’s something that I gotta tell you about Joe.”
“It has to wait Carl I’m sorry.” Maggie says, lowering her tone and whispering. “Joe’s here.”
“Sh*t, he’s there?”
“Yes. He called me on the way home. Said he was bringing a friend over with him. At first I was thinking, “Not this late you’re not.” But I was hoping it would be you,” Maggie says as she starts rub her cl*t through her panties. “I’ve been thinking non-stop about what we did the other day and-“
“STOP F*CKING TALKING FOR A MINUTE MAGGIE AND LISTEN!!!! GET OUT THE F*CKING HOUSE!!!!!!!”
“Carl what is going on with you?” Maggie was concerned now. “Leave my house??? It’s the middle of the night. What am I going to tell Joe and his guest?”
“Never mind them. Don’t even let them catch you sneaking out. Just get in your car and drive straight to the hospital. I’ll explain the rest when you get here.”
“HONEY WE’RE HERE!” Joe shouts in the background.
“I can’t get out the house Carl. They’re here.”
“DON’T TELL ME THAT MAGGIE. GET THE F*CK OUTTA THERE!!!!”
Maggie places the phone down to greet her husband and his guest. She didn’t hang up the phone. Carl is listening in the background.
“Paul, call 9-1-1. Have them go to Joe’s place. The c*cksucka brought Jesse home to his wife. There isn’t much-“
Carl stops talking but signals Paul with his hand to start dialing. He hears Maggie calling out to Joe.
“Joe? Joe? Oh there you are. Wait a sec why is your guest standing behind you like that OH MY G*D HE’S GOTTA KNIFE!!!!!!”
Carl drops the phone and heads for his car in the garage at full speed.
“CARL!?!? WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?!?” Paul shouts at him.
“JOE’S!!!!!” Carl shouts back. “JUST MAKE SURE THE D*MN AMBULANCE AND THE COPS GET OVER THERE!!!!”
Joe thinks to himself, “I swear to f*cking G*d if that crazy f*ck touches her I’m gonna kill him. I’m gonna kill his a$$ and cut that b*tch a$$ pu$$y, Joe’s throat.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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