Chapter Two- Shawn
I laid in the small apartment I had while I was on medical leave and I could hear the shots and yelling echoing around in my mind as I tried to remember what happened but my mind drew a blank. I could remember the ambush and I could remember feeling the pain in my shoulder and then after that there's just nothing.
How could I have did what they said I did, how could I have pulled three of them out safely If I couldn't remember it!
I was frustrated as I laid there and I wanted to punch something. I wasn't allowed to exercise and I all the running and sit ups in the world weren't helping either so a buddy of mine gave me a number to call. It took a couple weeks but now I was finally going to be able to blow off some steam and I didn't give a damn if I had to pay for it.
I got out of bed and grabbed my jacket as I went outside and got on my bike to head to the hotel. I wasn't worried about safety; I just didn't want to bring a hooker on base.
I probably could have easily found someone else but I wanted a girl with no strings attached and who I knew could handle things getting rough. I didn't want the bullshit of caring about girls feelings and having to take her out to dinner; fuck a hooker was probably cheaper than a girlfriend anyway.
When I got to my room I walked onto the tiny balcony and lit up a cigarette as I watched the clock, she would be here any minute. I heard a knock at the door and I took a past puff and flicked it over the balcony, letting out the smoke as I went to the door.
I yanked it open and the girl on the other side I was pleased to see was actually gorgeous. I was a little worried she would be hideous or platinum blonde with fake everything and while this girl definitely dyed her hair the rest of her seemed real. I stepped to the side and she walked in and I didn't miss the opportunity to check out her ass which was very nice also.
She had red hair and blue eyes with milky white skin and as I looked harder at the small girl I worried there was a mix up because she sure as hell didn't look like she could take what I would be giving.
"Mr. Sorci." She acknowledged me
"Yes. And you are." I asked her
"My names Mari." She set her bag and jacket down. I took her in and she didn't look trashy, she looked sexy as fuck with that low dip and if I bent her over the bed right now I'm sure that dress would ride up enough.
"Mari what?" I asked
"That's not something you need to know." She said politely. Polite was going to get her nowhere with me. As she crossed her arms I realized that she had tattoo's which was as added bonus as far as I was concerned.
"Your boss tell you anything about me?" I asked
"She did."
"What did she say?" I asked
"That you needed someone who could handle you and that you were an, you were difficult." She rephrased something and I looked at her curiously "Did she go over the rules?" she asked and I shrugged probably but I wasn't really paying attention.
"Cash up front." She said and I nodded to the dresser and she moved her eyes and I had hundreds lined over there, when I was done she could take what I owed her.
"I don't know how long I'll keep you but take what you want when you leave." I told her and she seemed to be thinking about something and looked at the cash again.
"No more than five hours." She said to herself.
"Nope, no longer than that." I told her
"We're all required to be on birth control but condoms are required if you're going to be with me and that's not optional, I bring my own because frankly I don't trust anyone else's. If you want someone who doesn't care then I'll tell Tina." I walked to the balcony and gestured for her to follow
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RomanceMari Hansen ran away from home at 15 not being able to stand her radically religious family anymore and was desperate to be nothing like them which lead her to living on the streets subjecting herself to drugs, alcohol and prostitution going down a...