Tutor Girl (Emison)

Chapter 14

Emily POV

"Alright. This is my stop. Thanks for the ride, fellas," I say and go to get out of the car but they talk, "This one's funny, Thing. Lets kill him last."

I stop and chuckle, "wait. Your name is Thing?" I look at him and he grins, "that's right. Thing."

"And I'm Thing One," the guy next to CeCe says and she turns to look at the guy next to me, "okay, wait. Let me guess. Thing Two."

"Thing Three. Because I'm the third," he says as if it is completely obvious. 

Thing then pulls a pistol out and I widen my eyes, putting my hands up, "woah, dude. Your names aren't funny, alright? My bad." They all laugh and Thing Three grins, "take your clothes off ladies. You're going shopping." 

I glare at him when he calls me a "lady" because everyone knows I hate being called a girl, woman or lady.

But, since he has a gun, I reluctantly agree. I take my shirt off and strip to my shoes, boxers and sports bra, CeCe does the same. "What, you two have dicks or something? What's with the boxers?" Thing One chuckles.

I smirk proudly, "yeah we do. Probably bigger than yours too." He glares at me and says, "great so we also got two freaks. Bras off losers."

CeCe scoffs, "no way!"

I nod, agreeing with her for once and Thing points the gun at my head, "bras off or we start shooting."

I gulp and take it off, seeing them smirk at my boobs. I roll my eyes at them and they hand us duct tape. "Just for the nipples. Don't worry," Thing Three smirks at me and I groan, "pervert. Hitting on me could possibly make you gay, you know. Unless you are and you like dicks." I grin and he sets his jaw, then eases into a smile, "nope. But I like tits. Especially ones with...nipple rings," he touches mine and I shove him off of me, "get off."

"Alright! Enough!" Thing shouts and sighs, "tape."

I shake my head annoyingly and rip two squares off, taping my nipples and then hand it to CeCe who does the same.

"Now, turn your back to me," Thing Three says, pulling a marker out and I glance at CeCe who rolls her eyes and sighs, nodding at me to do it.

So I do.

I feel the marker on me and when he's done, he writes SHARKS on CeCe's back. 

"Here, a list. Go ahead bitches."

I shake my head and CeCe snatches the list as we get out. "We'll be waiting!" They shout, throwing money at us to buy the items with. "What does my back say?" I say to her and she looks at it, "Sucks."

"Great. Yours says Sharks. Sharks suck. Perfect," I shake my head again and we enter the store, everyone immediately staring at us.

"Let's make this quick. What's the first thing?" I whisper and she looks down at the list, grunting, "Hemorrhoid ointment."

I scoff and look at her, "dude, this is total crap. These guys are morons, not killers. I bet it's not even a real gun."

She nods but grabs the ointment off a shelf, "let's just play the game, get our clothes, and get home."

She looks at the list again, "okay. We need two bottles of spring feminine cleansers." I chuckle and go to the feminine aisle, grabbing two of them and say, "this sucks. Now what?"

She sighs, "a case of beer and we're out of here."

I widen my eyes, nervous now, "what? How are we going to pull that off?" CeCe gives me a dumb look and motions to her body, "would you card us?" I nod, "good point."