Quaalude, it will calm you down and you’ll feel great, I promise.” She handed her a bottle of Wild Irish Rose wine to swallow it with. Roberta was shaking like a leaf and she gladly took the pill and downed it with the wine.
“What was that pill? I’m not going to fall asleep will I?” Too late she had second thoughts but she couldn’t get the sound of that scream out of her head. She grabbed the bottle of wine and began to chug it. Soon it was all gone and she felt odd and very unlike herself. The room was fading in and out but it wasn’t a bad feeling either.
“No, it will just relax you for what is coming next.” Careen assured her as she began to slip Roberta’s clothes off. Mercy just smiled as she tugged Roberta’s jeans off. “Wolf told us to get you ready for him so we’re just doing what he told us to do.”
“Just Wolf and me, I don’t want to be with you two.” Roberta was mumbling as she lay back on the bed.
Both women laughed at her and went through her pocketbook as they waited for Wolf to join them upstairs. Roberta was in for the shock of her life when she woke up. They weren’t sure what Wolf had planned but they were both enjoying the sight of Roberta’s naked body.
They went down the hall and jumped into the shower together trying to get as clean as they could with the small sliver of soap they had hoarded. Once back in the bedroom and allowing the warm air to dry their bodies, Careen sprayed them both with the perfume she had found in Roberta’s pocketbook.
They took turns brushing their hair straight and using what make up they had found. Finally bored they lay on either side of Roberta who was passed out. They wondered when Wolf would get his ass upstairs. He had told them earlier to get Roberta ready and to give her the Quaalude as soon as they could. Careen always played being mean and Mercy played the sweet innocent. Roberta had fallen for it just as so many women had before her. They both silently wondered if she’d last, if she had so many nice things it might be worth it to keep her around. Wolf was taking his sweet time and they fell asleep next to Roberta who was having the best dreams she had in a long time.
B lack Dog introduced Willie to Moose and his ol lady Kelly who was also a dancer. Kelly had some almost new costumes she no longer fit into and Willie went to try them on. Black Dog and Moose went into the garage to look at an oil leak Moose was having a problem with. As they were tinkering with the bike Willie appeared in the doorway in a red sequined skimpy outfit.
“Excuse me, Black Dog; do you think this one looks good on me?” Willie figured she had better get his approval before she committed to buying it.
Moose let out a loud whistle. “Shit, that never looked like that on Kelly; you’ll make a lot of tips in that costume, Willie.”
Willie stood there waiting for Black Dog to say something as his eyes roamed over her body. Finally he nodded his head, “It works, try the others on and see what fits.”
After Willie was gone he gave Moose a dirty look. “Do I whistle at Kelly? Show some fucking respect you moron. Willie is a nice chick and you’ll make her feel uncomfortable.”
Moose looked at Black Dog as if he had lost his mind. “Dog, hello, what the fuck is up with you? It’s just a chick that you’re balling. You didn’t make her your ol lady, she is up for grabs, bro. You think nobody is going to be hollering and whistling at her when she’s shaking her shit up on a stage? Bro, are you finally serious about a chick?”
Willie appeared back in the doorway in skimpier outfit that was mainly triangles of hot pink fabric held together with ribbons. Black Dog immediately walked over to her. “Get that shit off, you’re nearly naked. Don’t bother showing me triangles that barely cover your twat,” he barked at her.
Moose walked to the garage refrigerator and got two beers out and handed one to Black Dog. “You’re an