A story with alcohol names all throughout.

Jenny shouted, “A hurricane Laura! I’ve never been in a hurricane before!”

Looking at the tv Laura said, “You misunderstood the weather lady. She said that there will just be heavy wind and rain that is almost like a hurricane but not quite.”

“The black russian said that? She’s just a black bitch and usually a shady lady. Jenny glanced out the window. The mud was slowly moving down the big hill in front of the house. “There may not be a hurricane but I think there will be a mudslide though. We better get out of here.”

They ran outside and the rain soaked through Jenny’s white tank top and Laura’s tight white halter top., leaving nothing much to the imagination. Their jeans clung to their bodies like a second skin from the wetness.

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Laura’s eyes widened. “Did you hear that?”

“All I hear is the rain.”

gobble gobble gobble

Laura exclaimed,”That noise!” She gasped,”It’s a wild turkey! What the hell is a turkey doing out here?”

Jenny shrugged, “All I know is it’s taking a shit on the grass.”

The rain slowed and Laura saw two guys arguing. “I can’t quite tell who they are.”

Jenny smiled, “That’s my guy, Jose Curvo and Jim Beam’s redneck friend…what the fuck’s his name? Oh yeah. Tom Collins.”

Laura folded her arms across her chest. “Jose is a wife beater.”

“That’s ok. We aren’t married.” She pointed, “The mud is moving faster down the hill and I think we are too close. I think we are far enough away that no one will have an instant death.”

Jose smiled, “Bueno! My white lady is with me.”

Tom slipped on the mud and fell on his face. He turned over and said, “Pick me up, Jose.”

Jose glared, “Pick yourself up.”

Jenny took a step forward and slipped. She tried to catch her balance by grabbing onto Laura and they both fell right into the mud.

Tom said, “Laura, get Jenny!”

Jose said, “I know she’s the party girl, hombre. She’s down with it.”

Laura grabbed Jen’s red hair with one hand and smeared mud all down it with the other hand.

Tom asked, “Are you two going to mudwrestle?

Jenny replied, “Yeah I think so, you s.o.b.”

“No need for name calling. This is gonna be damn good to watch.”

Jose laughed, “Those chick dig it, essay.”

The girls slipped and slid in the mud and Laura got to her knees when Jenny gave her a kick in the pants. Laura turned and pinched Jenny’s nipple as hard as she could.

Jenny shouted, “Fuck! I think I have a purple nipple now!” She joked,” I’m going to need a painkiller.”

A green eyed blond guy approached. “Laura! Why are you doing that? It’s a good show, but you don’t ever fight.”

Jenny stood up. “Who’s that guy?”

Laura came to her feet and said, “That’s my guy, Rob Roy.” She pointed at Tom. “He’s that started this whole thing between us.”

Tom grabbed his crotch. “It gave me blue balls. I only get to see something like this once in a blue moon. Are you gonna fuck me up?” He looked at Laura. “Hey baby, we should have sex at my house or you can sit on my face right now.”

Jose grabbed Tom by the shirt and said, “Hey puta! You talking to my friend’s girl like that makes me want to act like a pitbull on crack. I’ll turn you into a suffering bastard.”

“You gonna be a dumb fuck now?”

Jose punched Tom in the head a couple of times. “When I get through with you, you’ll be in a closed casket.”

Rob said, “Jose is a violent fuck! He’ll mess you up, you dirty bastard!!”

Jose punched Tom in the mouth causing him to have a black tooth.

Tom slowly came to his feet, holding a hand over his mouth. “Hot damn!”

Rob said, “You better fucking leave. Go find a fat hooker or something. Stay away from Laura! You’re damned if you do come near her again.”

Jose pushed Tom to the ground, “Ey, that goes for Jenny too!”

Jenny said, “Redneck be gone!” She turned to Jose, “Honey-dew-me. I have a wet pussy now.” She ran her hand down his chest and grabbed his waistband. “Not until I give you a blow job first though.”

Laura said, “Rob, I want to lick your salty balls.”

He pulled her to him, “I’m going to give you a screaming multiple orgasm.”

Since the mud didn’t cause a disaster, they all ran inside.

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