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Underneath
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Author: Kealan Patrick Burke
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breasts exposed with Greer holding her wrists in his hands, as if preparing to drag her over the broken glass. As Dean watched, heartsick and petrified, Freddy grinned and straddled the girl. Still, she would not take her eyes off Dean. He wished more than anything that she would and "please," he moaned into the sand, sending it puffing up around and into his mouth.
    "How did she taste, shithead?" Freddy asked and, setting his hands on either side of Stephanie's midriff, leaned down and flicked his tongue over her left nipple. As Greer giggled hysterically, Freddy sat back and smacked his lips as if tasting a fine wine.
    "Charcoal, perhaps," he said and that was too much for Greer. He exploded into guffaws so irritating that eventually even Freddy had to tell him to cut it out.
    And still Stephanie stared at Dean.
    Oh fuck, please stop .
    "I'm sorry," he whispered, and knew she didn't hear.
    "Then again…" Freddy tasted her right nipple, repeated the lip smacking and put a thoughtful finger to his chin. "Maybe soot. You wanna taste, Greer?"
    He didn't need to ask twice. They exchanged positions, Stephanie never once breaking eye contact with Dean and never once trying to struggle against what Freddy and Greer were doing to her. She said nothing, but bore the humiliation in expressionless silence.
    Dean, unable to stand it any longer, scooted himself into a sitting position, his back against the car, drew his knees up and buried his face in the dark they provided, surrounding them with his arms. In here, he was safe. All he could hear were the sounds.
    It lasted forever and he wept through it all, looking up only when a sharp smack made him flinch.
    Greer was on the ground, his giggling stopped, a hand to his cheek. Stephanie was in the same position as before, but skirt was bunched up around her waist, her panties down almost to her knees, exposing her sex, a V-shaped shadow in the white of her skin. Freddy towered over Greer, one fist clenched and held threateningly at his side.
    "I said no , you fuckin' retard."
    Greer looked cowed, and more than a little afraid. "I was just goin' to use a finger."
    "Get up," Freddy ordered and Greer scrambled to his feet. They stood on either side of the prone girl, the threat of violence in the air.
    "You do as I say or fuck off home to Daddy, you understand me?"
    Greer nodded.
    "Good, now go get the car. We're done with this bitch."
    Another nod from Greer.
    The sigh Dean felt at the thought that it might all be over caught in his throat when Freddy turned and walked toward him. Dean's whole body tensed, anticipating another kick, but Freddy dropped to his haunches and smiled.
    "Do we need to have this conversation?"
    Dean said nothing; didn't know what he was supposed to say.
    "Do I need to tell you what will happen if you tell anyone what happened here? Not that anyone will believe a little fucked up perv like you anyway, and I have ways of making sure the finger gets pointed in your direction if you start making noise. Capisce?"
    Dean nodded, tears dripping down his cheeks.
    "Good. Besides, we didn't hurt her, now did we? We were just havin' some fun. Harmless fun, right?"
    Dean nodded.
    Freddy's grin dropped as if he'd been struck. He leaned close enough for Dean to smell the beer on his breath.
    "Because you open your fuckin' mouth, shithead and two things are gonna happen. First, we'll have a repeat of tonight's performance, only this time we'll go all the way, you know what I'm sayin'? We'll fuck that little burnt-up whore 'till she can't walk no more and then I'll get Greer to do the same to you, just so you don't feel left out, understand?"
    Dean nodded furiously with a sob so loud it startled them both. Freddy laughed.
    "Yeah, you understand," he said and rose to his feet, taking a moment to dust the sand off his jeans. He looked over at Stephanie, still lying unmoving where they'd left her, and said to Dean: "She's not much of a talker, is she?"
    Dean was silent.
    "Pretty
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