The Locklears Chapter Two

"Poor, poor, little man I'm not a prostitute. I just pose as one on the internet and in the streets. That's how I get pigs like you" said the woman with an evil grin. "I know you didn't think a woman as beautiful as my wife would be interested in someone like you." Said a tall figure as he emerged out of the darkness behind the shackled man. With fear in his eyes the shackled man asked who they were. "My name is Linda Locklear and this is my husband Rusty Locklear." "Enough with the small talk Linda go get the work tools." As you command daddy". Walking past their victim into the darkness Linda grabbed the cold steel push cart and brought it to Rusty. "Will you just look at all these toys" Rusty's eyes lit up like a child's at Christmas. "What do we have here?" Reaching her arm out in the motion of a snake Linda became sexually aroused. "We have a hammer, scalpel, acid, nail gun, and an ice pick" Linda's voice was filled with excitement. Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven aka The Brown Philosopher