The Three Misfits

I always used to think that someday that they will come for me. For years I trained myself well to overcome situations like this. I never once thought I would get caught and torture by a psycho woman. I would say it is embarrassing, but I am finding it quite amusing in a way.

I wake up with her almost literally in my face, "Can't you stand any fucking closer."

"You can be glad that I am not sitting on your lap."

"You will have a better chance of getting a hard-on than me."

She gestures to Sloane, and he smashes his fist into my face.

"I see you playing hard now?"

"Well, soft did not work," Amber says.

I burst out laughing at her attempt to sound far meaner than before. "What are you going to do? Punch the shit out of me and hope I fall in love with you whoring ass?"

She nods at Sloane, and he launches his fist into my cheek.

"I can do this all night long."

I only but smirk at him, then with much amusement on my fa