Broke Blossoms

BY : TheChemist
Category: M through R > Riverdale
Dragon prints: 5274
Disclaimer: I don’t have anything to do with the show, comic or characters of Riverdale, including Cheryl and Penelope Blossom and Betty Cooper. Mature themes so must be older than 18. I make no money from this fictional story.


“Mom...I need some money and when I checked my credit card online it said it was maxed out,” Cheryl Blossom said to her mother as she entered the parlor of their temporary residence. 

 

“And hello to you too, daughter,” Penelope said with a slur.

 

“Drunk again, I see,” Cheryl scoffed at her mother’s recent alcoholism.

 

“Why wouldn’t I be? My loving husband is dead, so too is my favorite child,” the drunk woman replied.

 

Cheryl reeled as if physically slapped across the face from the words. It was bad enough being reminded that her best friend in all the world, her brother, had been violently murdered almost exactly 1 year ago today. And to make matters worse, the grisly deed had been done by her own father, in order to protect his business. A business that was ruined after his killing being discovered and thus, hanging himself. What was once the profitable maple syrup company that the Blossoms made all their money from, was actually a cocaine and drug smuggling company, and thus the Blossoms lost all their wealth.

 

“Anyway, can get a few hundred dollars to fix my car?” Cheryl continued on, ignoring the barb.

 

“A couple hundred? Cheryl, I don’t have a couple dollars, period,” Penelope laughed. “I’ve sold everything that wasn’t burnt up in the fire. The only reason why I haven’t sold your car is because the ownership is in your name. But the second it isn’t road worthy than I can sell it, and I bet make a decent profit.”

 

“You can’t be serious,” Cheryl gasped, shocked that they were broke.

 

“Why else do you think you’ve been seeing all these random men over here lately? It isn’t for my companionship. They are paying me you dumb, naive girl,” her mother added. “And if you were smart, you’d put that impeccable body up for sale too. You’d fetch double my rate.”

 

With the sound of her mother’s insane cackling ringing in her ears, Cheryl fled their temporary home. She had no idea where she was going, all she knew was that she had to get the fuck away from her mom. They were broke? Her mother a prostitute? And suggesting that Cheryl start turning tricks as well? What the actual fuck?!

 

Grabbing her purse on the way out the door, Cheryl reached in and found her car keys easy enough. She had the purse thrown in the passenger seat before even opening the door on her cherry red 1961 Chevy Impala convertible. She quickly reached into the center console and withdrew her sunglasses before she started up the engine with a roar and tore out of the driveway with haste. Unfortunately for Cheryl, what she thought were dumps in her driveway was actually her car’s engine clunking around.

 

In her rush to get away from her mom, Cheryl had forgotten about why she needed money in the first place. The red-haired bombshell’s jerky start to the drive was foreshadowing the rest of the shortened trip as well. She had barely made it 2 miles into their flight away from her home when the car began sounding rough. When the ‘check engine’ light began flashing and smoke could be seen wafting out from under the hood, Cheryl pulled the vehicle off the road into a derelict service road lined with thick trees and shut the engine off.

 

“God damn it!” the redhead fumed at the universe.

 

Without money, or even a credit card to put the repairs onto, Cheryl was worried that her car was going to get sold for her mother. She doubted that she’d see any of the profits as the cash would likely go to feeding her mother’s excessively large wine budget. However, Cheryl Blossom was a smart and crafty girl so she put her mind to the situation in order to find an answer.

 

Thinking the problem through, she realized that Betty had mentioned on several times that her and her father would fix cars as a pastime together. Presumably, the bubbly blonde would help her with her own car problem, especially since the pair had surprisingly grown somewhat close over the past year. Well, as close as Cheryl ever let anyone who wasn’t her dearly departed brother get to her.

 

There was still the issue of getting the vehicle to Betty’s house though. She didn’t have towing coverage on her insurance, having had to remove that service in order to save some money. She couldn’t afford to pay for one either. However, she thought back to a month ago when she, Veronica and Betty were invited to a Southside Serpent party, and one of the guys she flirted with was a mechanic. In a stroke of luck, he had given her his number, probably in no small part due to the passionate makeout session they engaged in...and the handjob she performed on him as well. 

 

“Okay, I got this,” Cheryl gave herself a pep talk before pulling out her phone to make her call. “I might not know much about cars but these huge tits and tight ass are about to save the day. Thanks for the idea, mother.”

 

* * *

 

The phone call went as well as Cheryl could have hoped. For starters, the mechanic, whose name apparently was Gus not only picked up the call but remembered her from the party. Which he should have since Cheryl was very good at leaving an impression, especially with her big pouty lips, seductively large eyes, perfect tits and firm ass. 

 

He claimed he could be there in only 15 minutes so it wasn’t a long wait for the stunning redhead. After popping the hood of the massive vehicle, the cheerleader used one of the side mirrors to fix her hair and make sure her lips still popped with her trademark bright red color. Finally she undid the top most button on her blouse and made sure her large pillowy tits were on full display. By the time Cheryl had straightened back up, she heard the crunching of gravel as a tow truck appeared out of the fog created by her car. The handsome middle-aged mechanic stepped out before giving her a wave and grabbing some gloves.

 

“So it started running funny then the smoke so I called you to help me,” Cheryl explained briefly.

 

“Let’s have a look,” the 30 year old man replied as he bent his head in the engine. After a few minutes of testing out a few gauges, all while the pair flirted with one another, he smiled. “Could you grab me some water?”

 

“Water? Sure,” Cheryl replied, disappearing to the trunk before returning with a large half-gallon bottle. “Where do you want to put it?”

 

“Hmm,” he grunted with a smile to match her own.

 

“I meant the water,” Cheryl said, her playful smile still decorating her face, aware of the double meaning her last sentence had.

 

“I just need to add it in here for it to act as a coolant,” the mechanic replied, pointing to the opening.

 

Cheryl was going to hand it over then decided that a little more flirting wouldn’t hurt, especially since he’d yet to make his move. Offering to do it, Cheryl moved close to the engine and bent over at the waist and made sure her ass pushed back, made to look nice and tight in her form-fitting, ultra-tight skinny jeans. As she tipped the bottle and began draining it into the proper tank, she risked a look back behind her and caught the muscular man staring right at her bubble butt.

 

“See something you like?” Cheryl asked, wiggling her ass.

 

Cheryl appreciated that the man she already decided she would fuck for helping her out of the jam was a nice enough guy to only look and not touch until given permission. Once she nodded her head, his hands descended with a hunger onto her well-formed backside, earned from countless hours in the gym and years of cheerleading, rubbing the tight cheeks through her pants and groping the flesh beneath.

 

Straightening up so that she could get access to her pant buckle, Cheryl loosened her jeans and Gus took over by lowering them down around her ankles. With only a red thong on, his hands were now able to feel her fleshy ass. While not the massive size of her friend’s Veronica’s backside, Cheryl’s tight round booty was earned from her rigorous exercising. Despite her slender frame and narrow hips, Cheryl had quite the tasty-looking hindquarters that was firm and still bubbly, allowing the mechanic’s dirty fingers to sink into.

 

“Yes?” Gus asked, hooking his fingers into her thong.

 

“Please.”

 

With her panties joining her skinny jeans down around her ankles Gus now had free access to her sex, which he took advantage of immediately. After a moment to appreciate her completely bare pussy and tight looking asshole, the mechanic rubbed her snatch until it moistened his fingers enough so he could slip a beef digit inside her slit.

 

“Awwh! Mhmm,” Cheryl cooed as his finger probed deep inside.

 

Once finger was enough to stretch out her tight cunt, which was tighter than anything Gus had experienced in a long time given the fact that Cheryl was only a teenager. Not only was his finger curling against her G-spot, but he let his other digits rest limply in her crack so that they were actually rubbing over her backdoor which furthered her arousal.

 

Gus was obviously into foreplay instead of getting right to the good stuff as Cheryl found out when he spun her around and had her sit her bare ass on the fender of her classic car. With her legs spread wide, Gus pressed two fingers into her cunt now and started to thrust in and out before cramming them in fully. With fingers curling to find her G-spot, he aggressively and repeatedly ground them up into her sensitive pussy while his free hand worked over her clit.

 

“Damn! Fuck, just like that,” Cheryl all but begged.

 

To encourage him further, just in case her non-stop chorus of screams weren’t enough, she lifted a leg up onto his shoulder to give him even better access to her bare pussy. It was a move that many of girls couldn’t perform but her extensive training as a River Vixen gave Cheryl an impressive amount of flexibility. Gus was more than happy to take advantage of her nimble body as it seemed like his arm began pumping even harder up into her G spot, something that Cheryl didn’t think was possible.

 

“Cum baby,” Gus urged.

 

Cheryl hardly needed encouragement and within another 30 seconds of the vigorous finger blasting she let loose a curse and a scream as she came all over his oil-stained fingers. Her petite body contracted violently, especially her pussy around the invading fingers in its depth until the muscles relaxed fully.

 

“My turn to show you how much I appreciate your help,” Cheryl cooed as she quickly regained her composure.

 

As Cheryl got on her knees on the grass and fiddled with her pants so that she was able to remove them while leaving her heeled boots still on, Gus was undoing the flap in her coveralls. Cheryl turned to face him just in time to tilt her face up and allow his already erect cock to land flat on her face before Gus used it to lightly bat her cheek then onto her tongue.

 

Cheryl only giggled as he slapped her with his gigantic pecker, which somehow seemed bigger than when she jerked him off back at the party weeks ago. At least 9 inches and as thick around as her wrist, Cheryl thought that she’d have to unhinge her jaw if she was to have any hope of deep-throating him, a talent that she loved to show off whenever possible.

 

“Ah yes,” the mechanic groaned as Cheryl inhaled his tip.

 

For Cheryl, there were two types of blowjobs. The first style she used on guys when either time was of the essence or they were in a public setting so she could get them off in a relatively short amount of time. It had lots of speed and in her case a lot of deep throating. However, when blowing a guy was only the prelude to sex, her technique slowed, and it was this style she used now.

 

Without using her arms, Cheryl used the bobbing motion of her head and the rocking of her curvy body to take almost half of his length cock into her mouth. As her lips formed a tight circle around his thick meat, she heard the man moaning his appreciation above her. Opening her eyes, she made sure to make and hold eye contact the entire time she slobbered on his pole.

 

“Choke me with your big dick,” Cheryl cooed when she felt one of his hands rest on her head.

 

Taking the cheerleader literally, Gus wrapped his hand on the back of Cheryl’s head while the other held the base of his cock steady. Cheryl still maintained eye contact as the head of his cock poked against the back of her throat and held there. Normally she’s relax her gullet and swallow him down her throat but there was no chance of that happening with his thickness so just as her eyes began to moisten and nose redden, Gus pulled back out and watched as several strands of string still connected her mouth with his dick.

 

He paused as if to make sure she was okay so it was Cheryl who had to pull herself forward and impale her mouth with his dick. Gus quickly took back control, holding her head as far down his pole as possible all while the petite cheerleader began making gurgling and heaving noises. Before a gag reflex could happen he pulled back and allowed Cheryl to gulp in some air before they did it all over again and again and again.

 

As saliva now streamed down her chin and onto her cleavage, Cheryl realized she didn’t put her top asset on display. With his cock still in between her lips, Cheryl brushed her hair back over her shoulders and pulled her blouse and bra down onto her stomach to reveal her 36C tits, far larger than any girl with her petite frame had any right to naturally possess.

 

“Jesus! So big,” Gus complimented.

 

Gus had even more motivation to look down and watched as the gorgeous girl blew him. Now not only was Cheryl Blossom gagging on his dick and spitting all over him, her face and her chest, but now her large boobs were swaying as she did so. Unable to help himself, Gus allowed Cheryl to blow him for another minute before stepping back away from her magical mouth.

 

“We fuck now?” Gus asked, helping the petite girl to her feet.

 

“Yes, we definitely fuck now,” Cheryl replied, standing and bending over the engine, being sure not to touch anything hot.

 

Gus didn’t bother with a condom and didn’t wait for Cheryl to tell him to wrap it up either, instead he stepped in close to her and was thankful the heels on her boots made their hips level. With his cock rich in her spit, the mechanic had no trouble sliding the first half of his monster cock into her tight pussy in the first push before backing out and sheathing the whole shaft with his next thrust.

 

“Awwh yes! Oh fuck,” Cheryl cooed as she felt his dick stretch her out fully.

 

With his hands on her hips it only took the burly mechanic several more thrusts to work himself into a solid rhythm that had him fully thrusting into her tight cunt at a decent speed. With each push into her Cheryl’s ass would ripple from the contact while her heavy tits swayed back and forth under her.

 

Of course it was only a matter of time before his hands left her narrow waist and reached up to make her tits home. Cheryl felt his fingers grope her bouncing boobs initially before he would mix in tweaking her erect nipples every so often, all without slowing down his thrusting deep into her pinkness.

 

“God,” God groaned from pleasure before slapping Cheryl’s firm ass. When that caused Cheryl to mean louder, Gus smiled before delivering a matching blow to her other cheek. “You like?”

 

“Slap my ass, pull my hair. Whatever you want just keep fucking me,” Cheryl demanded, shoving her meaty ass back to meet his thrusts. After all, this fuck had to be good enough to save her hundreds in towing fees.

 

“Dirty girl,” Gus commented. Slowing his thrusts but going much harder, the mechanic reared back and slammed his hips forward with everything he had. Cheryl whelped in surprise as she was fucked deep and hard, but ultimately it felt good. She was prepared for it the next time he skewered her tiny body with his cock but it didn’t stop her from moaning loudly as a result. “Dirty girls get fucked hard.”

 

“Mhmm…yes please,” Cheryl cooed.

 

Gus did just that, slowly increasing his speed so that he was fucking her with everything he had. With a combination of lightning speed and a pounding force, Gus repeatedly slammed his whole cock into Cheryl’s once tight pussy. He felt her body growing sweaty just as his was within his coveralls as they fucked with such intensity over a hot engine until Cheryl was bursting again in a second orgasm in the past 10 minutes.

 

“AAAWHHHHH! FUCK,” Cheryl cussed as she came.

 

With a casual movement the mechanic gave several more complete thrusts of his entire cock into Cheryl’s pussy with a slow speed before pulling out. With one hand on her back and using his fingers to separate her firm butt cheeks, he used his other hand to work a glob of spit from his mouth onto his cock before placing it right at the entrance of Cheryl’s asshole and started to apply pressure very slowly.

 

Cheryl had been warned about Southside Serpent men from Betty, who in turn had been educated by Jughead. Though Juggy stopped short of doing a broad generalization, he shared with Betty that the majority of Serpents, especially the ones older than teens had a certain preference with sex. Though the high school cheerleader may have been tiny 5’2 feet tall and 100 lbs, she was no stranger to all matters of sexual relations, even taking a cock in her poop chute. This time it would be a challenge though, given how freakishly thick the mechanic’s dick was and the lack of any type of lubrication on hand other than their saliva and her pussy juices.

 

“Go ahead,” Cheryl cooed, feeling the man being polite enough to withhold until she said yes or no, at which point he broke her sphincter’s threshold. “Awww fuck.”

 

It was clear to Cheryl that her fuck buddy had an ample amount of experience in anal sex given the way he had changed his technique. Gone away was the thumping, fast pace set to rock-and-roll music and in its place was a smooth, almost gentle rhythm akin to elevator music. The River Vixen didn’t think it would last much longer given the way she could feel her backdoor loosening with each thrust, but it was definitely considerate at this early junction.

 

“Better,” Gus groaned.

 

“Much,” Cheryl replied with a flash of her mesmerizing smile back over her shoulder. “Now fuck my ass.”

 

It was a bold statement and one that Cheryl was hoping her body, namely her asshole, could cope with given the fact it was likely the thickest cock she had ever attempted up her butt. However, despite the fact she was only 17 years of age, the petite cheerleader had several years and literally dozens of practice sessions with taking a stiff cock up the ass. Thus far, her backdoor was expanding nicely for the young mechanic despite the lack of lube other than her spit from earlier.

 

As Gus started to push with a little more of his cock and with a slightly increased pace, Cheryl whimpered in discomfort. It was barely audible through the biting of her bottom lip, nor was it enough to make the mechanic stop sodomizing her with his huge cock. Being a veteran of anal affairs, the head cheerleader instead freed a hand by using one arm to support all her weight over the car’s engine so her fingers could go to work rubbing her clit.

 

“Awhh yes…much better,” she cooed as a tendril of pleasure shot up her spine, ending the last of mild pain coming from having her bowels forced open repeatedly. “Keep going.”

 

The Southside Serpent did just that, aided by the redhead pushing back against him as he slowly worked more in and out of her petite ass. Inch by inch he made progress further into her asshole, going deeper but only pushing in and out at a slow and steady pace until Cheryl was taking half his length. In the next minute with the same technique Gus had gotten half the remaining portion of his thick cock into Cheryl’s tushy, meaning it was only the last 2 inches not currently embraced by her rectum.

 

“Tight teen ass,” Gus groaned in delight. “Fucking perfect.”

 

The mechanic continuing to rail his dick into Cheryl with a steady medium speed, repeatedly gauging open her bowels and making her take 6 girthy inches all while the cheerleader moaned and diddled her clit with her eyes closed. As Gus maintained a steady thumping rhythm he leaned forward so one hand could go to Cheryl’s impressive bust, giving her breast a hearty squeeze while his other wrapped through her hair and onto her neck, causing Cheryl to look back over her shoulder with a look that portrayed true happiness.

 

Cheryl was caught off guard when Gus froze for a moment with only a few inches in her rectum, but a slapping noise at the same time she felt her ass cheek start to sting let her know it was for the mechanic to spank her meaty butt again. He restarted fucking her booty again but this time with more speed, his thick cock splitting her anal passage easier than ever.

 

“You my dirty girl?” Gus asked, slowing his strokes down even more but still driving deep, deeper in fact.

 

“Mmhmm,” Cheryl agreed, completely absorbed in the encounter. “The nastiest.”

 

“Good. Then come suck my dick right now,” the mechanic insisted as he pulled his mammoth cock out from the deepest recesses of Cheryl’s bowels.

 

“But that was just in my ass,” the young River Vixen reasoned, looking down at his soiled member.

 

“So what? A dirty girl wouldn’t care, correct?” Gus retorted and waited.

 

Cheryl found it hard to poke holes in that logic so with a shrug of her shoulders she descended to her knees in the grass before the man and her car. She gripped his pole and gave it a stroke before holding the base steady. Before she took him between her plush lips and sucked him off, the petite but curvy cheerleader took a breath and calmed herself. After all, she’d enjoyed rimming other girl’s assholes so how was sucking a dick straight from her own booty any different? With that reasoning locked into her mind, Cheryl parted her lips meant to suck dicks and steered his pecker towards her gaping mouth. Cheryl closed her eyes and prepared for the worse as she wrapped her lips around the midway portion of his shaft and massaged his underbelly with her tongue, loaded in billions of taste buds.

 

“Mmm,” Cheryl moaned, tasting her own ass on his cock.

 

Despite Cheryl’s numerous occasions taking a dick in her ass over the last year or two, this was something new for her. However, rather than being repulsed by sucking and tasting his cock fresh from her dirty asshole, it was so nasty and naughty but in the best way possible. This was fairly consistent for her since Cheryl really got off on being such a depraved little slut, thus letting a random guy she knew for all over an hour fuck her in the ass and then sucking his cock clean was right up her alley, even more so in order to get things she wanted or needed now that she wasn’t rich anymore.

 

Seeing the lust and hunger in Cheryl’s eyes Gus put a hand on the back of the petite cheerleader’ head. Thrusting his hips he started fucking her mouth, pushing in until he felt his cock brush against the back of her mouth before pulling back. When just the head of his cock was still in her mouth the mechanic paused and let Cheryl suck on the head and swirl her tongue around the crown before pushing back in.

 

“Ready for more?” Gus asked as Cheryl was in the middle of running her tongue along the entire length of his cock, trying to get all traces of her ass from him.

 

“Get that dick back in my great butt,” Cheryl all but demanded.

 

Before she could rock back from her knees to her feet, Gus reached down and clutched behind her legs. With a pull, he flipped Cheryl onto her back, her pillow tits nearly smacking her in her face as she found herself lying facing the blue sky in the grass with the burly mechanic kneeling in front of her.

 

Looking down and finding that her asshole was still yawning half-open so that he could see where her milky white flesh changed to a ring of pink then into total darkness, Gus wasted no time. His cock still shimmered in Cheryl’s saliva from moments ago after taking his cock fresh from her ass to her mouth so after pressing both her legs together and placing them on his shoulder, he crammed his tip back into her gaping asshole.

 

“Oh fuck! That’s it big boy,” Cheryl cooed as her bowels swelled with his huge manhood once again.

 

With her legs pressed together, Gus found her asshole to have renewed tightness after his initial sodomy with his wide cock had loosened her sphincter considerable. Luckily, Cheryl’s spit acting as lubricant and their earlier ass fucking meant that he could swiftly find his fast pace once more. After starting slow and with only half his length, it took less than a minute to first plunge her entire anal depth before picking up the speed.

 

With his dick being hugged on all sides by her sphincter, Gus reached his arm not currently holding her athletic legs to pull back down her shirt and better expose her heavenly tits. With every thrust her C-cups jiggled up towards her face, threatening to give Cheryl a matching set of black-eyes while her nipples were rock hard from the slightly cool air.

 

“Such great tits,” Gus grunted as he speared his hips forward, skewering Cheryl’s asshole in the process.

 

Having a thought and figuring that this tiny teenager would be game since she was up to everything else so far, the mechanic gave her ass another series of medium speed thrusts before pulling out and seamlessly plowing into her cunt. He went back and forth, one stroke into her wet inferno of a pussy before back into her gaping asshole until settling back in her twat.

 

“That can’t be healthy,” Cheryl thought before pleasure started flooding her mind and all else was lost.

 

Holding tightly onto the tiny cheerleader’ hips, Gus started fucking her with all the speed he possessed. Though tight, her pussy’s vice grip paled in comparison to her asshole so the mechanic was able to fuck Cheryl as fast, as deep and as hard as physically possible, which he was currently doing. Not only was it great to go full throttle again, but watching as Cheryl’s magnificent boobs bounced and jiggled made the whole experience double in pleasure.

 

30 seconds later and the burly Southside Serpent was spearing back into Cheryl’s still yawning asshole. With diminished speed and power, the majority of his cock was still being thrust into her rectum and massaged erotically by her much tighter anal sphincter. It was a completely different sensation for the horny mechanic but equally as pleasurable with an extra special imagery of a sexy teen so tiny being split nearly in two by a massive dick.

 

“Fuck. So hot,” Gus groaned, this time switching between the redhead’s two holes with more frequency.

 

Once Cheryl got over the potential hygiene issues of going from ass to pussy, she couldn’t believe how great it felt. True, there was a little welp of pain if he stayed fucking her pussy too long and allowed her fresh teen asshole to narrow before forcing it back open, but that was only short lived. But the way it felt having her G-spot repeatedly probed and then seconds later having her bowels feeling full in the most wonderful way was a sensation that she’d have to keep trying.

 

“Oh god,” Cheryl moaned as he slammed his cock into her ass over and over.

 

As he continued to sodomize the petite River Vixen, Gus felt his orgasm approaching like an unstoppable Mack truck. After another few thrusts into her snug-fitting asshole, the mechanic knew he was moments away from his climax so thought about what he wanted to do. He briefly considered all of his options including cumming inside her wonderful rectum or how he enjoyed giving girls facials, finding the degrading act to be a real turn-on. However, the inescapable truth was that by not spraying on her tits would feel like a massive wasted opportunity.

 

“Gonna cum on you,” he told the tiny cheerleader as he pulled out of her ass for the last time.

 

With a final hard, deep fuck into Cheryl’s tight little ass the mechanic pulled out and quickly crawled up the grass to kneel before the cheerleader. His timing was perfect as after only a couple rapid strokes of his cock the first strand of white cum came bursting out. Cheryl was using her hands to squeeze her large tits together to make an even greater landing pad as the warm fluid landed in large streaks with the white goo blended in well with the pale complexion of her flawless skin. With a good amount of surface area covered on her rounded chest, the mechanic directed the last few smaller spurts higher up at the cheerleader’ beautiful face, painting the upper part of her forehead and streaking down obliquely across the bridge of her nose, over her right eye and finishing on her cheek.

 

“Oh my God…so much cum,” Cheryl cooed, feeling the still warm streaks of goo on her skin.

 

“Mmm yes. Looks so sexy on your big tits,” the mechanic groaned before crawling to the side so he no longer straddled the large-breasted cheerleader. “Here’s your clothes…and a rag for the semen.”

 

“No problem there,” Cheryl replied, already having gathered most of the salty load up with her fingers and deposited into her mouth for her tasting delight.

 

The pair got dressed without exchanging any words. They were still out in public near a road, albeit in the backcountry, soit took them only a minute before they had their clothes back on and Cheryl got back into the vehicle while Gus closed the hood and went to his tow truck. She gave him the address as he hooked up the large car to his rig before the pair were pulling off the shoulder of the road and headed to Betty’s house.



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