8. Stand-in



What an asshole!  Thought he could impress?  Lounging back in his cell  ..  resting against the wall.  Like they hadn’t hurt him.  Who-the-hell he think he was fooling?

He was hurting.  Hurting like hell.  ‘ Course his guts were on fire.  Those knuckles had pounded him  to fuck.  Passed out with the pain.  Sucker would be shitting blood.  Innards busted to shreds.

Soon showed the asshole, though!  Slow to react  ..  slammed his front into the wall.  Pain nearly collapsed him knees.  Followed through  ..  a few hard knocks to the kidneys.  Soon knocked the cockiness out of the prick.  No shortage of those if he was looking for more.


Keep going  ….


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