Devil May Care - Sex Stories

Devil May Care

... passengers on board was a young mum with a small boy. A toddler really, only about 3 years old. He was trying to walk around, and the mum kept having to tell him to sit or stand still. He started whinging and whining, so she got up and tried to bribe him to keep quiet by giving me a big chocolate chip cookie. This caught the attention of Zee. "Watch this." She excitedly told me, and stared at the boy. I watched, a little fearful of what she might do to him. Suddenly, the bus hit a speed bump in the road and made the vehicle jerk up and down. The boy lost his footing and fell onto his knees, dropping his cookie onto the dirty floor. There was a moment of silence, with shock and horror on the boy's face. Suddenly he burst into tears, screaming and crying at the top of his lungs. I gasped, and Zee burst out laughing. Loudly. "You think it's funny, do you?" The mum scolded her as she attended to her little precious. Picking him up in her arms to coddle him. "Yes, I do, actually." Zee answered, still chuckling. "Nasty bitch." The young track-suited mum swore at her. I felt very tense and uneasy. I didn't know what to expect of Zee, how she'd react to being sworn at. If only the woman knew who she was swearing at, she may not be so confrontational. To my surprise, Zee just sat there, still chuckling, and ignored the mum's comment. "I got to say, I was frightened then." I admitted to Zee in a whisper. "What? Why? You scared of that silly tart?" She puzzled. "No. Scared of what ...

... you might have done to her..." I confessed. Zee just chuckled. "She's a young unwed mother with a bastard c***d. There's no way she'll be on the guest list into Heaven. I'll see her eventually, and she is going to be a lot more nicer to me when I meet her formally." She casually told me with a wry smile. "Oh. Y-you're not going to... You know, send her to the worst level in Hell, are you?" I gulped. "No!" Zee laughed. "I told you, I'm not such a bad person." She smiled reassuringly at me. "Although I will make her crawl like a dog and beg me for entrance into a nice level of Hell..." She added in a small menacing voice... I didn't say no more, I didn't want to offend her by asking too many questions. After a number of stops, the bus finally made it to the shopping centre. We walked off the bus, with Zee holding my hand, and she led me into the large multi-floored mall. I felt so trashy, walking around in public in my pyjama's with just shoes and a coat on. No make up on my face, and my blonde hair all wild and messy. I must have looked like a right tramp compared to Zee, who looked so gorgeous and so glamorous in her red dress, white fur coat, black knee-high boots and her flawlessly gorgeous face perfectly made up with make up. She took me into the most expensive high-end designer store. I caught the shop assistants giving me dirty looks at the way I looked. They Looked down their noses at me. One in particular made no attempt at all to hide her disdain for me. I shied away, ...