Little Miss Rych Bitch

An eBook By Master Coe.

Sally Rych is a twenty four year old slender punk rocker with legs that don't stop. Despite her outrageous dress and rude behavior she still looks like a super model. She has always had the most beautiful natural blonde hair. Her father had a fit the day her returned home to find his rebellious daughter had shaved her head, except for the three inch wide strip, the Mohawk hair style which ran down the middle of her head and down to the middle of her back. She was also wearing black eye liner and lip stick.

This look has become her trade mark so to speak. That is until she can find a more outrageous look. On that day he swore to cut her off from her generous trust, which provided for all of her living expenses.

Gerald Rych was one of the wealthiest men in the world. He came from old money, however he was in every since of the word a self-made man. He started and operates the second largest shipping company in the world. His fleet rivals that of most countries. His only weak spot is Sally, his little angel.

No matter how much he huffed and puffed sally knew her daddy would never do anything to upset her.

Sally lived her life in the fast lane. Daddy had bought her one of the largest and most successful textile business in North America, if only Sally knew what textiles were. Sally had never as much as set foot through the door of her company. She attended the ribbon cutting ceremony for about as long as it took for her to ditch the media and jet off to Florida on one of daddy's private jets for a party.

Tonight Sally is out doing what she does almost every night, she's parting. She has been at several clubs tonight. Usually she travels with a small entourage. But tonight she was on the prowl. Sally is very sexual and very bi. The only thing Sally changes more then her sex partners are her shoes.

When she's horny she prefers men for a quickie. She's usually very selective about the guys she's seen with. Guy can be a status statement to Sally. Women were trophies to be displayed and prey to be stalked and concurred. However both men and women are just accessories. She uses both at her leisure and for her pleasure.

Tonight however, Sally's sexual taste is leaning a little more to the extreme and erotic side. When she's like this only a woman will do. Men have their place in Sally's life, but there are some sexual appetites that only a woman can fill.

Sally has her radar set on a hot seemingly unsuspecting girl who's seated at the bar next to a guy who's hitting on her. Sally is only wearing a micro short loose fitting designer black dress, with black pumps and a matching clutch purse which her identification barely fits into. The dress draped over her slender body exposing her bare breast as she walked. The back of her dress is extremely low cut, exposing most of her back down to the small of her back, just above her buttocks. Everyone in the club knew she also wasn't wearing panties.

Sally pushes her way through the crowd and steps between the girl and the guy who's hitting on her. Sally seductively looks the girl over, ignoring the guy, and licks her lips. She turns to the bar tender, "I'll have two double orgasms."

The guy hitting on the girl is about to walk away until he looks back and sees his friends mocking and laughing at him. He turns back towards Sally, who keeps her back to him, "Excuse me but we were having a conversation here."

Sally continues to ignore him. She seductively leans forward across the bar in front of the girl and gets a cherry and sucks on it while she's waiting for her drinks.

The girl finds herself looking right down Sally's dress. Not only can she see Sally's firm breast, but she has a clear view of Sally's clean shaven pussy. The girl advert her eyes several times but she can't keep her eyes off of Sally. She feels compelled to say something, "I never had an orgasm before. Are they good?"

Sally looks the girl over again as she plays with the cherry in her mouth. The girl is dressed conservatively for this club. The only reason the doorman let her through was because she was a stone cold hottie. Sally pulls the stem off of the cherry before eating it, "What a shame. I find that hard to believe. I'm sure you've had one or two orgasms before." The bar tender slides the drinks in front of Sally. "Be a doll and put it on my tab."

The girl blushes, "Oh no ... I didn't mean ... I've had sex before."  She's taken off guard by Sally's remarks. "I was talking about your drinks. You have two. Who is the other one for?"

Sally looks her square in her eyes, "It's for you." Sally picks up the drinks and motions for the girl to follow her with her head, "Let's go. I have a reserved private booth." Sally hands the girl a drink and they start to walk over to Sally's booth. The girl looks back at the guy and gives a shy look and half wave as they walk away.

He yells out across the club as they walk away, "What a couple of bitches." His buddies come up to the bar laughing and mocking him. This makes him angry. "I'm going to get that fucking bitch."

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