Women�s Claws

Women can be devilish. Jun�ko was plotting. She needed to satisfy her need for control. This escape to Mexico just might do it. She sat on the bathroom floor listening the whole time. Ozzy wasn�t alone tonight. He had company earlier and they just left. Jun�ko decided to put her plan into action. Once it got quiet, she waltzed out the door.

�Mexico, huh?� she asked aloud. Ozzy froze in panic and slowly turned around. Jun�ko pretended to be pissed off.

�What is this for?� she asked. Ozzy struggled to talk. The chubby girl sat down on the bed.

�Tell me what that was about,� she demanded. Her guardian�s eyes darted around the room.

Oh crap!, he thought, She heard about the deal. What do I do? He bit his lower lip. He might as well say it.

�Alright,� he admitted, �Yes, I�m running to Mexico.�

�Alone?� Jun�ko asked, �Or with that woman?� All of the color drained from Ozzy�s face.

�She�s just a friend!� he yelped. The girl narrowed her eyes at him.

�Is that right?� she asked.

�Yes!� he cried. Jun�ko fought back her snickering. God, this is fun. She grabbed him by the hands.

�I�m coming too,� she insisted. Ozzy gave her a long blank stare.

�Huh?� he asked.

�You and me to Mexico,� she said, �Or I squeal like a little piggy to the boys outside!� The guardian stared her down.

�You wouldn�t,� he said. Jun�ko gave him a huge grin.

�Take me with you to Mexico then?� she asked. Ozzy bit his lower lip. Something told him that she wouldn�t let up otherwise. He lowered his head defeated.

�Fine,� he said, �You were coming with me anyway.�

�Sweet!� Jun�ko said with a victorious grin. It didn�t take long for her to plot out her next move.

But�

What if she�s not the only woman plotting in this story? Crimson nails could be pulling the strings behind the scenes. Who is she? Are she and Jun�ko the only ones? Who else was in control of this game as the curtain rose?

Meanwhile, she hung up her cell phone after a one minute call. An icy twisted smile came over her face.

Perfect, she thought, Perfect! Her laughter swallowed the silence in the hotel room.

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