Flushed Away Roddy And Rita Novels & Stories

Ava instructed, “you hit him over the head as hard as you can.” “I-I can’t,” Rita stammered. “Rita!” Ava grabbed her by the shoulders, eyes fierce. “You can. You’re a Vanderbilt. You have to.” Rita looked as though the floor might swallow her whole, but she nodded shakily. Ava took one last look at her, then slipped back out of the closet into the echoing hallway. Behind her, Rita crouched by the door, tears running down her cheeks, clutching the makeshift weapon with white knuckles as she listened to the distant gunmen shouting outside.

logans family. “Coming soon”. Ruth replied and slammed the door shut,it was time for lunch and she couldn't disrespect her father,she inhaled deeply before changing to something more presentable,She made her way down the stairs,each step filled with exhaustation and sadness. Everyone's gaze was fixed on her the moment she came into view, Rita's gaze was filled with hatred and venom,she literally wished she could strangle her to death!,but she ignored them all and pulled out a chair and sat opposite Rita.

I stepped onto the first stair and glanced back one last time. Two minutes ago, two people had been led away from that same spot. Now only a few tear-stained tissues skittered across the pavement. The bus doors closed. Cool air rushed through the cabin. Everyone was laughing. I snapped my fingers. "Maldives. Let's go."

“We can run right now. Jamaica. Vegas. Anywhere.” Rita’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “Or… we can stay a little longer and let them destroy us again before we disappear.” The heat in her eyes told me everything. My proper, elegant Luna best friend was gone. This version of Rita was a cock-hungry slut awakening. We didn’t even have time to leave the house. A heavy knock shook the front door. Then another. The scent of twelve rogue wolves poured through the cracks like smoke. “They’re here,” I breathed.

- So, what exactly did you and your little friend the phycologist discovered this time? Maybe I have gone two shades whiter. She knew about Corrine’s help. She must know about the others too. I will figure this out later. - That Rita was drugged… - Bravo! Bravo Mr. Hauser! That is exactly how it was and it still is. I hate that smile, I really do. - What are you saying? - Your Rita is drugged my dear as we speak and fortunately, she is not hungry anymore. You should be glad.

“Come in my mouth, Elias. Give it to me.” He groaned—a deep, broken sound—and erupted. Hot spurts coated her tongue. She swallowed every drop, milking him until he shuddered and sagged against the wall. But Rita wasn’t done. She stood, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and straddled his lap. The booth was so narrow her knees pressed against the walls. She ground down against his still-hard cock, soaking her panties through the thin fabric of her skirt. “Your turn to repay me,” she whispered against his ear.

he started, but she didn't look back, walking past Rita without so much as a glance. When Wendy was gone, Grayson whirled on Rita, his hand gripping her wrist tightly. "Are you insane? I told you to stay away from her! Wendy is off-limits. She's my bottom line." Rita smiled faintly, unbothered by his outburst. "Relax, she didn't notice anything. And if it bothers you so much, I won't do it again. Promise." She leaned closer, letting the fabric of her dress slip slightly from her shoulders. "How about I make it up to you tonight? I have another surprise."

With a final, dismissive roll of her eyes, Lyra turned on her heel and strutted out of the kitchen, leaving the heavy swing doors rocking in her wake. Rita turned back to me immediately, her anger melting into deep concern as she rushed over. But I couldn't move. My heart was pounding against my ribs. I knew how ruthless our masters could be, and Lyra's words sent a sickening wave of dread pooling straight into my stomach. “Don’t mind that stupid bit*h,” Rita said and looked around her. “Don’t you guys have work to do?” As soon as she said that everyone dispersed whispering around them. “You told me you won’t go after her,” I said, moving towards her.

Sadie retorted. Rita gritted her teeth and remained silent. She was committed to letting out her anger the moment she decided to slap Karen. After all, she had endured enough all those years. Ignoring Karen's grip on her hair, Rita fiercely slammed both her hands onto Sadie's head. "Ahh!" This time, Sadie had no choice but to let go of Rita's hair. She stumbled, feeling dizzy from the impact, and tripped over her mother. "Rita, you b*tch! Always resorting to dirty tricks! I'll show you what I'm capable of—"