Alabama
He groans and bends down, holding his junk. I jump up and onto his back. I wrap my hands around his throat and begin squeezing. "This won't take long," I say. Unfortunately, he flings himself around wildly and I lose a bit of balance. He pushes back and we both fall. He lands on top of me and I think I landed wrong, or his weight messed me up. He hurt something in my body, because I feel pain in my stomach and my elbow. F*ck. He will never know this though. I make sure to pay attention to his every move. "Jesus Alabama," Perry says as he gets up. I just stay down. I need to assess my injuries. He pulls out a container and pours some pills out and pops them in his mouth. He chases them down with a can of beer. "You really got me good," he laughs. He wipes the sweat from his forehea
