#35:

Rosario:
I was sitting on the bench in Vidal Park, trying to read the romantic novel that I had downloaded to my cell phone, and ignoring the curious glances that people who came and went were giving me.
Of course half the town knew what had happened to me.
And even, many people dared to exaggerate the true events.
Different versions of the truth were circulating throughout the city, such as that I had been Yunior's girlfriend, and that when I discovered what he was hiding, I had ratted him to he police, or that I was also involved in the robberies, but that I had escaped jail by turning in the murderer.
Arrrgh!
It didn't matter how many times my mother or I told the truth of everything, people took what was convenient for them from the story, and twisted the rest, out of pure evil.
I put the cell phone in my bag, and headed out of the park, slowly.
My psychiatrist had advised me to return little by little to public life. In a few weeks I would receive my medical degree and start working. So it wasn't advisable to stay hidden and feed my social fobia.
I hadn't taken ten steps when I saw him coming.
I wanted to run, I wanted to fly, I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me, but I no such luck.
Mark Montalvo is coming at me with all the appearance of a rabid bull.
"What are you doing here? How…?"
He didn't answer me.
He reached for me, and after a couple of moves, I found myself hanging upside down and over his shoulder.
"Hey! What are you doing?! "
He didn't answer me, he just gave me a hard spanking.
"Ow! Mark, put me down! " I protested
"No," he mumbled, moving at taking me over his shoulder.
"Let go of me, you deranged bastard!" I bellowed.
He spanked me again.
"No. And you'd better shut up. I'm so mad at you, that spanking you will be caresses compared to what I'm going to do to you later. I don't want to listen to your protestations."
Spank!
"Ow!"
"You shut up. You have brought it on yourself. You're just so fucking… unbearable! - he muttered.
"Find yourself another one to harass, and leave me alone then!" I yelled.
"Oh yeah. You would like that, right? But you're fucked up. Turns out, you're unlucky enough to like me."
The car rounded the curve, the back door opened, and Mark pushed me into it. Cramming me into the seat, and climbing on top of me.
"Matt, let's go," he ordered, and the car started up.
"This is a kidnapping! You can't do this, my mom will worry!"
Mark nipped at my chin, taking hold of my hips with his hands.
"Your mother knows you're going with us. Matt convinced her to give you permission. Don't be so dramatic." He whispered in my ear.
I raised my eyebrows.
Ahhh, so she had agreed. My mother was sweetened by the good twin while I was kidnapped by the crazy one...
Mark started sniffing my neck, and goose bumps broke out on me. Id always felt an animalistic sort of energy comimg from him, and rifht then he felt more on edge than ever.
He placed his fingers gently over the fabric of my scarf, and I tensed.
"N-no."
"Shh." He silenced me with his lips, kissing me slowly, but I continued tense and trembling.
He broke the kiss, sticking his mouth to the corner of mine, and sucking on my lips. I tried to push him with my hands, to get him off me, but he bit me.
"Ow!" I yelled, closing my eyes and holding back tears.
The crazy twin was torturing me.
"Hmmm, I love it!" he muttered.
He pressed his warm lips to my neck, and then I realized that while I had protested, he had disposed of my handkerchief.
“It's a small thing, Matt. I don't know what all the fuss is about." He murmured, looking directly at my scar." It shows like that because she is skinny as a hyena in a drought..."
He got up off of me, and ran his hands through his hair.
"If we can fatten her up a bit, surely..."
I kicked him in the shin. And he snorted, stroking himself.
Matt looked at us through the rearview mirror, laughing in amusement.
I retrieved my scarf, and tried to re-tie it around my neck, but the madman next to me got exasperated, took it from me in a couple of yanks and threw it out through the window
"Matt, stop the car! Now! " I yelled.
"No," Mark muttered.
"I'm sorry, Rosy." The twin who was driving smiled and I looked at them both with hate.
Beginning to plot what do to scape.
***
"Yes, we already have her."
I woke up suddenly, looking through the window and noticing that I didn't recognize the landscape.
"No. Tell Lucia not to worry. We'll eat something on the way. From the bad mood she's in, I don't doubt that she tries to slip away.
I bit my tongue.
"Where the hell are we?" I mumbled.
"On the National Highway," Matt informed me. We are close to the Aguada bunny.
I frowned.
Was that supposed to mean something?
The car diverted, parking in a place where they came to refuel or eat something.
Matt turned around, looking at me with a serious expression.
"You want something to eat? We still have three hours to go to reach Matanzas."
"I'll settle for whatever."
"Mark, behave," he whispered, and got out of the car. Closing his door behind him.
I tried the handle on mine, but it wouldn't open.
Surely, Matt had locked the car.
"Well, now that you and I are…alone…" Mark whispered, approaching. " tell me, who the hell is saying that we don't like you anymore because of the scar on your neck?"
"I don't…" He didn't let me finish.
He pulled me, and climbed on top of me.
"My brother wasn't very good at nicknameming you ''hummingbird'', hmm? You are tiny but dangerous. You should be a wasp instead of a hummingbird. You bite and then you leave."
"What are you talking about, crazy? Let go of me.''
He lets out a teasing little giggle, and starts caressing my thighs.
"I don't have much time before my brother comes to fuck up our sweet happy reunion, hmm." " He licks my neck, and I look at him in amazement.''Kiss me."
***
Matt:
I returned bringing five pizzas and two sodas.
I got in the car and started the engine, pulling the vehicle out of the parking lot, and taking the road.
"Sorry it took so long, but...
"Hmm, ahhh."
"Fuck!"
I turned around and nearly swallowed my own tongue at the sight of my brother and Rosario, well, eating each other like a couple of mad dogs.
"Hey, it's not fair!" I protested. My brother just pouted at me.
I made some progress on the highway, a kilometer or so, and then I went on a trail, until we were surrounded by pure countryside.
I stopped the vehicle, and taking off my shirt, I went to the back seats to get some of her as well. Jesus Christ! how I'd missed her!
I took her face in my hands, and kissed her slowly.
"I can't leave you two alone for a minute, can i? ." I mumbled, licking her mouth.
“Hmm.
“Matt, get out of here. Keep driving. The hummingbird is mine!
"No. She is ours. You are selfish, Mark. You want her all for yourself."
"I saw her first!"
"I fucked her first!"
"Shhh. Ahh, oh yeah. More!

Rosario:
At one point, I had only Mark, squeezing me and biting me like a madman.
"What did you think, hmm? That we'd let you get away like that, without putting up a fight?"
He amused himself nibbling my nipples and I wanted to die!
But it melted my brain, when he started spanking me.
"I should beat you with a belt for not answering my calls." He pulled my hair, forcing me to look at him. While placing small kisses on my face ."silly".
When Matt arrived, and they settled me between them, all my fears and insecurities came crashing down.
"Hmm, I'm not thinking…what will our hummingbird on pizza taste like?" Matt asked his brother.
Mark licked his lips, and looked at me flirtatiously.
"I want to bite your nipples with cheese."
Oh no!
Okay, yes…
Among them they were devouring me, with kisses, with caresses, eating pieces of pizza from over me, and feeding me, in turn, from their mouths and their hands.
"We're going to dirty the car's upholstery." I protested, when Matt pulled my shorts, because he wanted to eat the cheese on my pubis.
"That will be our problem, you just enjoy it, little girl."
"Oh, yes," Mark spanked me. Smearing my hip with pizza, and then nibbling on it." you taste delicious.''
Fifteen minutes later, I was all stiky, and with cheese even in my eyes. In my hair I had tiny pieces of pizza too.
They had left me naked and panting, I could feel how wet it was between my legs.
We were all three kneeling on the back seats of the car.
"Do you want us, hmm?" Mark whispered, in a mocking tone. Licking the skin of my breast.
"Yes."
"Did you miss us?" Matt whispered, caressing my bare back.
My throat closed up.
"Yes." I sobbed.
"Oh, but you've been very bad." Mark mumbled, beginning to compose his clothes. "What do you say, Matt?"
Matt kissed my neck, and got dressed too.
"We'd better get back on the road, and make her wait. Let's see if she learns not to be so mean to us."