Thread: 2 Trailer Park Girls Go 'Round the Outside (Kassy & Hold the Door)

Jordan hadn't ever known anything other than what life was like in the trailer park, in fact it was so deeply rooted in his DNA that is was clear that it had made him the man he was today. A mixture of good genes and luck in his adolescence had managed to turn Jordan into somewhat of trailer park stud, taut muscle stretched over his skin completely exposed by the white muscle top he usually wore. Other than that he was usually topless, enjoying the feel of the sun on his skin as he enjoyed what god had given him and what he had taken for himself. Somehow he had managed what most trailer trash couldnt, he had found a attractive woman outside of the park and had somehow managed to drag her down with him. Nothing felt as good to Jordan as watching the aspiration leave poor Annabell's eyes as she realised what life awaited her and her daughter. She was broke though, and she had little choice but to endure the sharp thud of his fists against her bones and skin. She knew better than to try and escape her fate now, having once thought she had found freedom only to run right into the waiting Jordan. Needless to say the beating she had endured that night was enough to keep most of the park up in a cold sweat. His own childhood had taught him that people were inherently broken, and that the simple pleasures in life were the only ones you could rely on. He hadn't always been this way, but what he did know was that he had been this way for so long that he didn't know any other way to be. Jordan had just been drifting into sleep when the noise from the kitchen ensured he was fully awake. Jordan didn't appreciate being disturbed in his own home, his home was his sanctuary and it wasn't to be disturbed by bratty girls who should know better. Swinging his legs round off the bed, Jordan set the heel of his feet down and into the hard leather boots that he wore around the park. The washed out denim jeans and oil stained white shirt hung loosely off his athletic frame as he moved from the bed and into the kitchen, the sound of the bedroom door bouncing off the thin walls reverberated around the room. Kassy are you fucking serious!? Can't you keep your fat mouth shut for a few minutes whilst I get some sleep. Jordan exclaimed, his voice and face full of barely concealed rage. You wanna eat? You go out and earn something to eat. Jordan continued as he slammed the fridge door shut. Reaching out towards her Jordan slapped against her belly and laughed as it wobbled with the force of his slap. Seems to me you've already had enough food. Jordan chuckled as he reached up and groped at her breasts. I mean guys like these, but they don't want to see a fat belly beneath them do they? Jordan said, his harsh words spoke without a care for her feelings. He didn't care for her, and if anything wanted to see the hurt in her eyes. Jordan looked around, his eyes narrowing at the fact that his wife wasn't anywhere to be seen. It didn't take him long to see her outline against the blinds of the trailer as she stood on the porch. What the fuck is she doing out there? Jordan asked rhetorically. Kassy spared his harshness for a few moments as he strode over to the door of the trailer and almost pulled it off it's hinges. As the sun rushed into his eyes it made it difficult to see, but when he could it was clear what was happening. One of the neighbourhood dealers was trying to offload a batch of drugs on to his wife. Jordan didn't give him a chance to explain, he wasn't one to show mercy to those that crossed him. Jordan's closed fist came down fast and hard, even as the man raised his arm to block he stood no chance. The fist connected true, even if the other man's arm had knocked his aim of slightly. Jordan didn't let up as his first punch sent the man sprawling to the dirt ground. The tip of his hard boot connected with his midriff as the man curled up to sheild himself from the savage kicks of the bigger man. You going to come round here selling that shit again? Jordan asked, not waiting for an answer as he put the boot in him again. Jordan gave him a few more kicks for good measure before leaning down and pinning his arm above his back and raising it slowly. I said you going to come here selling that shit again? Jordan asked again, clearly not willing to take silence as an answer. After a few more moments of straining the man's arm against his back a scream filled the air. Arghhh!!! The man screamed. I won't come here again. I promise. Just please let me go! The man sobbed desperately in broken tones. Don't let me catch you again. Jordan spoke in a low voice before letting go of the mans arm. Needless to say the man shot off into the distance with a speed that didn't surprise Jordan. Jordan turned on the spot and moved towards his wife, it wasn't loving hand that found her hair as he took hold of it and used it to drag her back inside of the trailer as he slammed the door behind them. It didn't take much for his strong arms to throw Annabelle to the floor as he looked down at her. What did I say about answering the door to people like that? Jordan asked menacingly. I'm so sorry! He... Seemed like a good guy. Annabelle stuttered as she looked up at the intimidating man. A good guy? Jordan asked in a mock tone. You see I look like a good guy. Jordan remarked before slapping Annabelle hard around the face. Does that feel like a good guy? Jordan mocked her. No, because looks can be deceiving can't they? Jordan asked rhetorically again. Like the way you though I was a nice guy that was going to help raise your teenage daughter. Jordan said looking over at Kassy. The only way I'd raise your daughter, is up and down on my cock. Do you understand? Jordan mocked Annabelle. Moving quickly, Jordan closed the distance to Kassy in frightening speed, his fingers closing in her hair as she was dragged to the same spot as her mother. In a matter of seconds he had thrown Kassy to the floor next to her mother. It's about time you both learned a lesson about this house and how things operate here. Jordan paused. Your fat daughter is hungry and there is nothing in because she ate it all, what do you do when there is no food in and you're hungry Annabelle? Jordan asked. You... you... earn it. Annabelle replied, her tone making it clear she knew where this was leading. That's right you earn it don't you. But neither of you have jobs and I have the money so how do you earn it? Jordan continued. By... making you happy. Annabelle retorted, clearly not wanting to continue down this road. We both know there is only one way two dumb bitches like you two could make me happy don't we? Jordan said, openly mocking the girls. So why don't you open your mouth, and get your stupid daughter to do the same and then maybe neither of you have to go hungry this evening. Jordan said, a crazed look in his eye. He had already hit both of them, and it was clear he was willing to do so again if they didn't listen to him.