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It's an early fall night, and the sun has gone down on the local Pawsburg movie theater which has opened for its two or three nightly showings. It's not a very exciting night, and nothing is particularly different about it. The Theater's owner and Caretaker, Tye Riggle sits in his office doing some paperwork. Mostly to make sure his one worker gets paid properly, filling out her check by hand at his desk.

"Wonder who all is here tonight," he remarks, stretching his arms out to the side and tossing the pen down onto his table, snatching the check up as he stands and moves toward his small trailers door. Carefully sliding the check into Willows little locker by the door, so that she can pick it up when her shift ends, he swings his front door open and looks out towards the handful of cars sitting in the lot.

It's not much of a drive in theater. One screen, and really only enough spots for a handful of cars to park and watch, at least all the spots are filled tonight. It's usually not like that, most of his patrons being the towns elderly trying to capture a shot glass full of their youth again. Turning he spots Willow, working her small concession stand, passing a tub of popcorn over to an elderly couple he's never seen before. "Looks good tonight, we keep this up and maybe we can afford a new movie reel or two."

His canine ears perk up as he hears a noise, was that a cough? Looking about around the side of his trailer he hears another noise, leaves shuffling. The small oak tree he's parked under has given away the movement of something and even though his porch light doesn't show the rest of the trailer he goes to investigate. Quietly stalking around to the back of the trailer, setting his feet down between the leaves as he peers around the corner and see's nothing, no one there. No random forest animals tonight.

There's a smell though, sweet and sharp, and one not normally there. Without a thought he follows it around to the other side of his trailer, looking around the corner in the same way to be met nose to nose with a young woman in mostly black, a red beret on top of her head.

"Shit!" she says under her breath, trying to duck away to run, but it's to little effect, the big wolf manages to get a grip on her wrist and begins his usual speech to trespassers by rote. "Now, you know there's a fee to get in here, and sneaking onto the property is trespassing, and we're just gonna have you sit down while I call the sheriffs office."

The smaller skunk girl claws at his big hand for a moment before giving up and trailing behind him sourly, her large fluffy tail raised high to match the haughty expression on her face. "Let me go, dammit." she snarls, "Big fucking thing you are." she even tries to kick at him, but it seems to not have much effect at all. Just causing him to tug harder, and pull her into his 'office.'

"Oh, just sit and be decent about it," he quips, "I saw your face good enough to ID you, so give it up and maybe they'll go light on you."

"You can't hold me here!" she retorts, "It's illegal, this is kidnapping!" her glares at his back subside as she eyes the door. Looking for an out.

"Oh give it a rest, you're young, I'm sure they'll let you off light." he adds, "Do you want some coffee or something, I know its cold out there and you don't seem over dressed for it."

The femme fatal eyeing him seems to be wishing she had a knife, not a cup of coffee and crosses her arms under her ample breasts, her large tail off to one side as she sits and decides that not talking is the way to go for now. The cup of coffee he tries to give her ending up on the small table beside her as the big black and white wolf walks back to his desk and picks up the receiver for his phone and holds it in one hand. "Anything you'd like to add before I call them up? Hell, if you paid the entry fee right now I might just let you go. Hell of a place to be hiding, you know."

Her ears perk up and she turns her head to face him, remarking shortly, "I'm broke, but we can work something out."

"I don't take credit, honey." he fires back, keeping up the pace with her responses.

"You're cute though," she continues.

"Digging yourself into a hole?" he begins to laugh as the slightly pudgy skunk girl lunges forward at him, her hands grabbing at his belt as she drops to her knees.

"Yeah, maybe."

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The chill wind blows through the parking lot as Willow paces up to Tye's Trailer, "Who was that with him?" she asks the night air, just wanting to check to make sure everything's okay. The bunny girl cruises up to his door, hand held out to knock as she hears a single word through the thin sheet metal from Tye, a long drown out, "Fuck." Her big ears perk up and she leans over, peaking thru the cracks of her bosses shades, inside she can barely make out the scene.

Tye's hand supports him as he leans back on his desk, with this strange girl he found at his feet. The motions are clear, his face is as well. The brown rabbits face practically catches fire and she squeaks as she breaks the line of sight to stop watching, "Oh my, that's new. He's fine, I guess." she whispers as she scurries back to her stand. Never even seeing the phone in his hand.

Inside, things aren't that fine, "Fuck," Tye manages before the black and white blur that is this interloping skunk manages to undo his belt buckle, 'What are you doing, sto-" with a ringing noise from the phone as it falls, slamming on the front of the desk, still connected via its looping cable as his eyes glaze for a moment and he looks down to see what exactly she just did to him.

Without missing a beat she's taken his rapidly expanding manhood into her mouth, warm spit pooling in her mouth and being spread around his shaft as she rolls her tongue around his girth, "I can't let y-" the wolf tries again to speak and her response is to push her head forward, short muzzle pressing into his slightly messy pubic hair as she bottoms out on her captors cock.

The large males hands come down, grasping at the back of her head as he lets out a low groan, pushing down on and messing up her beret. She doesn't even begin to allow him to even consider trying to pull her off as her small hands death grip his jeans pockets. Tongue sticking out slightly she pushes forward against the canines balls, looking up at him through thick eyelashes as her eyes begin to water.

It only takes a few more moments before she has to come up for air. Lips brushing up his manhood, leaving a smooth coating of saliva as she opens her mouth to gasp for breath and growl up at him, "Yvette. Tye right?" she asks, not giving him any time to respond at all as she seals her lips around his canine cockhead, tongue pressing against his glans as drool begins to dribble down her chin and onto her black sweater.

"Tye, yeah- fuck!" he responds, barely able to hold himself up at this point as her tongue swishes back and forth over the tip, "Can I at least sit down, you monster?"

Without missing a note she looks up at him, winks, and bottoms out again, pushing him as deep into her throat as she can manage with a soft feminine glurking noise. Her own spit fully coating him from tip to balls already as the thirsty little skunk refuses to let him wiggle away. Closing her eyes she begins to bob at a steady pace, tongue sticking out to help soak his tool.

Every thrust earns the coyote a lick at his tip, she seems to be quite enjoying his taste and doesn't seem to even be thinking about slowing down as she steals her breath on the upstroke.

It only takes a few minutes of this before Tye is a totally complaint mess, his jeans lap soaked in her excess drool and her own top clinging to her wet bosom. Captor and Captive both enjoying themselves as the fun continues. It's clear that her actions are pushing Tye to his limit swiftly though, and she notices it immediately. Increasing her pace as he grunts and pushes her head down slightly.

Holding an upstroke she pulls him out of her mouth to kiss the tip softly and asks a single question, "Where?" Which earns her no vocal response, as she kisses again, tasting his cum on her tongue the mans hands push down on her head hard, fists grasping at her hair as the beret falls aside. The question is answered a few moments later as the salty thick prize she was working so hard for begins to pump into her mouth.

With a girly swallowing noise she relaxes and pushes him fully into her throat, helped along by the strong hands of the movie theater owner, who precedes to creampie the spit covered skunks throat. Throbbing, and pumping. Moving her head ever so slightly with his grip as his spunk fills her throat, milking for every drop. She lets him do so quite happily and doesn't resist at all, tongue instead gently licking at the underside of the plump rocket as she greedily swallows repeatedly, the action earning her sounds of pure bliss from the wolf.

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Beret back on her head, the skunk wraps a large leather jacket around herself as she steps out of the small silver trailer, basically strutting her way towards the exit of the theater. Willow watches her every step, absolutely aghast at the sheer bravado from this unknown girl. Wait, she pauses, "Yvette?"

"Hey Willow! How's it going?" she responds without stopping, Willow answer is a bit confused but her former classmate doesn't even really respond, just giving her a little wave as the plump skunk wanders out of the parking lot and begins the short walk back into town with her thumb sticking out to hitch a ride.

The bunny practically bull rushes the door to her bosses trailer, slinging it open to the sight of him sitting zoned out in his usual seat, "Tye," she asks, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he shakes his head, still clearing his thoughts, "Yeah, of course, hey your checks in your locker."

"I know, hey, what happened?" she asks, tilting her head and raising an eyebrow, never expecting a truthful response.

"Don't worry about it, I think. Caught her trespassing and gave her a stern talking to." Tye shakes his head and looks over to his bathroom. Scrawled in bright red lipstick across the mirror is a phone number in a feminine hand.

"Yeah, don't worry about it."