Bella wiped her sweaty ass against the dog's face before moving on. At the very least he had given her something to think about, so a face-full of rancid butt-sweat seemed a fitting reward for the thug. Sniffy was in trouble, but Braun wouldn't do anything serious to her, she was a prize, a trophy to show her stinking superiority over the sisters, and Sniffy? She was tough, and would probably enjoy herself, even with that monster! Bella decided that she needed backup, and this Sgt.Toescum guy sounded like a great partner in crime...and she knew the perfect guy who might have more info.
Jimmy was a greasy little skunk, about half a mile away in a back alley. Braun's former advisor, who headed recruitment for her gang, but was kicked out for selling Braun's thongs on the side. In true Jimmy fashion, he managed to squeak out, and had been on Braun's hit list ever since. Bella found him, shifting a rather toxic pair of pants onto a rather desperate looking mole. The mole forked over a handful of cash to Jimmy, and that's when the vixen interrupted the shady transaction loudly. "Still up to the same shit as usual are we? Wait-" Bella stepped up, examining the wet pair of pants. "They're mine!" The mole grabbed the grimy garment and fled, Bella fumed but let this go, she had bigger fish to fry. Jimmy backed up against a wall, and Bella snatched the money from his hand, walking uncomfortably close to him.
"Oh come on baby! I got kids to feed!" Jimmy whined, gagging on the vixens raunchy odor. "Cut the crap, first of all, stay away from my shit. Secondly, what do you know about Toescum?" Jimmy shrugged with a nervous smile. "That square? Nothing....nothing for free that is..." Bella growled and shoved the skunk against a wall. "You want something? How about I don't send you to Braun on a silver plate?"
"Ok! Ok! Toescum he's a proper professional! He doesn't mess around, and he's kept his nose clean. No dirty past, no addictions, nothing! He's got goons doing his dirty work, again, properly trained! I've heard he hangs around the abandoned sock sweatshop, and that he's turning into a compound." Bella smiled, finally. "Great! You're taking me there!" The weaselly skunk folded, and began to lead Bella...
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