Johnny walked back and forth between the counter of the gas station and the isles of groceries and other impulse purchase displays. He grabbed a box of beef jerky, two 12-packs of beer, a couple packs of single dose aspirin and some other small groceries. He piled the stuff up as the clerk distractedly watched out the front window eyeing the two hot girls outside.<br/><br/>"Pretty fucking hot, am I right? You should see the naked and going at each other, it's something you won't ever forget.." Johnny quipped, the joke got the guys attention.<br/><br/>"huh? what's that?" The buck toothed yokel shook his head, unsure he'd heard what he thought he had. He stared hard at the city-slicker. The man obviously wasn't from around these parts, and neither were the girls waiting outside. This guy was dressed in a leather jacket and wife-beater, his hair was dark and slicked back, dark sunglasses guarded his eyes. His denim bluejeans looked designer, already preworn in places and  his boots were made of some sort of expensive exotic leather. "Nah mister...I was just wondering why your friend in the shorts has got guns strapped to her legs?" The cashier finally responded, his eyebrow raised suspiciously and his one hand tucked furtively under the counter.<br/><br/>Johnny craned his head over the counter and theatrically looked out the window, seeing Rain's beautiful ass stretching out, she indeed was wearing her guns out in the open. "Huh...yep...she sure does, I don't know how yer staring at a couple of 'roscoes' when she's got that sweet dumper on full display though...Yeah, we're on our way out to do some target practice...You know how dangerous city living can be, woman need to be able to defend themselves and all...." Johnny came up with the excuse on the spot, mentally reminding himself to talk with Rain about 'inconspicuousness' once they got back on the road.<br/><br/>Skyler finished filling the tank and the bell rung inside the store to signify the customer was finished pumping. The cashier, still apprehensive rung up the groceries and gas, his other hand never leaving the alarm button, or gun, or whatever he had stashed under the counter. "That'll be $107.86, sir.." He said, giving a goofy buck toothed smile.<br/><br/>"Jesus, Mary and Joe!....I am in the wrong business....those fucking oil companies make a damn killing, don't they?" Johnny said as he reached back to grab his wallet.<br/><br/>" What sort of business you in fella?" The Yokel said off-handedly, again distracted by the two beautiful girls standing outside by the gas pumps, this time it was Skyler bending over to stretch her back out that had his attentions distracted.<br/><br/>Johnny came up, not with his wallet but instead his .357 magnum snub nosed revolver, He swung it  and put the but of the handle into the cashier's temple. The strike knocked the dipshit backward and away from the whatever he had under the counter.  "Well sir....I am in the business of being a fucking criminal and a cold blooded killer, if you must know.... Now I want you to stand up and empty out that cash box, and while you're at it you can point me in the direction of where you keep you surveillance tapes. " Johnny said, leveling his chrome pistol between the stunned cashiers eyes.<br/><br/>The cashier laid stunned and bleeding on the floor, not sure of what was happening yet. His instincts took over and he tried reaching for whatever he had underneath the counter again. Johnny thumbed back the hammer on his revolver, the sound stopped the concussed clerk in his tracks. " ah, ah, aaah...I wouldn't do that if I was you!" Johnny growled.<br/><br/>The clerk came to his senses and slowly started to get up , he popped the cash drawer and Johnny scooped out the meager piles of cash inside. "Now the tapes..." Johnny prodded him on, pushing the barrel of the gun to the scared man's forehead.<br/><br/>"What tapes?....christ man....it's 2012...there ain't no tapes....it's a digital recorder...there ain't been 'tapes' for a friggin decade or better. " The Cashier stuttered, not knowing what else to say to the man's outdated request.<br/><br/>Hearing the cashier mock him pissed Johnny off, he'd never been too up to date with electronics or technology in general,his things were guns and manipulating people to get what he wanted. And so the cashier started to tremble and beg for his life when the cruel sneer rose on Johnny's lips.  Johnny pulled the trigger and the loud bang was enough to draw the girls' attention from outside. Johnny could see through the front window that they'd both went for their guns, when they heard the shot, he raised his hand and waved out at them through the blood stained window, letting them know everything was all right.<br/><br/>"Fuck you asshole....Yer fucking lucky I put you out of your misery so's you don't have to spend the rest of your miserable fucking life working in a fucking gas station out in the middle of bum-fucked-Eygpt!" Johnny yelled and then spit onto the now dead cashier. "Digitial fucking recorder..." He mumbled and then wondered what he was gonna do if their wasn't any tapes to take.<br/><br/>He reached over and turned on all the gas pumps from the control board under the counter, from this vantage point he could see the sawed off shotgun the man had had underneath the counter and took it as well. Johnny finished by grabbing a road map and tucking it into the bag of snacks before finally walking back out into the hot Utah desert's sweltering heat. Skyler and Rain looked concerned but Johnny only smiled and handed the grocery's off to Rain. The girls got back into the '69 black Lincoln Continental , while Johnny worked at pulling the gas nozzles and setting them to auto-fill setting, the parking lot started to fill with gasoline.<br/><br/>Johnny jumped into the drivers seat and roared the classic car to life. He lit a cigarette and puffed it hard a few times before rolling down the window and dropping it onto the pavement as the growing lake of gasoline crept closer. "Alright 'ramblers' let's get ramblin'" Johnny called out with a laugh as he pegged the cars accelerator and the cars tires squealed, they burned out of the parking lot and launched back onto the road. Seconds later the explosion lit up the rearveiw mirrors of the car and they all got an excited laugh from commotion.<br/><br/>"Where do the two hottest bitches this side of the Mississippi wanna go?" Johnny said, the bulge in his pants starting to grow from the excitement of killing the clerk, and he had to reach down an adjust himself in his tight jeans. "I think I saw a back road on that map...maybe some cabins or some shit we can hold up in over night, We definitely wanna change cars, this one's to noticeable."