GCAVixens: A Great Payback with Claire Dames

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Claire Dames, TJ Cummings Pic(s)

The Arizona sun beat down mercilessly on the dusty canyon road, a shimmering haze rising from the asphalt as Claire Dames tightened her grip on the steering wheel of the vintage muscle car. Her knuckles were white, not from the heat, but from the cold fury simmering inside her, a stark contrast to the desert’s oppressive warmth. Every mile marker she passed was a painful reminder of the betrayal, of the money and the trust that TJ Cummings had so carelessly stolen from her. She found him exactly where she knew he would be, holed up in a dilapidated roadside motel that smelled of stale cigarettes and regret. TJ, with his charming smile now looking pathetic and weak, stumbled backward as Claire kicked the flimsy door open, her silhouette filling the frame like an avenging angel. He began to stammer a pathetic excuse, a rehearsed lie about unforeseen circumstances and bad luck at the poker tables, but Claire was done listening to his hollow words. With a swift, practiced motion, she disarmed him, the metallic clatter of his own weapon hitting the concrete floor echoing in the sparse room. The ensuing struggle was short and brutally efficient, a cathartic release of all the pent-up anger and disappointment she had carried for months. When it was over, Claire stood tall, the leather-bound ledger containing her life’s savings now securely back in her possession, its weight a comforting anchor. She left TJ crumpled on the floor, not with a final threat, but with the deafening silence of his own failure, driving off into the twilight as justice, finally, was served.