The bar had to be one of the scummiest places she had ever been.
Trenton certainly had some interesting places to get information. The clientele were a mosh posh of characters. In one corner there was a bunch of scabby looking folk heating up crap and sticking their veins … yet no-one seemed to bother.
Having seen the cloudiness of the “clean” glasses she had chosen bottled water for safety.
Trenton had told her to stay at the bar. Well actually he had spoken to her like a dog. Just that one word. “Stay.” Frankly she was keener to “leave”.
Off he went to speak to someone in a shadowy area. He was supposed to be her mentor and be teaching her stuff, but all he used her for was a dogsbody and a set of tits when he needed to charm someone.
She really needed a wee tho, and while not keen on losing her quick exit position she dodged her way through drunken bums. Her ass got slapped and she’d spun round to a bunch of toothless laughter… fucking twats.
The loo was no better than the rest of the place, grime everywhere … the soles of her shoes made ripping sounds as she walked over the sticky floor.
The cubicle at least had a seat, but she decided hovering was a far better option. Fuck knows what she could catch sitting. Knees bent she surveyed her surroundings… some mighty colourful if childishly drawn graffiti scawled on every surface. Whoever Jane was she was a scabby skank. Charlie One-Eye gave good head. She wondered if one eye was literal or due to his or her skills.
Rummaging in her bag she pulled out the pack of tissues. No way was she using the toilet paper in here, goodness knows what she’s be submitting her ladybits to.
As she tipped forward to wipe one of the “pictures” started moving and a circle of the cubicle wall disappeared into the one next door… she cautiously looked through the hole to be met with a grey eye.
“Hello there Missy, how much?”
She pulled he pants back up rapidly
“I’m sorry, what???” she stuttered as she stood upright and flushed.
Through the hole appeared about 3 inches of semi hard circumcised willie!
Very little shocked her these days, but for fucks sake really???
“Get down and get those pretty pouty lips around me cock hen.”
Lina thought quickly and scrambled around in her bag… wrapping the elastic band around her fingers she pulled back in the middle and took careful aim, not wanting to physically touch … THAT!
“I REALLY don’t think so.” she said calmly before pinging the end of the winkie with the band and quickly unbolting the door and speed walking out the loo as her grey-eyed, faceless neighbour screamed like a girl.
She didn’t stop until she was outside… Trenton be damned cos that fucknuts could get a taxi, she jumped in her car and drove off.
She’d get a verbal bollocking in the morning… but much better than a literal one
EEEWWWW
22/11/17
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