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Chapter 1—Typical Night

I’ annoyed

I toss h audibly The blonde hooker in the tight red skirt drops a stupidly large purse next to my couch and turns to me with her hand on her hip She soes back to snapping her chewing gum

My vision blurs a little, and I have to placeI’m not sure when I last slept for more than an hour at a ti I need sleep, and this is the only way

“Yer a quiet one,” the hooker says Her mouth opens and closes rapidly I can see the little piece of red gum in contrast to her lipstick

I have no idea what her name is If I asked when I picked her up on the corner, I don’t re

I stare at the countertop for a long rey granite, and it reinally planned to move back into my old apart myself to do it I saw reminders everywhere Now I’h-rise one-bedroo place, but I don’t need a lot of room

It’s only me after all

“So, whatcha lookin’ for tonight?”

I pull a beer out of the refrigerator without responding As soon as I’ve popped off the cap, I realize I don’t want it, and offer it to the hooker instead Hopefully, she’ll discard the gum to drink the beer

She doesn’t Instead, she downs the beer and goes right back to chewing

“Do ya have any music?” she inquires “I could dance for ya”

Her voice reminds me of a caricature out of an Edward G Robinson h-pitched and whiny, regardless of the words she utters It grates on my nerves I obviously should have talked to her before picking her up instead of just looking at her ass

“I’m tired,” I finally say as I rub my eyes

“Well, let’s getcha ta bed then!”

The hooker steps up to ers down toher lips to ue intoher backside with my hand I can taste the beer laced with cinna When she reaches down to palrab her wrist

“Come on,” I say “This way”

I end all physical contact with her and head forof her gum

“Spit that shit out of your mouth” I point at a small, lined trashcan next to the bed

“You got it,” she says

It sounds like she’s hocking a loogie when she spits it out I can’t help but sigh out loud this time as I closeup with a girl in a bar rather than a streetwalker It’s cheaper, at least Then again, I could end up with so instead of just handing her cash on the way out the door I don’t need that kind of complication

I pull arround beside it Noro pick it up and place it inside, but I’m too tired to care I waver a little as I unbuckle h the loops of my jeans

The hooker comes up behind me and wraps her arms around my waist She runs her hands up my chest as she presses her cheek to my back I place my hands over hers and turn around to face her She places her mouth on mine immediately