I had to get this out of my head one night before I fell asleep.
Gail bit down on her bottom lip, enjoying the feeling of pain that came with a salty taste in her mouth. She aggressively stroked the arm fabric of the raggedy living room recliner while rubbing her legs together as her own obscure method of light masturbation. The liquid narcotic that flowed through her system intensified her already hyper-sexual desire. She wanted him, but even if it wasn’t him, she’d take any man who was seated in the chair opposite of her at that moment. It just do happened to be a twenty-something year-old kid named Brian.
She once knew a Brian, but that was a short story from long ago.
The feeling was all too familiar to her, as she’d often pay for her drug of the choice with the only thing she had that men would want. Her suppliers would demand she inject the first half of the product in front of him, right before she’d drop her work skirt and panties to her ankles and assume the usual position to process payment. She’d save the rest of the batch at home to enjoy in her own privacy. Continue Reading