I’m settling our tab at the bar when she comes up close.
Leather draped with half-buzzed violet shock, blazed eyes and cobalt lips, she’s full tilt swagger.
“You kinked with that crip or want a real fuck?”
I grab a fist of spikey hair and pull her ear to my lips.
“When she makes me cum it’s like staring into the face of God. You couldn’t manage a glimmer, pussycat.”
I release the brake on your chair and take us toward the door. You lean back to look into my eyes.
“That girl. What did you tell her?”
“The truth.”
