I looked up and saw this huge black cock hanging above me and tried to scurry away. The giant of a guy caught my leg and pulled me back out from betwe...n the lockers and into the shower area. That's when I saw his jacket fall to the floor and his nick name 'Bubba' on the back of it. Bubba said 'I want to fuck, but if you suck my dick I might be satisfied with you swallowing my come.' I said to him 'I ain't doing neither one,' wrong words. suddenly Bubba stomped me in the stomach so hard that. Yea, he said. He knew the woman. She was one of the scabby hookers who prowled the New York side of the bridge. She tried to fuck me out of some bread. Henry, tough as nails, couldn’t drive any more that day. That meant two days were fucked by this shit. Cop Detective in Charge, just a Cop really, had told him the remains were of the street whore ‘Alice.’ Street person Henry corrected. ‘Yea, I know. Probably died from the cold,’ Cop said snickering. ‘Cold,’ Henry said, ‘It’s fucking May.’. As I walked by the thought of that man touching me and how he kissed me got my underwear soaked with pussy juices. So I turned around and went back to his house and knocked on the door. My heart was beating so fast it was all I could hear. Then he answered the door. And he said "Ahh I was hoping you would come to your senses get in here." He grabbed my arm and pulled me in then locked the door behind us. His house was trashed. It smelled so musky. And there was garbage everywhere. He invited me. ” He grinned, stood up, and went out the door. He returned moments later with two bottles. When he returned, I was still in the kitchen working away though most of the work was done.“What’s with two bottles?”“I thought you might like the Teacher’s. If that continues to be true, I thought I would ply you with a Rusty Nail.”“What’s a Rusty Nail?”“It’s a drink made with Scotch and Drambuie. I particularly like it made with Teacher’s.” He poured two drinks of a finger each of the Teacher’s and.