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-And if you’re going to fuck me you better do it now before I pass out.
She’s staring at me, perfect tit hanging out, skirt so high I can see the lower lip of a black thong that probably cost a hundred dollars. My dick is hard. I shift in my seat. I rub a hand over my unshaven face. The patch of sunburned skin is still tender. I swallow the last of my drink and stand up. I walk to the bottle on the counter.
-I’ll pass.
Behind me, she sighs.
-Well, you’re not the first.
I pour a quick shot, down it and pour another before I return to my chair.

(words by the very wonderful Charlie Huston, Already Dead)