family of whores: shopping for cock….any cock

“GOD MY COCKS ABOUT TO BURST, YOU LOOKED A RIGHT SLUT IN THERE, I’M SURE HE WANRED TO FUCK YOUR BRAINS OUT?,  COME ON LETS STOP FOR A DRINK “.

WE WALKED UP THE BACK OF THE TRAIN STATION FOR ABOUT HALF A MILE IN SEARCH OF A BOOZER,  THIS AREA I’M SURE WAS ONE KNOWN AS HIGHFIELDS.  A REALLY NOTOURIOUS AERA FOR BLACK GANGS AND DRUGGIES.  GOD KNOWS WHY WE’D COME THIS WAY.  WE EVENYUALLY SPOTTED A PUB ON A SIDE STREET, IT DIDN’T LOOK TO BAD FROM THE OUTSIDE A BIT DRAB MAYBE.  IT WAS CALLED THE BRICKLAYERS.  WHEN WE WALKED IN IT WAS NOT SO NICE….IT WAS EMPTY APART FROM 2 YOUNG BLACK LADS SHOOTING POOL AND A MOUNTAIN OF A BLACK MAN BEHIND THE BAR, IT ALSO STUNK, THE FLOORS WERE STICKY…..PROBABLY FROM BEER, PISS, SPIT, BLOOD WHO KNOWS!   ” WE’LL HAVE ONE THEN LAEVE OK ”

4 DRINKS LATER WE WERE STILL SAT OUT IN THE SMALL COURTYARD IN THE SUN, AN OLD BOY HAD JOINED US OUTSIDE AND LOOKED FIONA UP AND DOWN,  THEN HE’D GONE BACK INSIDE.  THE YOUNG LADS MAYBE EARLY 20’S HAD BEEN OUT FOR A COUPLE OF FAGS AND EYED FIONA UP ASWELL. I’D NOTICED BUT SHE HADN’T.   “I’LL GET ANOTHER ROUND ” AND SHE WENT IN THE PUB.   15 MINS LATER I WENT TO SEE WHER SHE’D GONE.  I PEERED ROUND THE GAMBLER AND SAW FIONA STOOD AT THE BAR,  ONE YOUNG LAD ON EITHER SIDE AND THE BIG BLACK BARTENDER IN FRONT OF HER THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAR.  I COULDN’T MAKE OUT WHAT WAS BEING SAID BUT COULD SEE THE YOUNG LADS COPPING CHEEKY FEELS OF HER ARSE.