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I don’t even flinch.

But my dick does finally perk up and show some interest.

Maybe I should just fuck her. It’s not like I have anything else to do.

Jesus. Is this what my life has come to?

Lifting my beer bottle to my lips, I drain it.

I put the bottle down on the table beside me. Take one last drag on my cigarette and drop the butt inside the empty bottle.

I stare at her a moment.

She licks her lips.

Guess I could fuck her. Beats sitting around, stuck in my own head all night, trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me.

Decision made, I take her cigarette from her hand and drop that in the bottle too.

“You got a condom?” I ask her.

She reaches a hand inside her bra and pulls one out. She taps me on the nose with it. “I was a good Girl Scout. I always came prepared.”

A feeling of boredom almost overwhelms me. She really needs to stop talking.

She reaches for my zipper, but I catch her wrist, stopping her. I stare down into her pretty face.

“Like I said before, I ain’t in the mood to talk. So, if we fuck, that’s all we do. Quietly. Then, we’re done. Or this ain’t happening.”

Her smile dims, but she quickly covers it up, forcing her smile to go wider than before.

But I don’t feel bad.

I’m nothing if not honest.

“No talking.” She makes the zip motion across her lips. “Got it.”

I let go of her wrist.

She nudges me backward until I sit my ass back down on the sofa I was sitting in not ten minutes ago.

She gets on her knees between my legs and smiles up at me. “You want me to be quiet, rock star? Then, you’d better keep my mouth full.”

She yanks down my zipper.

I shut my eyes, let my head fall back, and wait for that oblivion she promised to take hold.

Consciousness pushes at the fringes of sleep.

I love that moment when you’re just leaving a dream, slipping out of your mind’s fiction and cruising back into reality.

Although my reality isn’t feeling too great at the moment.

I’m pretty sure I was hit by a liquor truck.

That, or I just got absolutely shit-faced last night.

I’m guessing it was the latter.