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He nodded. “Don’t tell anybody. Fucking shit was pretty good.”
“Man, I’m tellin’ ya. It’s good as fuck.”
“Is that you, Pee Bee?”
“Hey, Peyton,” I said. “How you feelin’?”
“Just tired,” she said. “Other than that, I’m fine.”
She walked into the dining room in one of Crip’s poker runs shirts from 2011 and a pair of his boxers.
Crip reached for the sacks of cocks, but it was too late. She’d already seen them.
“What are those?” she asked.
“Just…” Crip swung his hand across the table and tried to scoop up the sacks, but knocked one of them onto the floor in front of her.
She bent down and picked it up. She lifted the blood-filled sack and stared at it. “Gross. What is it?”
Crip shrugged and glanced at me. Then, she looked at me. pretty soon, Crip followed.
Thanks, motherfucker.
I cleared my throat. “One of those fella’s cocks.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Seriously?”
“Yep.”
“You cut off their cocks?”
“Yep.”
“Like, off?”
I pointed at the bag. “Off enough that it’s in that Zip-Lock bag, yeah.”
“The whole thing?”
“Cut em off at the base,” I said. “Their nuts, too.”
She looked at Crip. The other three sacks of cocks were clutched in his right hand. He shrugged, and eventually started laughing.
“It ain’t funny,” I said. “You ever cut off a man’s cock? Kinda gross, if you ask me. Bleeds a lot, too.”
“What are we going to do with them?” Peyton asked.
“We?” I asked. “We? I’m done with ‘em”
“Can I flush ‘em?”
Crip eyes widened. “You want to flush ‘em?”
Peyton grinned. “I do.”
He shrugged. “They’re about the side of a good turd. I suppose they’d flush.”
She stood up and reached for the other three bags. “I want to.”
