She squints, trying to stare him down but all either of us can see is the bright shine from his flashlight and after a moment she looks away in shame. Xxnx I drive past this place every night on my way home. “I could do a lot with your names, license plate and that photo if I wanted to…”
“What do you want?” she asked. The headlights bounce off her wicked little body as she strutted and twisted her hips provocatively. I counted the seven same perverts who were all milling around when we came in, including the guy behind the counter. I wondered if the “freshly fucked” vibe was something they could all sense or if was just me. Never been inside before but I figured it was worth looking into.
