Tuesday, 6 March 2012

Task 2

She didn’t know that part of town nor that
such a place existed but Sir was quite explicit so she
passed quickly through the blank door and the
shop filled with garish toys and
men hotly staring and
into the back with its
row of booths emitting the
unreal sounds of
women paid to fuck.

One booth was free and she shut the door
suddenly aware of her soles
sticking to the floor, of the
bleachy smell, the blank screen because
she’d forgotten to buy tokens, and the
holes in the walls to either side where soon
she would be kneeling, sucking, aiming her
cameraphone blindly, thinking of
cleaning products, what the
neighbours would think, whether the
hole was the right height for
her pussy.

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