Chapter 35

Eugene Davies

The bass is coursing through me as I step through the doors of the bar. The smell of smoke and beer hangs heavily in the air. By the bar sits the regular drunks that always find their way here. They come for the cheap beer and liquor and the young tight asses that dance on the small dancefloor. Okay, so all of them might not be that young but with their heavy, cheap makeup it is impossible to see their right age. All of them look the same no matter if they are eighteen or forty five.

Someone waves from a table in the back, next to the cramped dance floor. I wave back before gesturing toward the bar. The bartender is an old sleepy man with a pot belly and long gray hair tied in a ponytail. He has an obvious bald spot that he tries his best to hide with the thin gray hair.

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Juicy Miss

This book is full of rapists!!

Witty_Red

These guys are assholes!

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