1. Perfect Timing


    Date: 12/30/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    If only he had gone straight to the casino on Friday night like he intended he wouldn’t have had the police knocking at his door and he would definitely be in a better frame of mind for the long drive to Stockport. He was certainly beginning to regret his act of chivalry. The Bay Horse public house in Gateshead was a place you generally called into for a quick drink on the way to somewhere else. It was a dirty, sleazy place and so were the clientele. You had to avoid taking deep breathes otherwise your lungs would be violated from the tar filled fog of hand-rolled cigarettes and the inadequate drainage from the toilets. And most of the seating was held together with duct-tape and the carpets were so old and threadbare your shoes stuck to the floor. The glass had barely touched his lips when a young girl walked onto the dance floor and removed all of her clothes. Under the hypnotic spell of Norman Greenbaum singing ‘Spirit in the Sky ,’ she danced around the room with a carefree confidence, swaying her hips and flaunting her breasts, floating in a dreamy trance, oblivious to the world around her. The unexpected exhibition quickly attracted an audience of curious eyes. Testosterone loaded males with bulging eyes and bulging pants gathered around the dance floor like a pack of hungry wolves, their voices laden with crude suggestion, willing the girl to open her body and give them a solo performance. A guttural voice behind him interrupted the glass touching his lips. “She’s a ...
    loon mate.” Turning quickly on his heels a short middle-aged chubby man with an unkempt appearance and an unshaven face smiled back from behind the bar. His shirt was open at the front revealing a covering of perspiration on his chest and sweat marks under both arms. “The wheels spinning but the hamsters dead,” he sniggered, showing stained and uneven teeth, his bulging eyes crawling shamelessly over her naked body, shifting position and craning his neck, anxious not to miss a second of the erotic performance. He took an instant dislike to the lecherous pervert who felt it necessary to scratch his balls as he questioned him about his vindictive comments. “I don’t understand. What do you mean? Does she have a problem?” Wiping a layer of sweat from his brow and crushing a cigarette into an overflowing ashtray, leaning over the counter until their faces were almost touching, his cheesy smile showing yellow stained teeth and his breath smelling of cigarettes and the inside of a sewer. “This is not the first time she’s stripped naked and given a performance,” he grinned, a cigarette dancing between nicotine stained fingers. “Apparently she exposes herself in other pubs in the area,” he declared, putting his hand inside his trouser pocket just as the young girl bent over and opened her legs. His next question interrupted the pervert’s hand playing inside his pants. “Who is she, and why doesn’t anyone stop her?” The disgusting man ignored the question. He was too preoccupied with ...
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