Taste like Cream
The man accosted me. He grabbed my arm and demanded — demanded, I say!— that I make his day and give him some pussy.
Oaf! He stank like my fridge after the electricity has been cut off for hours.
“The fuck you think I am?” I snarled and slapped his hand off my arm. “Think I’m some kinda ho? You want free pussy, go stick your dick in a wall socket, asshole!”