Chapter Five
She had one more thing she wanted to do with him. She came by the barrow the following week. “You can take me for a drink,” she said. “But there will be no f*****g today.”
He made a face. She merely grinned. In the pub she told him what she wanted. “Two boys to f**k me, both at once,” she said. “One of them is you, of course.”
He smiled. “You really are a horny little slut,” he said.
“I ought to slap your face for saying that.”
“Wouldn’t make it not true, though, would it?” he said.
“Remember what happens to cheeky boys?” she said.
“Yes, miss,” he said. Was he being ironic?
“So do you know any boys?”
“Any boys who’d like to f**k a gorgeous girl? No, I don’t know any boys like that. Of course not.” He smiled again.
“No, but really, do you?”
“Only about fifty,” he s
