Chapter XV
Rotten Mangoes and Excreta Deleted
Champ returned the dissolvent nozzle to its holster on the garbage truck. “I feel a little weird about it,” he said to the sexy pink-haired Texan who had unexpectedly called him during his night shift.
“Why?”
“You bought me a shuttle ticket to Houston so that I could visit you. And I’m using the word ‘visit’ as a euphemism.”
“I have more money than you do, and I want to have fun on my birthday.” In a sultry voice, Doreen added, “You’ll get to pay me back for the ticket. Repeatedly.”
Prompted by the breathy utterance of the lascivious adverb, Champ’s phallus swelled inside his orange suit. “The terms of your deal are understood.”
“Champ!” Mikek shouted from the driver’s seat.
“I’ll get you a gift, though,” the garbage man said into his l
