Tuesday 8 January 2008

Trashy Porn

She woke up in darkness, yawned and stretched. It was warm in here, but stifling in more ways than one. Pushing open the door, she stepped briefly into the glow of a streetlight and glanced around. What she needed, she decided, lay towards the less salubrious quarter of town.

Slinking along in the shadows, taking shortcuts through the back alleys, she followed her nose to the fishy smell of the docks. And there, swaggering off the gangplank of a trawler, powerful muscles rippling with every step, was just the fellow she was after.

"Hey, Tom," she called. They always answered to Tom. "Looking for a good time?"

His head jerked around as if he'd been punched on the jaw. "Well, hey there, Kitty," he smiled, showing a dazzling array of teeth. His gaze quickly travelled from her green eyes, taking in the sleekness of her waist before coming to rest on her firm thighs. "What did you have in mind?"

"Do I really need to answer that?"

Moments later, their bodies were locked together in a tangle of limbs, thrusting and grinding and that. "Boy, you don't waste any time, do you? You must have been on that boat a loooooooong time. Ah! Yes! Yes! Oooooooooooooohhhhhh! Baby, yes! etc."

A boot came flying past her ear. "Shut the fuck UP! Bloody cats!"

Before she could draw breath, Tom was gone, tail disappearing behind a packing crate.

"Call me!" she yowled hopefully, before heading back towards the bright lights of town.

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