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like some people just never change.
    I pause as I pull open the door. “You know…” I wait to see if he offers me his name, which he doesn’t. “Loralee down there is definitely known for being the queen of head, but for your sake, I hope she isn’t also the queen of STD’s. So, if you were thinking about furthering this little shindig you guys have going on, I’d recommend double wrapping. I’d actually recommend you keep your dick away from all her holes, including her mouth.” By now, Loralee has pulled away to look at me while also giving me a better view of what had been in her mouth. I gulp at the sight of it and refuse to lick my lips again. “But it’s a little late for that one.” I watch as his face changes from pleasure to amusement before I quickly move inside letting the heavy door slam behind me.
     

     
    I push back the head of the girl whose name apparently is Loralee. It’s not as though I would have given two-shits and even asked. I couldn’t care less, to be honest. I just got into town today and was just looking for a release. She was more than willing to comply. But now, ever since that hot little thing openly watched me getting my dick sucked and enjoyed the show, this chick is just feeling like a dog licking up slop.
    “Enough,” I say, trying to shove my now deflating dick back into my boxers.
    She huffs. “Wait, why? Is it because of what Dani said?” Dani. I let the sound of her name bounce around in my head. “Because what she said isn’t true. I’m gonna beat her.”
    I lift my hand to shut her up. “Listen here, sweetheart. This has nothing to do with her. It has to do with me not getting anything out of your mouth. I lost interest. My dick lost interest. I could lie and say that I have a case of whiskey dick, but we both know that isn’t true. Maybe you just suck at sucking tonight. It’s okay.” I pat her shoulder. “We all have our off nights.”
    “Well, tonight is about to be Dani’s off night. She’s gonna wish she would have never come back to this town.” She storms off as I buckle my belt. I lean back against the building and replay the events that just unfolded.
    “Dude, you goin’ to come back in or what?” I look over and see my buddy Rusty flicking his can of snuff in his hand. I watch as he opens it, pinches some between his fingers, and places it in his mouth, positioning the wad with his tongue. I’ve never understood the concept behind it. I’ve always thought it was a nasty habit to get involved with. I mean, having all that shit in your teeth, and then what if you swallowed any of it? I’m sure that’s a guaranteed puke right there.
    “Do girls really kiss you after having that shit in your mouth?” I tease him.
    “For your information, I make it a point to refrain from kissing with dip residue in my mouth.”
    “Well, in that case, we can still be friends.” I pull open the door and motion for him to go in first. I’m ready to get back to drinking to get my mind off the shit that just took place, and I just pray that I don’t end up with a case of blue balls.

 
     
     
    I quickly scan my surroundings, looking for my brother. He’s at the far end of the bar shooting pool so I make a stop at the bar on my way back there. Gina, the owner of the bar, and my dad went way back. She knows me from when I was his shadow as a child.
    “DJ!” She comes around the bar to hug me, pushes back holding me by the shoulders, and gives me a once over look from head to toe. “You’re looking good, Baby Girl.”
    “You’re lookin’ good too, Gina.” I smile.
    “No need to suck up, Doll.” She smacks me with her rag as she walks back around the bar.
    “What brings you into town?” She turns around, grabs me a beer, and uses the counter to pry the lid off.
    “I just needed a break from Mom’s house. You know, with Brandy and all. Trying not to go to jail tonight.” I laugh.
    She looks past me to the back door. “Well, I hope that lil’