“Yes, why?” I asked. Blowjob sex “Gerrum off,” someone repeated, “Off, Off, Off.”
“Oh bloody hell the things one has to do for a story,” she said and she started to peel her jacket off all sexy like. “Right, where’s the bog,” Johnno asked, ‘how could he not know?’ I wondered as it was a sodding two bedroom flat but then again it was pretty crowded. “Two fifty up front,” she said, “The rest when I get the story.”
“I’ll ring our April and check where they’ve gone,” I said, “Hang on a tick.”
I went to the phone booth, as it happened trade down town centre where our April was was a bit slack so she jumped at the chance of a hundred notes for a three way with Henry and me at Henry’s place so that was the first part sorted.
