Page 121 of Dirty

He looked at Sandy. “Smoke’s single. According to the rumors, he’s got a cock like a mule, but I can’t say if it’s true or not.”

“Is that big?” she asked.

I spit out a laugh. “Like a horse, Sandy. He’s got a dick like a horse.”

She widened her eyes comically. “Okay. Is that big? Is a horse hung?”

“Ever heard the phrase hung like a horse?” Adam asked.

She shook her head. “Nope.”

Adam laughed, reached for her hand, and lifted her frail arm. After looking at it, he released her wrist.

“Horses have a cock about the size of your wrist. Hell, I don’t know, maybe your arm.”

She looked at her wrist and then at Adam. “Oh, wow.”

“Can you set something up, maybe? I asked.

He shrugged. “If you want. Maybe we can all go out.”

Sandy swallowed hard. “I’d. Yeah. I’d like that.”

He looked at me. “You ready?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I still don’t get why you had to drop me off at work.”

“Told you, he said. “We’ve got somewhere to go.”

“Okay, we’re out,” I said.

“I’ll follow you out.”

I tossed $20 on the table, and Sandy did the same.

After bidding farewells, we walked to the bike. Adam laughed as he handed me some ugly helmet.

“What is that?”

It was huge and had a dark black visor that covered the entire face.

“It’s a full-face helmet. And, it’s got a special visor.”

“It’s ugly.” I handed it back to him. “I want to wear mine.”

“Tonight, you have to wear that. At least for now.”

“Why?”

“Because that visor’s not see-through. You can’t see through it. I had it made special. For you. For tonight.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Why?”

“So you can’t see. It’s a surprise.” He held it at arm’s length. “Just put it on. Half an hour, that’s it.”

I sighed, pulled on the helmet, and buckled the strap.

And, my entire world disappeared.