The fat, greasy mexican in the baggy pants and strap undershirt (remember, Naomi is a stripper in Tijuana.) smirked at her and said "We'', Senorita Crawford...do you have the rent money this week?"
Cindy nodded and handed him the wad of crumpled American and Mexican currency. Juan Gomez looked through it carefully, helping himself to one of her beers as he did so. Cindy sat down and thought about the trail of misfortune that had led her from her comfortable, middle-class american life to the vulgar fleshpots of Tijuana. She had a vague idea that, had she made a few good decisions, she'd have been somebody important right now instead of a fat, anglo whore working south of the boarder.
Juan finished his beer and went to her. "It's a little short." he said...and Cindy knew what he wanted.
She unzipped his pants and took his rather large penis into her hands. She fondled it to erection and then kissed the tip. Then, she took it into her mouth and began to work it 'old shcool'.
Meanwhile, Jim and the Leprechaun (who are behind this whole mess but haven't been mentioned for a while) watched Cindy finish with a grin. "Naomi's a stripper and Cindy's a whore. Any other ideas?"
Jim thought for a moment. This was good...but it could be better.
Make Cindy fall in love with Juan Gomez.
Make Cindy hispanic.
Make Cindy and Naomi lovers.
Let one or the other of them remember their past.
Find another victem to re-write.
Something Else
Sun Mar 3 12:32:06 2002