Gene was sulking at the bar, trying desperately to drown his sorrows. Life was so unfair to the captain of the Outlaw Star. He was the one with the gun and the kung fu moves, it was an unwritten rule that girls have to be automatically attracted to his type. He was dangerous and manly, two qualities that turn women’s legs into rubber when he walks by. He had all the qualities of a lady-killer, so why was his sidekick getting so much tail? Jim was supposed to be the tag along, not the main attraction. Gene had spent months warming those girls up to his perverted needs, in another few months, Gene was sure that he could of convinced even Aisha to go with a threesome. In spite of this, all his plans had been shattered by some chemical accident that had turned two of his women’s twats into gluttonous animals. He didn’t mind if they could fit more up their cunts, he was steamed because what they were shoving in didn’t belong to him.
“Life aint fair.” Gene mumbled drunkenly. He nursed his beer and brooded about his life further.
“Why do all them girls want to cram kids up their pussys. It should be me up them cunts!” Gene’s outburst went unnoticed by everyone in the bar. They were all too preoccupied with their drinks, their underhanded deal or their hookers. Although, one mans interest was peaked by Gene’s words.
“Excuse me,” The man said to Gene.
“What yah want,” Gene slurred as he looked towards the person talking to him.
“I couldn’t help over hearing what you were talking about. I have to ask, is it true?”
“What true?” Gene asked. Gene was having trouble looking at the person talking to him because all the booze was messing him up. What he could make out was that the guy was wearing expensive clothes, if the guy had money, then he was Gene’s new best friend.
“What you said a moment ago about your lady friends being able to as you elegantly put it ‘cram kids up their pussys’.” The patience didn’t wane from Gene’s drunken behavior, he just kept on smiling.
“Yah it’s true. The gals got gooed by some crap at some company and know they got my little buddy up their privates like he’s some dildo boy or something.” Gene was rocking back and forth as he spoke. He was still very dizzy from all the alcohol that he had consumed.
“Interesting,” the man muttered as he rubbed his chin in thought.
“Could you take me to see these interesting females?” The man asked politely.
“I don know.” Gene didn’t usually take men home after he went to bars, what would people think?
“I’ll pay you,” the man added. That was enough for Gene; he grabbed the man by the arm and lifted him up. Dangling his arm around the man’s shoulder, Gene started stumbling out of the bar with his new acquaintance.
“I’m Gene by the way.”
“Minos, Minos Charlanton at your service.” As they left through the backdoor, Suzuka walking in through the front, just barley missing the pair.