City Of Sin

A massive man with an enormous gut was having sex with Rhia, a young female sex worker. He had black and grey hair covering his chest, belly, back, and arse. Rhia could hardly breathe, turning her face to the right to get some clean air and trying not to look at the sweating, fat, bald man pumping harder and harder. Petite, small-breasted Rhia pleaded with the gods to make him come, and then, like a gunshot, he stopped. His whole weight fell onto her.

The air-conditioner pumped out stale, barely cold air. It was still a sticky twenty-eight degrees outside, and the humidity was high. She dug her fingers and hands into the fat at his hips, gulping for air as she tried to push him off. She put her right knee between his legs, forcing him out of her. She dug her fingers and hands into the fat, pushed and pushed until finally, she got a whole arm clear, then a leg and rolled out from under him. She got to her feet, covered in his awful sweat, pubic hair from his body attached to her skin. She ran to the shower, turned it on, got underneath the cold water until it turned hot, and stayed there until every inch of her body was clean from him.

Rhia wrapped a towel around her breasts and walked back into the main room, where he lay on his belly.

Dead.

‘What the fuck am I gonna do?’ she whispered to herself.