– How ye feelin? ah asked. Ah was staring at her profile. Ah could see the ring in her navel where the top part ay her tracksuit had ridden up.

– Shite, she hissed, sucking on the cigarette.

– Dae some rocks, eh?

– Aye … she said, then she turned towards me, – ah’m feelin fuckin crap. Ah’ve goat bad PMT. The only thing that helps me whin ah’m like this is a good fuck. Ah willnae git one fae that fuckin cabbage through thair. That’s aw ah want. A good fuck.

Ah realised that ah was looking straight into her eyes, then ah was tugging at her tracksuit bottoms. – Ah’m fuckin well up fir that …

– Lloyd! she laughed, helping me undress her.

Ah stuck my finger in The Poisonous Cunt’s fanny, and it was dripping. She must’ve been touching herself or it was maybe the crack or something. Anyway, ah got on top of her and pushed my erection into her fanny. Ah was licking her craggy face like a demented dug wi a dry, chipped auld bone as ah pumped mechanically, enjoying her gasps and groans. She was biting my neck and shoulders, but the crystal meth had numbed my body and made it as stiff as a board and ah could have pumped all day. The Poisonous Cunt had orgasm after orgasm and ah showed nae signs ay coming. Ah stuck the poppers under her nose the final time and pushed my finger up her arsehole and she screamed like a fuckin banshee and ah expected everybody tae come ben the bedroom but nae cunt did. Ma heart was thrashing and ah was frightened ah’d just peg oot cause ah got that rapid blinking for a bit but ah managed tae control it. – That’s it … that’s enough … ah heard The Poisonous Cunt gasp as ah pulled out as stiff and tense as when ah had gone in.

Ah sat up on the bed trying to bend my stiff cock into a semi-comfy position in my jeans. It was like having a piece of wood or metal down your pants. You just wanted tae break it off and chuck it away. Ah shuddered at the thought of how high my blood pressure must be.

– That was fuckin mad … The Poisonous Cunt lay back and gasped.

Ah had tae lie with her until ah could hear the others go. Fortunately she fell into a deep sleep. Ah lay rigid, looking up at the ceiling and thinking aboot what the fuck ah was daein wi ma life. Ah reflected that ah should’ve fucked The Poisonous Cunt’s airmpits while ah hud the chance. If ye huv tae dae something unsavoury that yir gaunnae regret as soon as you’ve done it, then at least realising a sexual fantasy would make it mair acceptable.