There on the corner of Tenth there’s this cute Filipino girl turning tricks. She has this tight white minidress that shows everything. I like the way she looks, and we trade a few jokes. I take her back to the hotel with me and do her long and slow from behind on the single bed with a half a tube of K-Y and one hand slid down between her legs, the other playing with her tiny breasts. I kiss her neck and then her mouth as I enter her from behind; she’s got this stud piercing the center of her lower lip. It feels pretty bizarre and I kind of like it. She does good work for fifty bucks, and she’s really cute, with nice tits. But she doesn’t match Connie. Maybe it’s because she lets me touch her. Maybe I’m just still in love or some such bullshit. Either way, I give her the fifty bucks and an extra twenty for staying till morning. And I can finally get to sleep when she takes off around dawn, leaving cheap perfume on the pillow.

I wonder if the dyke has weekends off. It looks like they’re just getting out of bed, or maybe getting back in. I crouch on the fire escape just outside their apartment. Mickey and Connie are going at it.

I want a cigarette, real bad, but I’m too close to their window, which is open. They might smell the smoke and look out the window, and see me crouching there in the midday shadows. Then again, they’re pretty distracted. Connie’s down on her knees, wearing just her red slip and a pair of black lace-top fishnet stay-ups, and the dyke’s standing over her, one of those weird contraptions hanging out of her jockeys, looks like she’s got a strap or something underneath. Connie’s going at it like it’s a real cock, her mouth and tongue drawing wet swirling patterns up to the thick flesh-colored head and then back down to the balls again, which look unbelievably real. Connie moves her mouth up and gets her lips stretched around the head of Mickey’s schlong, which is no small job, believe me. Then, with what looks like only a faint effort, Connie chokes the whole unbelievable shaft gradually down her throat until her lips are wrapped around the base. I shake my head, suppressing the urge to applaud.

Mickey rocks her hips in time with Connie’s ministrations. Connie lets the cock slip out of her mouth, then rubs it between her firm tits. It looks like Mickey’s ready to get down to business. Connie looks up at her man and nods.