Mandy's Bathroom Bust

Heroin, a heroine, and a g***bang happening in the stall next to him.

This tale is from the perspective of Richie, an addict working at the docks. Follow his discovery of who is in the stall next to him, and a torrid tale of what he does with that information. Here is a sneakpeak:

So it didn't surprise me when I heard the door kick open, a couple guys hustling in. I could tell from the clicks, that they had brought a companion with them, and didn't need to see the heels walk by. Pasty white legs with black heels, followed by a pair of Jordans and some Yeezys, was all I could make out from my vantage point.

“Got some fine thick p***y tonight” I heard one of them say, followed by a smack.
“I like’m thick.. shiet” replied the other.
“Hold up b****, let me get my d*** out” one said, the stall door next to me creaking open.