A Crack Dealer, Drowning In & Sex

The human reek was lesser in the room, replaced with a now-familiar chemical odor. Smoke, and something else. Something that made Lois Lane's hands shake with sudden, **** need...

Jenny Dunlap was lounging on a large chair, practically a throne, against the back wall of the room, sucking on a crack pipe. She wore a halter top, jacket, small black boots with zippers on the side, and a policeman's hat, but nothing else. One leg was resting over the arm of the chair, and a young woman, naked and shaved bald, a collar on her thin neck, was between her legs. Cleaning Jenny's pussy with her tongue.

There were used condoms on the floor, splattered of cum. One table against the wall, within arm's reach of the throne, was covered with baggies of white rocks, glass pipes, wads of filthy green cash, a large-caliber pistol, a pair of pink panties encrusted with cum. Four naked men quivered against the far wall, stroking their cocks. They seemed to be having trouble getting erections, and Lois saw the scraggly beards, hollow bloodshot eyes, little wounds in their face, brown and blackened teeth. **** addicts, every one.

The dealer opened her mouth, let white smoke fall upwards out of her mouth. The blue eyes focused on Di, Mara, and Lois.

"You bitches got my money?" Jenny asked.

"We've got a reporter," Di said. "Wants to interview you. Find out how we got this way."

The eyes drifted off Diana and shifted to Lois.

"Gonna cost you." She said, firmly. The reporter returned the gaze steadily, her spine straight, shoulders back, showing as little fear as possible.

"How much?" Lois said, and immediately felt it was the wrong thing to say.

The door to the room shut. Lois heard the bolts lock...and the reporter realized she was alone, outnumbered, in a small room with a bunch of **** addicts and a dealer...who snatched the pistol off the table and pointed it at the reporter.

"Let's start with...everything you have on you," Jenny Dunlap said firmly. "Di? Strip this bitch. Bring me the money."