A size queen

Pushing at her shoulder so she'll turn around, what she sees is an about 6' tall slightly corpulent man in his mid 30s with a light brown complexion grinning at her "I know the kind of girls that come back with Jack smiling and not limping, you're a size queen and this" he grabs the spade for a moment before letting it go again "is just another piece of benevolent prejudice from someone deluding themselves that they aren't really racist because they like that big back cock"

Gaping at him for a few moments Kara splutters "Wha... no! I'm not... that, I'm not prejudiced against anyone, benevolently or otherwise, I like all types of big... er... I mean"

Leaning close as he grabs her upper arm he growls out "Then it's your lucky day, your kind of skills at taking big boys are just what me and my friend are interested in, so if you want a fucking that'll blow your mind and make Jack feel like a limp dicked high school sweetheart, come with me" as he starts guiding her towards the exit.

'Oh Rao, this can't be what Todd had in mind, a stream of guys fucking me in the back alley, and why do I care what he thinks anyway, besides Jack felt great, even if he did leave me high and dry without a second... huh, where are we going?' pulling weakly against the mans arm as he guides her into a side alley perpendicular to the one behind the bar Kara asks "Where are you taking me? I thought we were just going right outside to, um, you know... fuck?"

Looking down at her without slowing down, he steers her towards the street at the far end of this second alley "Slutty much? While I wouldn't mind having a go right now, I do prefer the comforts of a bedroom, my friends place is just around the corner there"

Her response of "Oh, I see... that does sound more comfortable yeah, but we can't be gone too long or my husband is going to worry" only elicts as chuckle as they reach the street and head down further away from the club.
'Shees, don't the city ever clean up the streets here, if I didn't use a bit of flying I'd have tripped over garbage several times over already... where are we even... oh, another dark alley, wonderful. If I wasn't impervious this would've been terrifying, alone so far away, a big strong man and his friend able to do whatever they want with me, and there's nothing I could do to stop them... Linda would love being this out of control I'm sure... though maybe a bit worried too'

As they walk further down this latest alley, Kara starts to pretend to pull a bit more at her arm "You said it was right around the corner, not however far this is, I think I want to go back now ok?"
Her protests are met with silence for another 4-5 steps, before he stops and looks down at her "Don't worry, this is it" before using his free hand to press a button by the door. A few seconds later a voices from the intercom goes "Yeah?"
Pushing her towards what she assumes is a camera, his answer of "I brought the talent" is met with an immediate buzzing sound as the door unlocks.

As they walk through a trash strewn hallway and he starts more or less pulling her up some stairs, she can't help notice the walls 'That's a lot of graffiti and writing... for a good time call... black power... alien supremacy... and the url to something called blackened productions...' as they cross a second floor and start up another set of stairs she starts pulling more at her arm "You have to let me go ok, this place is freaking me out, my husband is going to call the cops soon ok?"

Stopping so suddenly in front of a door that she almost trips he casts a glance down at her as he bangs on the door "And tell them what? That his poor little rich wife vanished on a safari among the poor people and fucking some other guy, but not the first other guy she fucked that evening but a later one? Besides, we're here."