Go pick it up

You decide it isn't worth jeopardizing the deal over a dirty floor, especially when that little bitch was so prone to random acts of ****. Being a woman who deals **** in exchange for piss from rough guys means she has to know how to handle herself, and she does. Judo or some shit like that, she says.

You don't mind a little fight in a girl. In fact, in this world of easy submissiveness, a little resistance is the thing that turns you on. But you had to get the piss in her first.

You drink more from the can, then put it down and light your empty bowl, heating it for a long time with the lighter as you inhale, taking a huge hit from mass of resin clogging your well used bowl. You take in way more than you mean to and exhale a huge plume of resin smoke, coughing like crazy. You do this several more times before you start to get a headache. Fucking resin. Better than nothing.

You stand up and begin to get dressed, still taking occasional hits as your headache gets worse.

"Why do I do this to myself?" You wonder aloud, holding your head. You hit the bowl again.

As you exhale another cloud of smoke you look at the piss trail and begin kicking a nearby set of clothes around on it to sop it up. An unfamiliar pink velcro wallet falls out of the pockets. You open it up and look at the contents. Who the fuck is Mango? The wallet has some cash in it which you promptly take out and throw the wallet aside. The discounts keep coming.

You thank the stranger for their donation to your weed fund by opening the door and sopping up the puddle outside your door where Piggy had lain. You kick the clothes to beside your door. Dressed and ready to go you lock it behind you and start walking towards your car. You have a headache and you already need to piss pretty bad as the bright sun burns into your eyes.

"Hey! Ben! Wait up!" you hear as you get to your car.

You are approached by a large breasted blonde bouncing her way towards you with little pink hearts swaying on her nipples. Don't tell me I know this one... Jennifer! Your neighbor. The piss drinking one, you think. Fuck. She's gonna wanna steal my piss.

You guard your crotch protectively as you begin to dance, making it look even more like you pee than you did before. Shit.

"Hey you! Gotta go?" She looks down at your hands. "Need me to drink it for you?"

Your neighbor falls to her knees and opens her mouth wide, tongue curled down over her chin.

Knew it.