Amanda had barely scurried into the alley and past the dumpster when she tripped and fell. What she took to be a large bag of trash let out a startled yelp and shoved her off.
"Get back! I wuz jush shleepin'!" a filthy figure exclaimed. "Hey, get yer own place ta sleep!"
Jade giggled, while Amanda wiggled around in garbage bags until she was facing upwards again. "Here, help her with bikini," Jade said, flinging the bottoms to the homeless man, who stared at Amanda while the fallen girl stared back.
"Jade?" Amanda called out tremulously while the ugly man licked his filthy lips, rubbing the once-pristine bikini bottoms in his hands.
"Guarding alley!" Jade called back. "You change!"
Amanda flailed around in the garbage bags until the man shoved the thong into his pocket and stepped forward.
The man's eyes fastened onto her barely constrained breasts as he stepped forward, saying with remarkably lucidity, "Here. Gotta turn you over."
Amanda had just gotten her feet under her when the man flipped her over with surprising strength. With horror she felt his hands undo the bikini top before yanking the gauzy white robe down her arms.
"Here. Have some whiskey," he said, pulling on her hair and bringing a dirty bottle to her lips.
"Wha...?" she started to say as the **** poured out against her lips. Her instincts seemed to kick in and only a little was wasted before her lips.
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