Just Another Day

“It was definitely a hot and muggie day,” thought Laura as she wiped her brow for the umpteenth time. For the past five days her club, “Ladies of Luck,” had been out here prepping and serving food to the homeless. Laura continued to think, “It had to be in the upper nineties.” While spooning soup for the homeless, Laura noticed that some of the homeless actually kind of smelled good today despite the heat. The ones that smelled good did not even appear to be sweating. Normally, they smelled atrocious to her and she could not wait to be done and leave. However, their leader Margo had guilt tripped the club into giving back to the poor in the inner city and starting with the homeless here at Lion’s park.

Laura however, had to admit, the act did make her feel better about herself. Recently divorced for the last year and having her sister move in to help with the bills often made Laura feel down. But this actually helped perk up her spirits up a bit. The thought of being on the streets made Laura thankful for what she did have. Three beautiful daughters, a large house in the upper suburbs that was paid for, and a loving sister with her own beautiful daughter.

Laura continued to pour cheddar and broccoli soup into bowls and hand them out. As she did, she noticed again how outright slutty Catherine looked today. Of all days to wear a thin white blouse over a red brassiere. Thanks to Catherine’s sweat, the blouse was practically see through. One could clearly see the brassiere. The hip huggers also did not help anything as they revealed her matching red g-string. Of all the women in their group, Catherine was the only one that looked like a common whore all the time. Laura did not really like her, having been raised as a catholic an all. But she had to admit that Catherine was nice and helpful.

Laura ruminated on the woman as she took another swig of her water and instantly regretted it. She had been needing to pee for the last hour. However, the only bathrooms around here where the public restrooms in Lion’s park. They were nasty and dilapidated and barely worked, like much of the park. After years of disrepair, it had become a sanctuary for the homeless. Now she was starting to feel cramps from needing to pee. She needed to use the filthy bathroom or some bushes. She looked over at Tess and said, “Tess, take over for me, I need to use the bathroom.” Tess grimaced and took the ladle knowing full well how nasty they were.

Laura slowly made her way to the women’s bathroom. She was surprised to find that it was empty and it also smelled kind of good. She expected it to smell like urine, poop, and stale beer. Instead it smelled musky and like something she could not place. It was still dark with all the lights broken. The only light shone in from the doorway. Laura reasoned the lack of people was probably because her group serving food to them. The smell she reckoned was simply because of the female homeless must have some air freshener in the room somewhere. Laura quickly entered a stall and pulled her pants and underwear down just enough as she squatted over the toilet, careful not to make contact with the filthy seat. As she was near finishing, a slight bit of movement caught her attention. The bolt on the door was moving open on its own. Before Laura could reach up and lock it again, the door flew open.