have a drink

She had a sudden urge to have a drink. She didn't really like to drink, but she wanted the drink as a prop: sophisticated, dissolute. She walked down the stairs to the kitchen and, after digging around in some cabinets, found an old bottle of whiskey. She put some ice cubes into a glass and poured the whiskey in, then lounged against the sink and sipped the drink.

It was awful. Just terrible, but she **** herself to take a little more. She liked the way it made her mouth feel, the way it stung her throat with just a hint of suppressed evil. Yes, this was what a real whore would feel.

She had just poured it down the sink when the back door opened....