"Welcome" Said the husky and bulky bouncer dressed all in black. Jayden gave him a nod as he made his way to the bar. The atmosphere was dark with a smoky haze that permeated the air like a foggy blanket. Women skirted around clad mostly in bikini thongs skinny tops that barely concealed the nipples of their surgically enhanced bust lines. Skinny ones, fat ones, tall ones, short; long hair, nappy hair, curly hair, wavy hair, shaved heads and bob cuts; whatever a man could conceive of in a woman the SoftBox had it. From afar the females had all of the right curves and bumps in the right places, up close and under the right lightening, the women looked harsh, crude, cheap, and used up. They wore too much makeup in their attempts to mask the brutality of the hard life that they were living in a fast reality where their bodies were the commodities on the open market.
"Need a date tonight?" A blonde woman with skin as dark as his asked as she took the stool next to his. On the surface she was beautiful and if a man kept everything surface level she passed the test. She was good enough for a blow job and he could probably fuck her too. Avery was right, since when did he start carrying about how they carried themselves or how they look?
"Maybe?" He figured there was no sense in wasting time. If he started now he could be home in bed in about an hour and a half. She cut him a smile and he couldn't stop the inwardly cringing that his flesh did involuntarily at seeing her toothless smile. Damn I'll probably get a lot of suctioning action with that mouth he couldn't help but thinking. She cocked her smile to one side of her mouth as if she knew what he was thinking.
"How much you're willing to spend?" She asked while simultaneously touching his shoulder gently with one hand and slipping the other one between his opened legs and gently stroking up and down on his dick.
"Not much…" His insulting words had no effects on her. She just smiled that toothless smile of hers and kept stroking his dick until she could feel it straining against his pants trying to get out.
"Hmm, fifty dollars and I can have your ass singing Rockin' Robin…" She said demurely all the while Jayden tried to picture his ass whistling that old catchy tune.
"For another fifty I can crack your toes with my tongue up your ass." Abruptly Jayden stood up and then he felt his legs going numb and had to sit back down.