Urine spurt onto the floor. Tears streamed down his cheeks. With each gush, his stomach tightened--as if thrusts of urine ripped flesh from within.
So much pain.
His head dropped. "What the hell is going on?"
As soon as he spoke, the sultry body of his one-nigh stand resurfaced in his head. Full breasts...succulent lips...hot, moist flesh...a perfect body that was...untainted?
"No!" he cried. "She looked so clean! I...damn it!
One night of pleasure became a lifetime of misery.
If only he had used that fifty cents.
                                                                          James Lewis