"A penny for your thoughts," I taunted with that sardonic wit I'm well known for. He looked flushed.
"Well, I'm off." I nodded at the chinks who were still chinking away and dropped a ten on the table.
"B-b-but we had a deal!"
"Yeah, right."
"But I let you come in my mouth."
I turned back to his still kneeling figure and my anger surprised me. "No! I let you let me come in your mouth! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE DIFFERENCE??" He shook.
I turned away in disgust. "You used to be my hero and now..."
"Fuck you!" he sputtered.
Without looking back I stepped out on the street. It was a beautiful day. Life, strangely enough, meant no more or no less than it ever had.