Skittery stuck his head down next to the unknown one, "So Slider, do ya wanna go out with me and Frenchy here."

"Is Jack going to be there?"

"No, I think he'd be off banging some broad." The girl named Frenchy laughed, "Another one?"

Skitts jumped down off the bed followed by the girl, "He gets a new one every week, so do you want to come or not?"

"Sure, why not?" I followed them down the stairs and out into the fading daylight.

We arrived at a small tavern, music was spilling out from it. Skittery dropped a hello to someone at the door and we headed in. Skittery sat down at the bar and got us all a round of drinks. Frenchy was swaying slightly to the music.

"Wanna dance?" Skittery frowned at this apparently offensive question, "Maybe when I'm a bit more drunk."

Frenchy glared, "Fine maybe I won't dance with you. Maybe I'll dance with Slider here. I bet he knows how to dance."

I gave silent protests as Frenchy dragged me out onto the floor. Frenchy leaned in closer to me and whispered in my ear, "I love Skitts, but he won't dance unless provoked, I just hope he doesn't beat the shit out of you."

I smiled sarcastically, "How thoughtful of you."

A giggle escaped her lips, causing Skittery to jump out of his seat. He gave me a forceful shove, "I'll be cutting in." They waltzed away together. I returned to my bar stool only to be met by Spot and a whore he seemed to have picked up from the local brothel, "What are you doing in 'Hattan?"

"I was informing Jack about my birthday party, it's going to be a week long celebration. I was headed home when I ran into the lovely. . . Elsa."

The girl frowned, "Elaine, honey."

Spot drowned another drink, " 'Course it is. You look down kid what's on your mind?"

"Not much."

Spot motioned to the bartender for another drink and re adjusted the girl on his lap, "Ya know what you need, a girl. I'll set you up with a nice girl like Ellie here."

"Elaine," she muttered again."

"Women, are beautiful creatures."

I nodded absently, and Spot continued, "Emma here probably has a friend just right for you huh?"

"Sure I do, hey Jennifer get over here!" A short girl dressed in a scandalous dress ran over, "Yeah?"

"Spot here's got a friend he'd like you to meet."

"That's really okay, I don't need to meet her," I said quietly.

Jennifer turned to Spot, "That's him?"

Spot nodded, "yup, why don't you uh. . . Show him the ropes."

"Oh right. . ." Without any hesitation Jennifer settled herself on my lap and started sucking on my neck. I pushed her away and muttered bathroom to Spot. I ran outside of the club massaging my neck muttering to myself, "Eww, eww, eww!"

Spot came up behind me lighting a cigarette, "Jenny's a real nice girl, how come you didn't like her?"

"She's just not my type."

Spot offered me a drag to which I gratefully accepted, "Look I don't mean to offend or anything, but you don't ya know sway the other way do ya?"

"Wait, what., no!"

"I'm just asking," I handed the cigarette back to Spot.

"I just I go for real classy girls, ya know?"

Spot nodded, "Sure, sure, the hoity toity girls who discover the "street rats" are better in bed even if they don't have money."

"Erm, yeah, those."

Spot's friend came outside, "Spotty, sweety, are we gonna go?" She started lick his lips, but Spot pushed her away, but she persisted until finally Spot pushed so hard she fell onto the ground, "I'm not in the mood, okay?"

Elaine started to blubber slightly, and flounced back inside. Spot turned to me, "I like women, I like to treat them with respect, but whores aren't acting out of feelings, they're just good for the night, and want payment in the morning."

"You want a relationship?"

"Nah, I can't ruin my reputation like that, come on I think I'll stay in 'Hattan tonight." Spot walked ahead of me and I followed after him.

I sat down on my bunk and Spot took the vacant one across from me. He stripped down to his boxers. I couldn't help but watch him as he did so, damn the boy was gorgeous. He climbed into bed. Just then the door flew opened and Skittery came in with Frenchy close behind him. She let out a laugh only to be shushed by Skitts.

They started kissing anFrenchy began to unbutton Skittery's shirt. Skitts' hands went down her body and grabbed her ass bulling it up to his waste as she wrapped her legs around his torso. He carried her into a small room at the back, and the door was slammed.

Spot glanced over at me and we both burst out laughing.

"Somebody's getting some," I said.

"Better him than me," Spot responded.

I woke up around nine the next day, seeing how it was Sunday, there was only the afternoon addition to sell. Skittery and Frenchy emerged from the back room grinning broadly. Skitts was only in his boxers, and Frenchy only wore one of his shirts.

A loud whooping went through the L.H. Blink commenting that at least some one got a piece of ass last night. Skittery blushed slightly, and they went and sat with Frenchy on his bunk.

Spot suddenly stood up, "Listen up everyone, starting tomorrow there will be a week long celebration in honor of my birthday. If there is one of you that isn't there I will be personally offended."

Another round of cheers swept through the Lodging House.