11.Mar.14, 11:49 AM
Khoemi protested, loudly, at being dragged around and manhandled. He was not one of Gabrin’s useless whores! He was not anything even resembling a friend, regardless of what their airheaded wives thought! He would like to have pushed the smug bastard into a hole and kick the dirt over the top of him! He would like to, to, -- Khoemi scowled as he was ushered back against the wall, hand lifting to plant itself firmly in the centre of Gabrin’s chest and he gave a firm shove to put some distance between them, elbow locking and drunken eyes narrowing.
“Get off!” words slurred, and breath thick with the scent of alcohol, Khoemi glared at his unwanted brother-in-law. “What time together?” The sneer on his lips was twisted, and Khoemi gave a disgusted sniff as he looked down his nose at Gabrin. He had never acknowledged that tryst before, and Khoemi – drunk as he may be – was certainly not about to start then! “Still dreaming of what you’ll never get?” Khoemi’s voice had a lingering air of snide amusement in it, his nose scrunched up just slightly and his overall expression hardly pleasant.
“Filthy whore.” How many men in Gabrin’s household indulged in the same disgusting habit? How many of them had their wage supplemented by bending over for the disgusting creature Khoemi was forced to call a relative? Did the sick bastard’s wife know? Was she living in denial, or ignorance?
“Get off!” words slurred, and breath thick with the scent of alcohol, Khoemi glared at his unwanted brother-in-law. “What time together?” The sneer on his lips was twisted, and Khoemi gave a disgusted sniff as he looked down his nose at Gabrin. He had never acknowledged that tryst before, and Khoemi – drunk as he may be – was certainly not about to start then! “Still dreaming of what you’ll never get?” Khoemi’s voice had a lingering air of snide amusement in it, his nose scrunched up just slightly and his overall expression hardly pleasant.
“Filthy whore.” How many men in Gabrin’s household indulged in the same disgusting habit? How many of them had their wage supplemented by bending over for the disgusting creature Khoemi was forced to call a relative? Did the sick bastard’s wife know? Was she living in denial, or ignorance?