Disabled
She smiled.
She came out of the bathroom purposefully naked, walking towards his wardrobe and picking up a choice shirt.
“You really love that stuff, don’t you?” She questioned, aimed at drawing his attention.
Ken was inhaling some powder of cocaine he had cut out, raising his head up each time he took a sniff.
“Yeah." Ken sighed, hitting his head in a forgetful manner.
He turned to look at his guest. “Damn!” He exclaimed at Nicky’s nude figure.
Nicky smiled and cat-walked out towards the veranda, a curtain of beads demarcated them permitting ken a see through.