Never Meant For It To Get This Good

Bad Bitch Boys

I honestly didn't know what to expect when we got out of the car. We had parked in an alley, and when I gave Larry a questioning look, he simply shrugged and said that it'll be fine.

Abby had grabbed her cameras, (I had learned that she had 2, a Polaroid and a type of "fancy professional camera" Larry had groaned.
"Oh yeah, a warning to you Van, all she ever does is take pictures. Whether you give her consent or not" he scowled at her, and she simply ruffled his hair in response.
We made our way down the street, and I looked around, soaking in everything in my view. More people had started to show up, the streets now alive with the hustle and bustle of mid-day. Tall buildings were on either side of the street, some marked with graffiti, and others clean, but run down looking. It really had a homely vibe to it.

I look in front of me, and smile, crossing my arms.
"So this is the famous Pike Place eh?" I ask, admiring all the people, coming and going, stuck in their own worlds and muddling about their business.
Larry grins and nods, giving me a slap on the back.
"Wait till you try the food, it's fucking amazing," he groans, eyes rolling back in his head.
"That good yeah?" I chuckle, and look at Abby. She's got her fancy camera out, and she's taking pictures of this and that.
"It's like, having an orgasm in your mouth. Think about the best sex you've ever had, the rough, mind blowing, maybe even a little kinky sex, times that by a million, and then put that feeling in your mouth." Abby grins, not bothering to look up from her camera"

My mind flashes back to her
Her room was lit up with Christmas lights that she used for decoration, they let off a soft warm orangish glow.
Her eyes closed, mouth formed in a small O, our bodies melting into each other. Her bare skin against mine, the way she tangled her fingers in my hair, soft cries of "Van," escaping from her lips between moans.

I shake my head, pushing the memory away.

"So... Basically a mouthgasm? Is that what you'd call it?" I ask, scrunching up my nose.

"That's exactly what you'd call it" I hear a deep, unfamiliar voice say, and I turn, taking in the sight in front of me.

Three, no, four? Older looking blokes are walking across the street, coming to stand with us. The guy in the blue coat walked off, clearly not being a part of the group in front of us.

"Van," Abby says with a lazy grin, throwing her arms around the lad with the glasses.
"Meet the Bad Bitch Boys" she says, standing on her tip toes and presses a kiss to the guys cheek.
I look them over, all of them look slightly older than Abby, probably 18, maybe 20. The guy to my left had big fuzzy hair, in an Afro type of shape. The guy Abby was fawning over was about his same height, with frizzy hair as well, tied back into a pony tail or bun, I couldn't see. The last guy on the end, wore a hat that I couldn't remember the name of, and had cigarette in his hand. All three of them were wearing all black
Like me, I noted with a smile.
The lad with the hat offered his name first, holding out his free hand
"Names Bondy," he says with a smile, and I shake his hand nodding at his cigarette.
"M' Van. Mind if I bum a fag?" I ask, and I see all three of their faces light up.
"Abbs wasn't kidding when she said that you're British" said Afro, as Bondy hands me a fag, offering a lighter with it.
I light it up, inhaling deeply, and nod, handing the lighter back to him.
"Thanks mate, and yeah, I am" I say, rocking back on my heels, and exhaling a cloud of smoke.
"I'm Benji, and that's Bob," Afro says, nodding at the lad with the glasses.
"Pleasure," I say, and then blink in realization.
"Ohhhh I get it, all of your names start with B, that's why you're the BBB group," I say with a laugh, completely forgetting about Larry, until I hear him give an exasperated sigh.
"No shit Sherlock, we can save introductions for later, I'm starving, lets get something to eat," he says, and with that, we all walk into the market