"Fucking brats!" Barbara cursed storming into the house and throwing her purse on the couch. She was fuming after a baby threw up on her back and ruined her clothes. Her day was going so well after sealing an important deal at work. She went upstairs to her room to clean up and find some clean clothes. "How can anyone bare having those screaming little shits is beyond me." She took a shower to get the smell of sour milk, put everything into the washing machine, and sat down with a glass of wine to unwind. It wasn't worth losing her temper over someone's little crotch goblin. She opened her laptop to get her off it and focused on her work.
Three glasses of wine later, Barbara started to feel odd. Her thoughts were muddled and blurred together until they vanished completely. Something told her she needed to stop drinking but she couldn't put her glass down. The fourth glass emptied the bottle. She guzzled it down, spilling some on her shirt and wearing it on her chin. Every once brought her deeper into a dense fog. This hadn't happened before, and she knew that, but it was getting harder to think. It was surprising she was able to stand up and walk in the kitchen. There was a knock at the door. Barbara peeked her head out of the kitchen and cocked her brow. She wasn't expecting company. Her friends were rarely invited over. She sluggishly wobbled to the door and cracked it open. "Hello?" her words were a bit slurred, her eyes having trouble focusing on the rather tall dragon standing in the doorway. He smiled at her. "Aren't you going to let me in?"
"What?" his question sparked some concern from her, providing some clarity. "Why would I let some stranger into my home?" She tried to reach for the mace on the stand next to the front door.
"Because you invited me over." His voice seemed to clear away the fog, every word guiding her back to her senses but still very lost. She blinked and allowed him inside.
"Oh, of course. Please, come in." He walked in and removed his jacket. Barbara was still very confused why this guy was here. She barely spoke to other humans, so inviting a dragon was more than a little unnerving. Even though there was a certain charm to him. "I'm sorry but why are you here? I would have remembered inviting someone like you."
"It doesn't matter." He told her as he rolled up his sleeves and stared at her. The confusion on her face was so sweet to see, he grinned and slipped his hands into his pockets. Barbara wanted to protest his claim but there was something keeping her from speaking. It couldn't have been the wine. It was her favorite brand, and her house was protected by the best security system on the market. "What matters is that I am here to help you." He invited her to the couch. Barbara looked between him and the couch, becoming more lost than before. The stranger reached out and gently takes her by the hand. "I'm here to help you discover a piece of life you've been ignoring."
"Ignoring?" Barbara had her life planned out from beginning to end. What could she possibly have missed? The stranger nodded and brought her close pulling out his phone. She looked at the screen and gasped at the image of a woman sucking off a man. She tried to pull away, but he kept her close.
"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay. This is what you've been missing. You've been so miserable today you need something to make you forget all about what happened." She tried to hit him, but her hands barely made a sound against his skin, his words echoed in her mind and weakened any resolve to fight back. Her head was swimming around in a slosh, dazed and confused. Barbara's eyes locked on the screen, watching the woman expertly take a man's length in her mouth and coat in so much saliva it was dripping off the guy's sack.
