Heavy party days, I was going into the women's room at the local dive club with a female friend to do some extra-curricalars, or PEDS as some may call them. Went to close the door and a hand grabs from the other side and pushed it open. In comes a pretty lit Chet Childress. We hadnt invited him in, but did a shot with him earlier and I believe he "sniffed out" what we were up to.
"YA GOT COKE?!" Mr. Childress screams in an inquisitive yet demanding way.
"Uh yeah, of course," I reply.
"Lemme get a bump!" he re-torts, and who am I to tell him no?!
So I gives the guy a pretty decent blaster in both nose-holes.
Chet then begins to tell us about art, skating tranny, tells my friend the secret to dropping in and then takes a piss in the sink and dips out.
Didnt see him again for the rest of the night, or ever for that matter.
FIN