Silver Tongues — Chapter 03

The bar smelled like cum. Not to the ordinary nose, of course. And if Alan concentrated, he could guide his senses past it, to smell the middling beer and cheap snacks, the hints of body odor permeating the space. It wasn’t a dive, but it certainly wasn’t classy. The people here were looking to get drunk, maybe have some fun, maybe find someone to go have fun with. Thus, the scent of cum. Or…