(Continuing from part 1)
Tom has been homeless for almost two years now, squatting in ‘The Long’s’ for the past six months. He is only in his late thirties but he has been thinking that this is probably it for him.
Sleeping rough in a grubby derelict warehouse like this, half of the windows broken, filthy, smells of piss and shit. Piles of rubbish at the corners where the mouses run around even in daylight. He has been feeling itchy between his crotch but he has no means to even have a shower or bath, rarely have money for food let alone for medical care.
And so when he finds himself, on a chilly early evening sitting just outside The Long’s entrance, seeing two lean and completely naked figures get off the motorcycles driven by some bike gang, walking towards him, one of them a girl with very long dark hair fluttering by the wind, he thought he was dreaming. He thought he would never see a naked girl in real life ever again, and the closer they are, the more Tom can see that the girl is bloody gorgeous.