Lesser Evils, Part 10

10 – Run It Through The Dog The night turned into a mini-fiasco, as it was bound to. It started when a drunk Zack started chatting up a woman dressed like a Halloween version of a dominatrix (black vinyl looking bra top, matching tight skirt, heels high enough to stake a vampire with), with a fairly realistic Chinese dragon tattoo running from her stomach to the base of her throat, curving around like an apostrophe, peeking out of her bra like it was taking a measured gaze at the crowd. She didn’t look that into him, but humored him because he bought her a drink, and then an angry boyfriend showed up, a muscle bound behemoth who looked like he just walked out of the Road Warrior, with a brand (not a tattoo; an actual brand, burned into his upper arm...

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