I Licked a Slag's Deodorant by Jim Cartwright
The carpet was damp. I was cold in my vest. I licked her deodorant while she was out the room, what's happening to me? A crack-addicted street-walker and a vulnerable, broken man try to salvage an awkward intimacy away from harsh and ugly streets.Jim Cartwright is one of the mavericks of British theatre (Daily Telegraph)