Backseat.

One evening as i was walking home,i heard a car horn and turned to see alongside me a friend in the van he drove for his company.As i walked over i noticed J was in the passenger seat holding a can of beer(It was his first ,my friend later told me).He was in the hyper mood that small amounts of booze put him in,and excitedly insisted that we go for a drive.I squeezed into the back of the van,and we took off to cruise randomly.I sugested we go to the pub,but J had other ideas.We were near the docks and J exclaimed that he wanted to look at the prostitues.As we drove down Father Mathew street ,close to the river J almost screamed,,Look at that!,,As my friend parked the van by the riverside,i could see what had got J so worked up.A girl in her late teens or early twenties was standing by one of the entrances to the narrow alleys that run off the street,it was obvious from her dress and deamonour what she was up to.It was now fairly dark and there was no one else about.J seemed almost possesed with excitement.D....., he said ,,why dont you go over and ask her to get in the back?,,,,Why dont you?,,I replied.,,I want to watch you having sex with her,,he answered.I laughed,i assumed he was joking.,,Ah go on D...!I promise i wont wank,,An unpleseant image came to mind,me fucking the girl in the back,my friend drinking cans in the drivers seat,and J,looking in the rear view mirror ,happily pulling himself off.I refused point blank.J pleaded with me to do it,hed even go and get money from the atm.It started to go beyond a joke.Im not joking when i say that this went on for about another 15 minuites.J,in his annoying whiney voice pleading..,,But D.....,,!At some point we noticed the hooker was gone,and much to Js dismay but me and my friends relief ,so we finaly drove off.This episode marked a definite cooling in my relationship with J,which in the coming months was to get worse.