Drag Queen was out with her trash. She had on neon green capris and a black top. She's got no tits but she does have ass-a-plenty. There was a cigarette stuck in the side of her mouth since both hands were full of trash.
Her containers are all neat in a row. several blue ones for the waste produced by making Ecstasy. A number of black barrels for the same thing and one small green barrel for whatever they have that can decompose, which ain't much. It could be for the looks, why even bother with a green barrel when you have nothing green to put in it unless you don't want to draw attention to the squadron of blue and black containers filled with empty plastic chemical bottles.
She was quite the site, jiggling trash in her hands, the cigarette butt wafting smoke in her face causing the cheeks of her ass to squeeze tight and balance the weight in her hands and gravity of her big ass. Good thing she doesn't have tits cause that would certainly have thrown her over one way or the other.
Then the strangest thing happened. With a flick of her stiletto nails, the lid flew open and in went the trash. Drag Queen knows her trash.
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