Megan quickly disposed of the diaper and washed up. Just as she was about to leave the bathroom, the door swung open and Deanna entered. She attempted to walk right past her, but Deanna blocked the way.
“What the hell do you want?” Megan snapped.
“Piss in any pools lately?” Deanna asked, grinning maliciously.
Megan was not going to take any more of her attempts to intimidate her. She had been embarrassed enough and wasn’t going to take any more.
“Listen, if you don’t stay away from me…” she began, stepping way out of character to spout her verbal venom.
“You’ll do what?” Deanna interrupted.
“I’ll call the cops and have your ass thrown in jail!” Megan threatened, growing red in the face.
“I don’t think so,” Deanna said firmly.
“What’s the matter?” Megan pressed. “Forgot your tool?”
Deanna grinned. “Keep talking. You’re going to wind up coming a cropper in the parking lot if you keep it up. So just talk all you want. You…