Jack in bar walks over to Jill who is chain-smoking cigarettes. Jack says How

much for a half-n-half? Jill scans crowd, exhales How much do you have? Jack

runs fingers through hair and rubs eyes and looks over shoulder (bar cluttered with

business suits and casual wear) says Well, I just pulled some out of the bank. It's on

tip of tongue. She exhales, winks at a guy coveting a glass of Jack, adjusts bra and

thumbs her breast under blouse Ten big ones. Jack blinks, eyebrows V, spits

Ten. Oh come on, that's a little pricey for you. She blows smoke in face I said big

ones. Hands span pockets and wallet while he mumbles incoherent self-discrimination.



Mean while, a guy over bar and Jack whispers for bartender's ear Another drink

for the Jill. Jack sees this and sees the bartender walking over to the Jill with

drink in hand. Jill ashes cigarette and says What's it going to be, Ten big ones and

half-n-half, or nothing? Jack hides face. Jill says Well? Jack pulls hands

through hair. Says: (Delineator), mischs-prache | Lascivious | Global_Village_DOTCOM,

Demarkation - jaded - Pastiche, Amorous.

by
Jack J. Oster™


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