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fucking
original.
“ You and Derrick on the
fritz again?” Amy asked.
“ No,” Carmen lied and
stopped to light a cigar.
Where had he been this
time? Rock climbing? Skydiving? Running with the fucking bulls? She
watched Derrick until he ducked inside the club then continued
walking.
“ Who was Derrick talking
to?” Amy asked.
“ Cinder. He’s been a
regular at the Bull for a few months now.”
Amy hesitated before
asking, “Have you—”
“ No.” Carmen shot Amy a
stern glance. “I think he likes the poles.”
Cinder wore a blue
rhinestone suit and yellow suede shoes. In one well-manicured hand
he held a large cigar and in the other, a moon pie that he’d
already taken a bite from. Cinder had to be the second most exotic
dresser who frequented The Bull.
“ How fares this splendid
eve for Lady Carmen and her consort?”
Carmen took a drag of her
cigarette. And she’d give him the number one slot for being the
most eccentric talker. “Just dandy.”
“ May I offer a
guess?”
The guy always got her
costume right but she never took it further. He seemed harmless
enough, but she had zero attraction for him and she sensed he had
even less for her.
Her game
of ‘ guess the costume and answer the
trivia = get laid ’ was a bit juvenile but
entirely entertaining. And in this podunk, backasswards town, a
little excitement could curb a strong desire to tie oneself to a
train track.
She nodded.
“ A sexy cartoon madam with
poodle-like hair and nose...with a bit of a western
spice.”
She shook her head. “How
do you do that?”
Cinder winked. “I have
traveled stars beyond dreams; your eyes make me quiver
still.”
Carmen nodded
indifferently. “Cinder, sweetheart, you need more Daniels and less
Cummings.”
“ Your Daniels I have
known, but your Cummings is much a bore.” He moved his face close
to Carmen. “But she walks in beauty like the night; of cloudless
climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and
bright.”
Carmen laughed and placed
a light kiss on Cinder’s cheek. “Byron. Now that’s more my
style.”
Cinder took another bite
of the moon pie and looked into the sky. “Tis a night of a thousand
stars and destinies aligned that we find ourselves one day afar,
but it will never forsake whom we are.” He leaned to look around
Carmen where Amy stood. From his minty cigar, Cinder swirled a
cloud of icy white smoke. “I must know the name of your lady
friend.”
“ I’m Amy.” She gave a
wave. “What will never forsake who we are?”
“ Our sign from the stars
that we are eternally aligned.” Cinder’s face scrunched. “Such
unorthodox vibes pour forth this moment in time. Is it too forward
to ask of your sorrows and pains?”
Amy’s eyes grew wide,
gawking at Cinder as if he were some sort of celebrity.
Carmen snatched her by the
wrist. “Her day’s been awesome. Catch you later.” She dragged Amy
through the door as Cinder gave his verbose farewell.
Just inside, surrounded by
country music, drunken chatter, cigarette smoke and dim lighting,
she pulled Amy to the side. Carmen fished through her own purse. “I
have something for you.” She found the purple vibrator, still in
the package. “Meet Bastet.”
Amy scowled. “Put that
away. What would Shane think?”
“ It was his
idea.”
A short brunette with
pigtails and shorty shorts leaned over Amy’s shoulder. “I have that
exact one, ‘cept mine’s pink. You’ll love it.” She disappeared into
the crowd.
Amy snatched the vibrator
and shoved it in her purse. Her arms crossed over her chest, she
glared at Carmen. “You gave it a name?”
Carmen mimicked Amy’s
angry expression and body posture, but with a touch of
exaggeration. “I name all my playthings.”
“ I can’t believe Shane
would ask you to buy me a...toy. What was he thinking?”
“ He wasn’t thinking. He’s
got a penis and he’s breathing. But the brute is in love with you
on a diehard level, so take the gift
original.
“ You and Derrick on the
fritz again?” Amy asked.
“ No,” Carmen lied and
stopped to light a cigar.
Where had he been this
time? Rock climbing? Skydiving? Running with the fucking bulls? She
watched Derrick until he ducked inside the club then continued
walking.
“ Who was Derrick talking
to?” Amy asked.
“ Cinder. He’s been a
regular at the Bull for a few months now.”
Amy hesitated before
asking, “Have you—”
“ No.” Carmen shot Amy a
stern glance. “I think he likes the poles.”
Cinder wore a blue
rhinestone suit and yellow suede shoes. In one well-manicured hand
he held a large cigar and in the other, a moon pie that he’d
already taken a bite from. Cinder had to be the second most exotic
dresser who frequented The Bull.
“ How fares this splendid
eve for Lady Carmen and her consort?”
Carmen took a drag of her
cigarette. And she’d give him the number one slot for being the
most eccentric talker. “Just dandy.”
“ May I offer a
guess?”
The guy always got her
costume right but she never took it further. He seemed harmless
enough, but she had zero attraction for him and she sensed he had
even less for her.
Her game
of ‘ guess the costume and answer the
trivia = get laid ’ was a bit juvenile but
entirely entertaining. And in this podunk, backasswards town, a
little excitement could curb a strong desire to tie oneself to a
train track.
She nodded.
“ A sexy cartoon madam with
poodle-like hair and nose...with a bit of a western
spice.”
She shook her head. “How
do you do that?”
Cinder winked. “I have
traveled stars beyond dreams; your eyes make me quiver
still.”
Carmen nodded
indifferently. “Cinder, sweetheart, you need more Daniels and less
Cummings.”
“ Your Daniels I have
known, but your Cummings is much a bore.” He moved his face close
to Carmen. “But she walks in beauty like the night; of cloudless
climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and
bright.”
Carmen laughed and placed
a light kiss on Cinder’s cheek. “Byron. Now that’s more my
style.”
Cinder took another bite
of the moon pie and looked into the sky. “Tis a night of a thousand
stars and destinies aligned that we find ourselves one day afar,
but it will never forsake whom we are.” He leaned to look around
Carmen where Amy stood. From his minty cigar, Cinder swirled a
cloud of icy white smoke. “I must know the name of your lady
friend.”
“ I’m Amy.” She gave a
wave. “What will never forsake who we are?”
“ Our sign from the stars
that we are eternally aligned.” Cinder’s face scrunched. “Such
unorthodox vibes pour forth this moment in time. Is it too forward
to ask of your sorrows and pains?”
Amy’s eyes grew wide,
gawking at Cinder as if he were some sort of celebrity.
Carmen snatched her by the
wrist. “Her day’s been awesome. Catch you later.” She dragged Amy
through the door as Cinder gave his verbose farewell.
Just inside, surrounded by
country music, drunken chatter, cigarette smoke and dim lighting,
she pulled Amy to the side. Carmen fished through her own purse. “I
have something for you.” She found the purple vibrator, still in
the package. “Meet Bastet.”
Amy scowled. “Put that
away. What would Shane think?”
“ It was his
idea.”
A short brunette with
pigtails and shorty shorts leaned over Amy’s shoulder. “I have that
exact one, ‘cept mine’s pink. You’ll love it.” She disappeared into
the crowd.
Amy snatched the vibrator
and shoved it in her purse. Her arms crossed over her chest, she
glared at Carmen. “You gave it a name?”
Carmen mimicked Amy’s
angry expression and body posture, but with a touch of
exaggeration. “I name all my playthings.”
“ I can’t believe Shane
would ask you to buy me a...toy. What was he thinking?”
“ He wasn’t thinking. He’s
got a penis and he’s breathing. But the brute is in love with you
on a diehard level, so take the gift
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