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I'd be agog (as the stranger), fucking out of my mind, wouldn't I? I would stop caring if she noticed me stare. My eyes would flick greedily from her shorts, to her shirt, to her face. She would notice, of course. My eyes would laser my need into her eyes, my naked lust for her. And she would be collecting lust-energy from all the men around her, eyes going from man to man.
And then her boyfriend, the handsome devil behind her, would whisper something in her ear. Selfconsciously, with a small voice that belied the vision she presented, she would start listing for him (but as if to us) all the bars where she would be performing with her band in the next month. And, as that lucky stranger, I would memorize them.
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Anonymousabout 13 years agoLove all the subtleties in this story.
I have never really gone for the mindless Wham Bam shit that is all over this website.
