Bump and Grind



The work-night was over; still too early for dawn.
“See ya, Jimmy,” Darlene said to the doorman.
Stepping into the morning chill she adjusted her scarf.
“G’nite, Miss Drake!”

She walked away from beneath the darkened marquee that read:
“Girls, Girls, Girls”


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10 thoughts on “Bump and Grind

  1. Amazing how you paint this scene with so few words. I really enjoyed the connection with the next story, too!

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