Bleeding Cross

Maki and Sanou are sitting on the railing dividing the street with bustling cars and the sidewalk bustling with rushing people with places to go. They have their eyes set on a woman heading their way. Maki says it again, “B.” Sanou puts forth his same answer, “A.” They go back and forth.

Maki hops down from the railing, “Only one way to find out. She’s coming. Push me into her.” Sanou takes out his phone and pretends to be horsing around as she approaches, laughing too loud and not looking where they are walking to complete their act. He pushes Maki and he falls into the woman’s breasts.

“Oh shit, Sannan. Stop fucking around. I’m sorry, m’am. My friend here is a goof.” Sanou tips his head apologetically, the woman says no problem and continues on her way with nothing lost as do the friends. Maki waits until she is out of sight in the opposite direction, he takes the scrunched black lace undergarment he unhooked when he fell into her and dangles it in Sanou’s face. He rubs his nose and