Night Stands
Followed by a female body encased in dirty coveralls.
“Well, sir. I ain’t your buddy, at least not yet. And we’re closed today. Pipes busted and half the course is flooded.”
We stood there looking at each other for a few moments. I understood the social conventions, and I knew it was my turn to speak. I also knew how to be witty and charming. But all those powers seemed to have escaped my brain. You see, she just stood there in dirty coveralls, her wild red hair reigned in by a dirty Titleist visor, her piercing green eyes, face streaked with grease and dirt… I wasn’t prepared for how she affected me. I felt an immediate stirring in my loins. I had never met anyone so striking before.
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