The Hockey’s Plaything
She Turned Her Back To Me And Looked Over Her Shoulder At Me, Smiling, And She Pulled Her Hair Away From Her Neck.
I Stood Directly Behind Her And Started Working On The Clasp Of Her Necklace. She Smelled Sweaty, From Whatever Bar She Was At, But I Could Still Smell Just A Little Of Her Perfume. Not Being Very Experienced With Necklaces, I Fumbled For A While Before Finally Unclasping It.
Brenda Turned Around And Took The Necklace From My Hands. Standing Very Close To Me, She Had A Blank Look In Her Eyes And Smile On Her Face. She Locked Eyes With Me, And Then Looked Down At Me, Then Back To My Eyes.