“Eh, why you no go w’ me to Duffy’s?” he asked. “I go dere now, you know. Maybe you could ha’ a drink an’ relax some ‘fore you meet up w’Chancey.” His eyes returned to hover below my neck.
“No, thank you.” I took my bag, amazed yet again, by the power of boobs. Nothing rivals their ability to make a man overlook truly pathetic qualities, even bizarre phobias, in a woman. “I need
to meet up with Chance. I’m sure you’re right and he’s just inside.”
“OK. But I be dere if you change yo mind.”
“No, thank you.” I took my bag, amazed yet again, by the power of boobs. Nothing rivals their ability to make a man overlook truly pathetic qualities, even bizarre phobias, in a woman. “I need
to meet up with Chance. I’m sure you’re right and he’s just inside.”
“OK. But I be dere if you change yo mind.”
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