Chương 24: Chapter 24: The City

THE IDYLLS OF MARCH – BOOK TWO OF 'THE LOVER'S CHILDREN'

I stir my coffee, sugar and creamer swirling spirals in my cup. And I sip. And wait...

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There you are...

I see you...

Patrolling your territory. Along with that other one you work with, with her bottle-blonde hair and over-inflated chest.

The pair of you pace up and down, parading to the passing traffic in your tacky skirts and your too-low tops, displaying yourselves...

Even whores can be pretty, I suppose.

You're wearing your hair up tonight. You've braided it into a coiled knot, sitting high. It looks complicated. You must have taken a long time over it. Or perhaps your cheap little friend did it for you.

Some might say it's classy, but I prefer it the way you wear it when you're not working: sometimes in that long ponytail, clipped behind to swing down to your waist.