he wanted to jump-stand
hit her, at least slap her
these were his colleagues, not hers
they had rented her for the night, hadn't they
and he did the honorable thing didn't he?
declining?
how dare she pity him!
but she had turned back toward the bar
ordered a refill
and now surveilled the room again
like she had before she walked to him
eyes focused on his
hips swaying in her prowl
ah! she must have picked another possibility
she prowled away
he couldn't not watch
until the tug on his sleeve insisted
he looked down into deferential eyes
a pretty face, a pretty body
enticing "your friends told me to remind you
our party is over here
perhaps you should join us?"
stiffening, he felt twice a fool
and knew he would for days
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