"Sit down. Have another drink. What’s your hurry?
Am I old enough to smoke? Yeah, in Mexico, ha,ha,ha…ah…
I love that one." ( She sneezed in her hand, the wetness
combined with cigarette exhale looked like steaming bits of
glistening oyster.) "I like your wedding band, married long?"
She exhaled, "I call it Butt Floss, would you like to try it on?"
She reached behind her and snapped her ‘floss’ underwear
like a suspender, which pulled it even higher up in her.
"The couch? No…I’ve decided not to sell it. Yes, I was going
to when you called this morning but, I’ve changed my mind."
Do you like my boots… On..? Yes, they’re firm… beautiful
pillows…in fact the whole couch is brand new. Go ahead sit
back down on it… Have another drink. What’s your hurry?"