He's of middle eastern descent and hires exquisite looking women
to follow him around his greasy spoon tucked in the back of a mall.
He's balding and seems to cherish his paunch as he pats it.
Skin colour is no obstacle and it's not unusual to see him grinning
so slightly a few feet from a plunging neckline
explaining policy while his middle aged wife rings in a sale.
I can see him in my mind strolling around his house with her, into hanging-garden
sunrooms with fountains. A vibrant cigarette between his lips.
His kitchen all chrome. I doubt he misses many cracks of dawn.
His neon buzzes, his burgers are big with white bread and greasy fries.
Every couple of months a new starlet agrees to flip them
while he works the books a hum above a saunter.
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Posted 2 weeks ago
SkaaDee, on 27 July 2010 - 08:46 PM, said:
He's of middle eastern descent and hires exquisite looking women
to follow him around his greasy spoon tucked in the back of a mall.
He's balding and seems to cherish his paunch as he pats it.
Skin colour is no obstacle and it's not unusual to see him grinning
so slightly a few feet from a plunging neckline
explaining policy while his middle aged wife rings in a sale.
I can see him in my mind strolling around his house with her, into hanging-garden
sunrooms with fountains. A vibrant cigarette between his lips.
His kitchen all chrome. I doubt he misses many cracks of dawn.
His neon buzzes, his burgers are big with white bread and greasy fries.
Every couple of months a new starlet agrees to flip them
while he works the books a hum above a saunter.
to follow him around his greasy spoon tucked in the back of a mall.
He's balding and seems to cherish his paunch as he pats it.
Skin colour is no obstacle and it's not unusual to see him grinning
so slightly a few feet from a plunging neckline
explaining policy while his middle aged wife rings in a sale.
I can see him in my mind strolling around his house with her, into hanging-garden
sunrooms with fountains. A vibrant cigarette between his lips.
His kitchen all chrome. I doubt he misses many cracks of dawn.
His neon buzzes, his burgers are big with white bread and greasy fries.
Every couple of months a new starlet agrees to flip them
while he works the books a hum above a saunter.
Nice cameo, I think I know the guy, his burgers are vile but his doner and his falafel are good. I don't eat there though, it's the coffee for me (oh the coffee) and perhaps the occasional distraught starlet needing a shoulder to cry on.
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Posted A week ago
Hi Skaadee,
Sound like my kind of place
TC
jim
Sound like my kind of place
TC
jim
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