Suck It And See

She wore red vinyl heels and a tight, cherry-red dress, high and low in all the right places. Her black hair tumbled over her shoulders and framed her bright brown eyes and fat pink lips. And as soon as I saw her I felt my mind go spastic.

I watched as she walked along the street, her hips swinging to the cha-cha-cha, and I slunk drunkenly along behind her. Eventually she turned around and flashed me a smile; "Honey, i'm not the kind of girl you think I am."