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My friends say no don’t go for that cotton candy
Son you’re playing with fire
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return-Steely Dan, “Babylon Sisters”
Molly came home like I said she would. “What’d your little girlfriend say about it?”
“Nothing,” answered Les. “I think she’s still pissed off. By the way, Joy asked me to give you a kiss for her.”
“Wait, am I supposed to be her girlfriend now too? If so I’m gonna need a cute dress.”
I was quietly relieved. Unwilling as I was to entertain Molly’s attention-seeking antics, it’s not as if I was dispassionate about her fate. Nor, frankly, was it ever among my life’s aspirations to be named a “person of interest” in the disappearance of a pretty white girl.
And so, my schedule cleared of any potential Dateline NBC appearances, I let myself relax about the coming weekend.
Well, not entirely. “The little one is great… but stay away from that other garl,” Chris had told me during our wild night out with the two young vixens. “She’s trouble man. I’m tellin’ ya.”
He ought to know; Chris has been working at bars and clubs since the tender age of five. He studies human character as carefully as I study women’s faces for signs they want to fuck me. Chris met the first girl we ever fully seduced, and most of the rest. He’s never been wrong.
And I’ve never listened.
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