Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Grease

We will figure out what you owe me later she said with a rue smile. After being stranded for two days I was willing to let her try even though I initially scoffed at the idea she could fix my car. I had known her for years and thought she was sexy, but now, with grease smudged across her cheek there was no doubt. I sat in the humid garage watching her sweat as she occasionally glanced back at me and I already figured out what she was going to charge me and damn I couldn’t wait to pay.



Owe, Doubt, Willing, Fix, Cheek

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