Billie smiled at the poor schmuck sitting at my bar. Of course he flushed redder than the shade on her pouty, perfect lips. Damn, her. Even her smile was indecent. If you saw Billie, you’d understand. She took great pleasure knowing how frustrated guys became around her.
In all fairness, Billie is no siren. She’s just your ungodly, curved in-all-the-right-places gal with hair thick as a mare’s mane and legs almost equally as long. When Billie walks into the room, all men instantly revert to prepubescent boys, clumsy and tongue-tied.
I’m the only one immune to her charms. I grew up with Billie when she was my little brother.
Thom host 3WW. This week's words: frustrate, indecent, understand. Not happy with my title. Any suggestions? Read more entries here.