How I Spent the Summer
Finally, end of fifth year - one long hellish nightmare. So much water under the bridge.
It's not the first time I've passed her; working tart. She's my age, I think. Attractive, everything else aside.
"Roxx, can do you for a song. Make you smile," Eyeing me licentiously.
My battered ego roused to her drumming.
"Come back at ten and you won't even have to sing," Roxx said softly as he was passing.
"Taking liberties with me?" I smirked.
"Oh, I hope so, tall, dark and decadent."
I did, damn me. Much too flattered by her fine features.