Leven-thirty Saturday Night

She greeted me with wide blue eyes and opened red lips. I figured her out as easily as two plus two. She sat at the bar on a backless stool wearing a backless black dress, her head turned towards me while her body leaned into the bar, a half-empty whisky glass in one hand, a nearly spent cigarette in the other, and her dark hair haloed by gray smoke.

Cherrio, Cherry Lips, Cherrio

It was Hamish’s choice to become a skinner; but, choices have consequences. The last memory he had of his little Elise was her pouty cherry lips saying “Ba-ba, Da.”

Kundalini Rising

Trevor looked into Sydney's eyes, but his peripheral vision was zeroed in on Sydney's small but well contoured and shapely bust. "Do I know you?" Trevor said.