Madam Mim
One Big Modern Mess
- Joined
- May 30, 2013
Jackie laughed. "Years of practice, kemosabe," she said, dropping her white folk accent and using the pone as a stop to scoop more chicken onto her fork and shovel it into her mouth. "All you gotta do is act like a real slick man and learn how to spot the right kinda woman. And Alice there," she gestured with the bread, "looks like she's turnin' out to be the right kinda woman."
Alice dropped the directory on the table. It was only about twenty pages, all told, but that was promising enough. The waitress flirted with Sam, and Jackie had to wonder if it was just for tips or if she swung both ways. When she turned her attention to Jackie the Apache swallowed and grinned.
"Always do like me a good chicken breast," she returned, allowing her eyes to linger again at Alice's cleavage. "Long and slow's just the way t' take it, too, til it just falls right off the bone and you gotta lick the juices right off your fingers. Sam here don't always take it real slow, but he's always real good at gettin' it all off when he eats." Sam flipped through the directory while she flirted, eventually finding an A.M. LaMonte who sounded like her best bet. Jackie tore her eyes away from the waitress to look at the directory. "Alice honey, d'you happen to have some paper and a pencil we could borrow for a tick to write this down?" she asked sweetly. "And maybe the address of that place you were gonna suggest?"
Alice dropped the directory on the table. It was only about twenty pages, all told, but that was promising enough. The waitress flirted with Sam, and Jackie had to wonder if it was just for tips or if she swung both ways. When she turned her attention to Jackie the Apache swallowed and grinned.
"Always do like me a good chicken breast," she returned, allowing her eyes to linger again at Alice's cleavage. "Long and slow's just the way t' take it, too, til it just falls right off the bone and you gotta lick the juices right off your fingers. Sam here don't always take it real slow, but he's always real good at gettin' it all off when he eats." Sam flipped through the directory while she flirted, eventually finding an A.M. LaMonte who sounded like her best bet. Jackie tore her eyes away from the waitress to look at the directory. "Alice honey, d'you happen to have some paper and a pencil we could borrow for a tick to write this down?" she asked sweetly. "And maybe the address of that place you were gonna suggest?"