it happened in a
restaurant, a low class restaurant. where all the riff- raff went. It was here
that I had my realisation about blonde women, not all of them are the same but
I’d say 76% are. i was there because I had free coupons and my gut started
eating itself. I had been there for, say, 8 minutes. a blonde woman came and
sat opposite me. not direct opposite. a large table then her table were in
between us. if im honest I didn’t particularly notice her. she wasn’t mind-blowingly
beautiful, her body was not cared for, compensated with tacky gems and
diamonds, skin tight clothing, maybe that once belonged to a baby prostitute.
slim but saggy. pleasant breasts. hardly any bare skin on her face, congealed
in MAC make-up. eyes that were soul less. blonde hair like a ragdolls, her best
asset, she knew it as well as I did. I watched her for 10 more minutes. its all
it took to come to the conclusion. she was a hussy. next to her was 2 boys and
a girl, no older than 14. they paid no attention to her. she was desperate. she flicked her blonde
hair like it was a weapon. sending out signals. this happened every minute or 2
without fail. tossing it. twirling it . caressing it like it was her favourite
lover. she done this all the while catching glances at her underage prey. im
not implying she was planning to act upon her impulses. they were her side
dishes of the meal. she looked more of the sugar daddy type. she wanted
attention to prove she still had it. she was compensating. she picked up her
fries and placed them in her mouth. chewing them like she was a naughty kid who
had been told to eat her food ‘properly’ and ‘respectfully’. after she
swallowed she had a Mona Lisa smile on her wrinkled face. she began licking her
salty fingers, one by one, seductively. looking over at the young boys with
femininity in her eyes . they took no notice. too busy wrapped up in their own
‘innocent’ lives.
i got up and left. she took no notice of me.
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