100 Words – Drive By Flirting

bettie page flirting

I was the victim of a drive-by flirting. It started with an observation without intent. The woman at the bar had a Betty Boop beer cozy. I commented on it. She smiled and told me the story of her life as a Betty and showed me her Bettie Page tattoo.

It was when she pulled down her shirt, exposing the majority of her left breast, that I noticed one of her fingers was a stub. I laughed when her story of its loss mirrored my father’s loss of the same finger.

She grabbed my thigh, “let’s go.” I said no.

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Author: Tom
Writer, cyclist, RVer, etc.