3// limousine
The curb was dark and dusty
many girls who worked the street
were whistling and trying to get work
Time ticked along
and my head was beginning to fill with doubts
what if Grayson had lied?
what if he wasn't coming to get me?
A sleek and shiny shadow
paused right up against the curb
it rumbled like thunder
and looked like a gem
amongst the dirt of the street
A man stepped out and opened the door
for me
for me
I hopped in
without a second thought
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S U I T S (#2)
Short StoryLife consisted of men and lace Then Grayson took Ophelia home Life began to consist of wealth and S U I T S *Sequel to L A C E* ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Best Ranking: #152 in Short Story 19/1/16