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turned did Aki realize he hadn't followed her.
"Sure I can't deliver anything else for you fine looking ladies?"
He had cocked one eyebrow in what he probably thought was a devastating
expression. Connie thought he looked stupid.
"Positive. Do you want a tip?"
"Hey, babe, depends. I'd like three of them."
Aki opened the door. "Out."
"Hey, what's the problem -- "
Emily stepped toward him and assumed a karate stance. "Do not test
"Hey, I didn't mean nothin', just thought you ladies might enjoy
having ten inches of Italian sausage." But even as he blathered, he was
As soon as he stepped through, Connie closed the door on his
muttered, "Fuckin' frigid lezzie bitches need -- "
Shaking Aki head, Connie stepped into the dining area with her two
"Were you really going to hit him or something?" Kim asked.
Emily smiled. "I don't know the first thing about fighting, but
most ignorant men believe all Japanese are ninja assassins, trained from
birth in deadly martial arts." Aki smile faded. "It's unfortunate he is
such a pig; he could be quite attractive, otherwise."
"'Ten inches of Italian sausage'!" Connie repeated, shaking Aki
...(cont.)
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