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    Twisted Triangles ch.9

    “Hey. Can I help you?”

    “Dance with me?”

    “But I dont know you. Clearly you would like to make the proper introduction before you start to make demands of someone.” Ok I know that I was giving her a hard time, but theres two things that I need to establish right off of the bat in LA: Im not some random twink that woman can push up on and have their way and I control the rhythm. That means I say when we dance. I say when its time we take this somewhere private and I say when we well you know.

    “A woman that knows what she wants. Ok then, Im Sandy” Alright then might as well go with it.

    “Bette Porter.” Give her a flash of the teeth and twinkle of the eye. Thats usually all it takes.

    “Nice to meet you, Bette. Do you want a drink?” She has the biggest grin on her face. Good to know my method of flirting hasnt stopped working. But I hold up my drink that Alice gave me. She looks a little disappointed.

    “Well, I could come with you to get one.” That works. She lights up and takes me to a more secluded part of the bar. Away from the women screaming their orders at the bartenders, but away from that mysterious Tina girl. But Sandy was cool. She was originally from the East Coast, and moved out here to work behind the scenes in the movies. Thats great it really is.

    No its so good I need another drink . Which these women are more than happy to give me. Sandy and Margie, and Tiffany. All of them nudged pasted Sandy, broke up our conversations and openly flirted with me. Tiffany, no Sandy right Sandy, was being a good sport about it, she sat and waited for them to finish with me. Or better me with them. Ok I am all for flirting and getting what you want, but if two people are talking, you dont interrupt. Because they were so rude I dismissed them all. But not before we finished with our drinks. But I guess when I called Sandy Tiffany just now, she took it as a sign as time to exit was now. Which is shame. But I didnt fight because at this very moment, I may be little drunk. We exchange numbers and I try to find my way to my brother and Alice.

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