he leaves at four. not much traffic after lunch.
if you need me, i'll be right over here. she slowly sashays away to behind the counter. butch watches her every step. phillip chews and watches butch's eyes. butch turns his head and catches phillip watching him.
very polite.
so is she dead or not?
i'm so sorry. but she's not. in fact it seems to have turned her on even more. she puts her hand behind butch's neck and slowly pulls him close for gentle kiss.
nosy little feller'.
i keep a cot in the back. but butch, still at the window, just keeps breathing. 153 ext. dottie's cafe - angle on sky - night (seconds 153