The last bus to Cape Town about the eleven o’ clock before midnight. Peter was waiting for the fish tin to rattle off. Then she came in.
‘Hallo Beautiful! Come sit with me, ‘someone called.
Then a chorus of amateur wolves yelled, inviting her to come sit with them.
And Peter noticed how she glanced around uneasily. She was looking for a safe seat near a gentleman. But he did not feel gallant.
In Cape Town you don’t get gallant.
Then he saw a thug coming up from the back to take her hand. Suddenly she saw Peter and made up her mind.
‘Hallo Jerry!’ she exclaimed, and went to sit by his side. Peter did not know her from Adam and Eve, and felt sick. The thug hesitated for a moment. Then he, too, decided he was going to get tough.
But she addressed herself to Peter again.
‘When did u get out of jail for murder, Jerry darling?’ she cooed.
‘Last week’ Peter muttered unhappily.
The thug shuffled past to the door discreetly.
Peter did not know whether his reputation had risen or fallen. But some girls do think fast, don’t they?
Cheers!
Naeem
‘Hallo Beautiful! Come sit with me, ‘someone called.
Then a chorus of amateur wolves yelled, inviting her to come sit with them.
And Peter noticed how she glanced around uneasily. She was looking for a safe seat near a gentleman. But he did not feel gallant.
In Cape Town you don’t get gallant.
Then he saw a thug coming up from the back to take her hand. Suddenly she saw Peter and made up her mind.
‘Hallo Jerry!’ she exclaimed, and went to sit by his side. Peter did not know her from Adam and Eve, and felt sick. The thug hesitated for a moment. Then he, too, decided he was going to get tough.
But she addressed herself to Peter again.
‘When did u get out of jail for murder, Jerry darling?’ she cooed.
‘Last week’ Peter muttered unhappily.
The thug shuffled past to the door discreetly.
Peter did not know whether his reputation had risen or fallen. But some girls do think fast, don’t they?
Cheers!
Naeem
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