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When Ladies Meet
When Ladies Meet It seemed I was on the verge of introducing my one lady friend to my stripper lady friend over coffee, but when my stripper lady friend got off work she was so tired she decided to just make the 45-minute drive back home to Bay Minette. No call or text begging off first, of course. It's just her way. Supposedly they're each keen on meeting the other (my one lady friend professes to be interested in entering the other's profession) but we'll just have to wait and see. My ex-stripper friend in Colorado mentioned she has a lot of old outfits and shoes up for grabs. Maybe I should drop a pile of them between my two new friends and see if a catfight develops. In the meantime maybe I'll head back to Biloxi and see what happens if I just by chance happen to run into my favorite cocktail waitress in the universe again. Maybe I'm just not cut out for women in honorable professions like beverage service. "Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year." - Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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