The cigarette hung in her mouth,
as an obviously phallic symbol.
Along with moist lips, an equal
cliché' to the phallic cigarette.
He'd seen all these things,
thought they where for him.
She plays with her necklace.
His mind plays tennis, snooker and football
with the bedding possibilities.
His minds wild tangent lust slobbered.
deafening him to the rooms
clattering teeth.
Her cheeks redened,her pupils
dilated.
"she wants it!" he thinks.
"I must ask before she finishes
her drink!"
He gets up standing erect(I'm really laying on the symbolism here).
and strides, with all his masculine pride,
towards her table.
She finishes her drink, looks at the barmaid she'd
been talking to, and leans forward and kisses
her,tounges and all.
They leave.
He's still standing erect,but,this time it's
not a symbol.
And it's back home,on the sofa with a porno,
that happens to feature two woman
who look a little like the two in the bar.

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