Brief Affair
Sep 9th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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On night three of a four-day meeting, four of us drank in a bar. I played up to Jim, who was 20 years older, the boss, and buying.
A young blonde walked up and clasped Jim’s shoulder. “Let’s dance.”
Jim cut out faster than our company bonuses.
“She should be carded,” Tony said.
Jim returned quickly and gulped his drink. He signaled for a refill.
“You’re early,” Phil said. “I didn’t expect you ‘til morning.”
Phil, why don’t you suck up to the boss?
“Was she a pro?” Tony asked.
“She shanghaied me,” Jim said, “to dance with her mother.”
From Guest Contributor Tom Snethen
Tom is an Oregonian writing about the scoundrels he met in the chemical industry and being alone and scared as a widower at fifty.
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