Dialog

Do you want to know a secret? 

I just woke up. 

Blame it on the Bossa Nova. 

Bright lights, big city. 

Listen – do you want to know a secret? 

Roll over.  

Okay. 

I’ve looked at you from both sides now, and still somehow. 

Only skin deep. 

I got under your skin. 

What did you see? 

The one-eyed snake is blind. 

Uh-huh. Shallow too. 

That’s what she said. 

That’s what I said. 

Okay. 

Guess. 

What? 

The secret. 

Your name? 

Slam, bam, thank you, ma’am.  

Thank you, ma’am. 

Blaze. Blaze Starr. 

How old are you? 

Doesn’t matter. 

Legal tender? 

No comment. 

I’d rather not know. 

Here’s a clue for you.  

I’m waiting. 

The walrus was Paul.  

Paul? That’s my name. 

I’ll get dressed now. 

Reverse strip tease, nice, 

I must go now. 

Where’s my clothes? 

That’s the secret.  

Blaze Starr, right? I’ll find you. 

I’m all over the internet. Bye now. 

Copyright © Johnny Clack 2022

Published by clackker@gmail.com

I write short stories - usually about a thousand words, more or less - for my pleasure, and yours.

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