Dancing Girls

Girls, Girls, Girls

The blonde and her friends were enjoying themselves, bouncing in their seats, waving their slightly bent arms, and looked to be snapping their fingers while rolling their shoulders back and forth. Now, all four of us in the big blue Cadillac were quietly staring at the Toyota Celica and the dancing girls inside. I watched them singing and laughing with hawk eyes. These girls were exciting. Then blondie turned around and looked at me again, we made eye contact and time seemed to stand still.

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