You girls

“She fancies you.”

The smiling round face of the young teenage girl was here, her long honey summer hair caressed by the breeze. I laughed, and they both broke into giggles, hormones rejoicing, as their jeans vanished into the darkness of the shopping arcade


Pony tail

“Uh! Ah!”

The vibrant exclamations coming from across the street called my attention as a passing car caressed the track suited bottom of the young girl, her dark pony tail stressing every sound. Soon her profound eyes were drilling through my skull, my gibberish form was laying on the ground as she walked away, quickly followed by the sway of her hips.



“Have a good night!”

The loud voice was sharply followed by the sound of a hand contemptuously sinking on the young blonde’s bottom, barely hiding behind a narrow black band. The swirls of her flowing hair disappeared into the bright lights of the night.