I give to you a story in eleventy-one words...
‘She wants you, man,’ Alan exclaimed. As if on cue, our waitress returned with a tray holding three shots of an unknown amber liquid. Alan gestured to the empty bench; the attractive Latina sat. ‘Jameson,’ she responded to our curious glances. We bid each other good health and downed the drinks. ‘Do you have a story?’ Alan slurred. He gave me a sideways glance and winked. She nodded and told us of her recent trip to Miami. She had ventured unknowingly with a friend to a swinger’s party in Key West. When she left, Alan yelled, ‘Can you believe that? She wants you!’ I watched her glance back at Alan’s ring.
