...and then he was a she...
Just fer the hell of it, a drabble
This is a work of adult fiction.
No resemblance to reality
should be inferred or expected.
Copyright KLS 2008.
Wild Times
By Kristina.L.S.
… plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She said hey babe, take a walk on the wild side…
"Huh… just some old song."
"Lou who?"
"Oh, this? Just tweezers and a razor."
"Well, I'm just deciding. So whatya think,
this skirt and top… these heels?
Or… this dress?"
"Hmmm… yeah I agree, the skirt and top."
"Why? Whatya mean why?"
"Just because, it feels right."
"No, it doesn't. You do still want to go?"
"Oh, we can still chase chicks.
Just I'm lookin' for a different type."
Doo da doo da…….
~~with thanks to Lou Reed
Comments
Mere Seconds Ago
You must have posted that. I love that old Lou Reed number. Nice one Kris,
Hugs,
Joanne
Oh you know
I mean, hell.. my best mate wants to go to this party. So I say sure, but... well it wasn't quite the way he thought, ya know. See, I always fancied myself as a chick, right, but he never caught it...so, here we are. Yeah, so it's a one sided conversation... I am only one side, well if ya doesn't count the girl boy thing. So, anyway he's pretty cool about it all as long as he gets in and gets ta chase up a girl he fancies. I think he actually thinks I look ok, I mean he wouldn't walk in the bloody door with me if he though I'd dent his image would he.
So... whatya mean drabbles are illegal? Says 'oo? I mean, shit it's a bit a discipline innit. Yeah I know that's a rude bloody word. What bloody? No dicipline ya daft shit. No development, no character, all too bloody short. Pisses people off. Oh what now... so there's some old fart knockin' on the bloody door talkin' about bloody royalties. Yeah well screw him, when I get paid he gets paid, simple really. Lou who?
Kristina