"You girls have any plans?" he asked in a low, growl voice.

"Whaddya have in mind?" asked Karen, smiling coyly.

"Do you have a friend?" asked Diane.

Coughing, he lit a cigarette. "Yep. He's at the place next door. Tryin' to find a pickup."

"What the hell's wrong with us?" asked Karen in a hurt voice.

"Nothin'. How the hell's he s'posed to know there's chicks like you in here? We only got here twenty minutes ago."

Diane shrugged. "Well, go and get him, for Christ's sake!"

He smiled and the girls saw yellow, uneven teeth. Without a word, he got up, turned, and walked out of the place.

"D'ya think he'll be back?" asked Diane.

"Why won't he?"

"I dunno. Maybe he doesn't like to be ordered around. There's guys like that, ya know."

Karen shook her head. "Naw. He'll be back. He seemed to be too horny to pass us up."

"Yeah. I guess so." She sipped her drink and looked at her friend. "I wonder what his friend looks like."

"We'll see, if you can manage to keep that juicy cunt of yours from gushin' all aver the rug!"

Diane laughed and raised her drink.

For the next ten minutes, they sat in silence, smoking and waiting for the two men to return. The waitress came over and asked them if they wanted another round. "Oh, hell," sighed Karen, scowling. "Bring us another one."

A few minutes later, she returned with the drinks. The girls lit fresh cigarettes and sat, pouting and thinking furiously. Diane was the first to break the silence.

"I think we scared him away," she said.

"How, for Christ's sake?"

Diane shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe we were too bold. Men don't like their women to be too bold, ya know."