Ms. Lady

Hey, Ms. Lady.  Yeah, you.  I like whatchu workin’ wit.  You can’t hear me, but I’m checkin’ you out, nonetheless.  Sippin’ on Patrón, gettin’ my courage on in order to squash my shyness. Know what I’m sayin’?

Man, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pair more attractive and perky.  I bet all the fellas tell you that, huh? I can see why.

Damn, you taunt me and you know I’m gonna look ‘cause “Imma man,” as they say. Whatever. Beauty is beauty. And if you got it, flaunt it, right? You definitely got it.

But seriously. Whatchu got is special, Ms. Lady. Again, I ain’t gonna fill your head wit nonsense and tell you what I think you want to hear. I noticed ‘em from across the room. How could I not? I see how you command attention of men; how they think of the simplest things to say just so they can talk to you.

So seductive. Damn. I mean, they are so big and so full and so round. Just perfect.  I guess God blessed you when he endowed you with such an asset.

I can’t fake like I don’t see ‘em, cause I do. They make wanna get close to you. You know…GET ALL UP IN YO GRILL. Serenade you, even though I can’t sing.

Dang, Ms. Lady. I don’t know you, but I would like to get to know you before either of us leave this place.

I’ve held my composure long enough. And the Patrón is working…

I don’t mean no disrespect, Ms. Lady, but I just gotta tell you: you have the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen.

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