neocracy1998

a living?" The cabbie asked, breaking the silence. "I work in a corner shop, in town." She responded. "Oh, there in the town centre?" He asked. "No, in the town where I live. It's just a small news agents. Been there a few months now." She reached into her carry-all once more retrieving her lip stick, and dabbed the rosy colour over her top lip. Then pursed her lips together making sure to even out her makeup. The journey continued, uneventful. They both continued to flirt, with witty comments here and there. But eventually the cab pulled up outside her residence and she proceeded to pay the fare and exited. The cabbie's glance never detracting from her slender frame as she strode to her front door, inserted the key into the lock, entered and closed the door behind