The young man.
The young man is sitting and waiting for his lift. He is in a strange town that he does not know very well. His hair is long and his clothes are rugged. Behind him is the modern shopping mall that he has just come through, when he made the phone call to his aunt so that she can come and pick him up by car.
In front of him, across the narrow avenue lined with medium sized trees, are some very old double story houses, which have recently been renovated to look like new. They are now all houses-of-ill-repute, where the working girls work and live. Two of them are visible to the young man as he sits and looks. They are on the second story balconies of two of the houses, parading their wares. The one to the left of him is a hot colored girl with a full and sensual body. She is clad in a skimpy green satin outfit, which accentuates her feminine curves. The young man looks at her long and hard, and with lustful thoughts. She sits on the wall of the balcony and looks out over the avenue.
Then his eyes wonder over to the girl on the balcony to his right. She is an extremely sexy young white woman with long black hair. She alternates her movements between walking around on the balcony, and sitting down in a chair. She is very beautiful; it is easy to tell, even from this distance. The young man sits and looks at the two women as his thoughts wander.
He would like to have sex with either one of them. They were unbelievably hot, and oozing with sex. He could feel the lust in his groins. There was a burning sexual desire in the pit of his stomach. He craved their bodies with lust. It was a vain desire, he knew, but still he sustained it for the sheer pleasure of the craving itself. He kept on looking at them with physical desire. He had no money, and these girls would be expensive, as they were obviously fairly high class prostitutes. Besides not having the money, he also did not have the time, as his lift would arrive soon. So, a fuck was out of the question.
Still, he could still look. Looking cost nothing. Looking was free. He sat and stared at their full sensual bodies in their sexual poses, as the time passed. It was a nice way to pass the time, sitting and looking at the two beautiful hookers. Of all the people walking in the avenue below them, the two young women seemed unaware of the young man sitting and watching them. They looked with easy glances over the crowd below, as they sat casually on their perches.
And still the young man sat and watched them with desire, as he waited for his lift to arrive. The people walked by him as he sat and looked and waited.
The End.
Copyright ' JP Brown ' 28/01/2007.
