Diamonds and Stars

Darren Sant

Martha crossed her legs and every man in the Deuce of Spades noticed. Mind you that wasn't saying too much, the bar was half empty and the few drinkers there were preferred their own company. The Deuce was a place you passed through on the way situated somewhere between despair and rock bottom, but it had a cheerful barman.

She stretched on the bar stool and every man in the bar felt two degrees hotter as they eyed her ample bosom straining at the fabric of her blouse.
She appeared unaware of the effect she had on the group attention of the bar.
“Dave, I’ll have another beer over here love.”
Her Essex accent sounding out of place in the Reno bar.
“Coming right up.” The barkeep acknowledged.

He carefully placed it down beside her.
"Something to eat with that?"
"What have you got?"
"Burgers, fries, ribs."
"You can't do a girl a tofu salad?"
"I don't know what that is even."
She chuckled.
"I'll pass on the food Dave."
“What brings a girl like you this side of the pond?”
“A girl like me? You think you have measure of me do you Dave?” she raised her eyebrows at him.
Dave held up his hands in mock surrender.
“You know what I mean.”
“Oh, you know…unfinished business.”
“Really? What’s his name?”
“Cheeky. Let's just say it'll be a big surprise for him and leave it at that.”

She sipped her drink and regarded Dave, inclining her head slightly. Vivid green eyes sparkled with mirth.