Indian Girl Riding

She reached under the table,grabbed the lump and repositioned it.No one noticed. There were lots of fleeting eyes on Chris,however. God, what a relief... Marissa could be crude, tell aterrible joke, pick her nose, whatever, and no one would think anything was out of place. She chalked that up as a major plus of being male."You can always go in through the pocket too," Chrissuggested."Oh, okay. Interesting. It gets in the way a lot, doesn'tit?"Chris stared at her, eyes falling to his new. Various quotes and artistic images covered the walls. In a corner was a small slightly raised stage- more of a deck, really- with a single dim spotlight shining on a microphone stand with a stool next to it, in place for the weekly poetry open-mike nights. Track lighting left some areas better lit than others. Everybody was welcome at the Electric Raven and questions weren’t asked. The clientele represented an interesting cross-section of Chrystal Heights. Several mohawked punks lounged on a. More

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