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Deathrow dancer

He sat down in the visitation room and looked at her. She had full makeup on and was wearing a boa and high heels and a tanktop and a skirt. Full fire engine red lipstick and eyeliner and mascara and glitter on both eyelids. She smiled. Yesterday I had a good time wearing Las Vegas outfit with tassels on my hreasts and a feather on my back. I had my hair done up and crystals in my ears. And a diamond necklace. That sounds great sugar he said and winked at her. She winked back and kissed the window that was separating them. I was talking to the chaplain the other day and he said he can marry us. He said, smiling so his goldtooth showed. He grinned and she jumped up and kissed the window again. She sat down, excited. He held out his hand and she saw a new tatoo of a naked lady and a grim reaper and a hourglass. She looked at them. So some of the girls thought it´d be nice if we could do a dance show together to raise money to support you. Ok so what do you think? She asked and blew a bubble with the bubblegum. She looked at him, questioningly. That sounds great, they´re executing someone here tonight, it´s Marcus. Oh babe I´m sorry. She said, touching the screen. The rattle of the bracelets sounded through the silence. Yes, we are good friends. We became cellies when I was recently convicted and put here and he told me all the things he did when he was young. he went to sea and hung around with women and did drugs and partied. He was fun. He grew quiet and said nothing more. She didnt know what to say. But sorry. He smiled. The guard came and looked him over. Just a few more minutes he said and stood there, watching her. She smiled and blew him a kiss. He asked will you think about it? And got up, chains rattling. Yes I will give it a thought. She answered and left. I love you baby he shouted and she shouted back love you babe before the door slammed. Then she walked to the club, the silverdrapery hanging before the stage and the girls running around, whispering, giggling. Then the music started and the girls danced a full hour before she came on stage, half nude and wearing high heels. She danced and sang and the men cheered. A man smiled and threw money on her, and she smiled and kept on dancing. She did her Geisha number again and her admirors cheered. She took off her kimono and sang softly in chinese before someone else got on stage and did a new number. Then she came back, sitting inside a glass, filled with alcohol. She wore only a top and panties, and high heels. She sang while she moved in the glass Her legs kicking slowly. She did airkisses, looked at the men seductively and with closed eyelids she sang. My baby just can´t stop loving me, my baby just can´t stop wanting me.. My baby can´t stop loving me and needing me, yes my baby and she kicked her feet to the trumpet, loving me...
afterwards, she walked outside and the men cried out to her. She smoked a cigarette and hailed a cab. Then asked him to drive her to the greek monument where she was gonna meet her friend.




Prosa (Kortnovell) av Sofia Hällgren
Läst 295 gånger och applåderad av 1 personer
Publicerad 2016-02-07 21:29



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