their game was improving
seeing shots combinations
however
executing those had been slimpickins
ones that fell elated
them whether one or the other made it
it wasnt queer to
celebrate the others success
they werent
playing for money yet
walking around the pool table
originally he tried to enforce
courtesy by getting out of the buddys frame to shoot
action
not words
motherfucker
even when
hed ask him to move wasnt takin the
hint
he told him he wasnt asking
any longer
Wanna get the fuck
out of the way
maybe he thought he was being
cute
he wasnt
Woudya get out of my
field of vision
truth was if he was a chick
she could stay
he was not
after each shot made or missed
they get up on the rails and assess the next shot eithers next shot
discuss it
buddy was late to the game
he on the other hand in his youth
made bank hustlin
as a matter of fact he dropped
out of college twice to shoot
years
ago
he saw the table completely
different
before buddy shot eightball nineball
he had him explain where he was going and where he intended to lay the ball for
his next shot
he saw rudimentary shots
Don get better ifya don
challenge yourself
We arent
playing for money Yet
silently he watched buddy survey
the ball arrangement
what he saw was significantly more elaborate
Decided
I have.
Where ya going
buddy said
an while buddy was saying a long ago game in
Miami against a knockout chickthey were playing for clothing suddenly waft into
his mind
she was down to her panties
she kept standinwigglin bentover in
his field of vision
gyrated above the pocket he was going to
when he beat her out of her panties she told him she
wasnt taking them off if he wanted them
hed have to take them off her
he took his sweet time about it
Where
ya going
buddy
elaborated
Howbout this
Didn’t see it.
That’s tempting, but not that tempting.
Yahweel
too bad he could see what was in his eyes
after 1600, Saturday,
17 2. 24
0903, 2sday,
20 2. 24
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