Now I watched the silver Lexis pull up at the side of the lot nearer to the houses, and a sharp looking chick got out, dressed to kill in long boots with a pair of mean stiletto heels, “f**k me “ heels was what the boys on Avenue B called them. Under the streetlights I could see she was tall and thin with short dark hair swept back along the sides, and the splay of a punk rocker at the front. An open leather jacket that came down past her hips, and under that a miniskirt of some kind, so short that it left a great pair of legs happily exposed to be drooled over. The combination of that short tight skirt, the black pantyhose, and those sleek boots encasing her calves in shiny black leather, was enough to get any girl arrested for solicitation anywhere in the USA. But I knew this one was no
