The pale new moon was just breaking thru the cloudy sky. The wolves were standing on the corner, watching, waiting as the girls walked past. They glammed them and made dirty suggestions. The girls crossed the street and ran as fast as their new higher heels let them go. The wolves roared with laughter and shouted after them, ‘Babies, Babies, go home and drink your milkie poo.’
Two young couples had just crossed the corner that the big mouths thought they owned. The wolves verbally accosted them. The girls backed off while their dates stood their ground. One put up his fist. The taller, heavier one pulled a knife out of his back pocket, swished it around. Hank, the leader of the pack, was not the cleverest of fools but was smart enough to realize that blade was not rubber. ‘Let’s go guys. Plenty of meat to chew on around here.’ The three friends turned toward Knife Man and each gave him a finger, then they walked quickly away.
They swaggered, slapped each other in a more or less friendly way and agreed on a new position. ‘Let’s go to Movie World. It’s around the block. One of their ten shows is surely leaving out soon. Maybe we’ll get lucky and see the twerps come out of ‘Dolly and Dick.’ They stood together in the lobby. All they had to do they believed was be patient.
They splurged on a five buck tub of popcorn, spilled about a buck’s worth, before the movie doors opened and very few people came out.
About ten minutes passed before a large audience came out of Dolly and Dick. Old foggies hoping for a thrill and youngsters claiming to be seventeen were separated by the wolves. A threesome of youngies appeared as if wishing had made it so. The wolves followed their scent and made their moves. Gil asked the tallest girl, ‘How was Dick?’ She averted her eyes and snubbed him completely. The girls walked faster.
Evie spoke to her friends, ‘Come on Candy, Lil, don’t pay attention to those jerks. Let’s go!’ They stepped up their pace. So did the freaks, who got closer to them every second. Mike blocked their way. ‘Whoa, Ladies, where do you think you’re going? We’ve got something for you.’ ‘None of your business, Boy, go away,’ Evie looked like she was ready to spit on hit. Gil spoke again. We have more dick than Dick had. Want to see? Relax, keep us company.’ Candy, the smallest and most probably the youngest, opened her satchel-like purse and yelled loud enough to be heard in Canada, ‘There’s more than enough Mace in this cartridge to do you all in. SCRAM!
Hank was the first to suggest, ‘Let’s go, guys. These babies are no fun.
The guys laughed, called out as they headed elsewhere, ‘You don’t know what you’re missing, Children,’ and hurried off to their next position.
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