As you walk back to your car with the girls, the shorter one tells you her name is Minxy, and introduces her statuesque friend as Big Lindsey. They walk either side of you, arms linked saucily in yours, brushing their hips against you whenever they can.
When you get to the car and open the door, they begin to squabble about who gets to sit int he front seat, next to you. You watch them with amusement for a few seconds, flattered. You could step in and pick a girl, or let them sort it out themselves. |