THE EXPENSIVE NOODLES
BY PHIL McANDREW
She disclosed a seductive smile as her wine glass touched her soft, full lips. Lucas couldn’t help but gaze at her lustily over his bowl of expensive noodles, aimlessly fondling his chopsticks. Maintaining eye contact, she gracefully removed her left breast from the confines of her tight red dress, leaned forward and dipped it into her soup.
Somewhere in the restaurant a plate crashed to the floor.
Published in the November 7, 2012 issue of San Diego CityBeat.