I had what you people would call a casual encounter, and I’ve just got to tell you about it. I’m kind of a celebrity now — at least around the pool hall.

It is Saturday night, ten-thirty or thereabouts, and I am shooting pool with the neighborhood guys. The joint is crowded, noisy and smoky. Benny, my best buddy, is getting ready to break when all of a sudden the noise dies down and all eyes turn toward the door, mine included. And what do we see but this drop-dead-gorgeous blonde stuffed into a flaming red dress. She’s got the face of an angel and a devil of a body. There are catcalls and whistles as this doll wiggles her way toward the manager’s office in back. She’s got it all: ass, legs, tits, the whole package.

Now right away I peg her as a hooker come in off the street... Read More