Stop Sign
The light is red.
"Stop it." he says.
"What?" She replies.
"You know."
"No I don't."
He looks at her again.
"Yes you do."
She rolls the mint in her mouth again.
"No, I don't." she tells him. She pushes the mint between her lips. Then smiles.
"What happened the last time?" he says to her.
"When?"
He looks round to her, finding his eyes landing on her thighs. "The last time you did this."
"Did what?" she asks again. The mint is being rolled around her mouth again. Slowly. Clacking against her teeth. "The last time I did what?" she says again, the tease in her voice. The small mint is pushed and held between her sensual lips. The look in the eye is challenging. He hears the sound of the horn from the car behind them.
The light has turned green....
END
