I Love To Love You

"Um," I looked at our new friend, "Why don't you order for us, we are pretty easy." I smiled.

"When it comes to food." Al grabbed me and we sat down at the furthest table.

Ben ordered while Al whispered to me, keeping an eye on the boys at the other table. "Easy... Don't even think of it, I see you looking at Ben. He is just a kid, we are here to find men."

"I haven't seen a man since we left New York," I looked back over at the table of boys, they were trying to interact with us but Al wasn't having any of it. I crossed my legs and smiled at them, I liked being looked at but I could tell they were looking at Al's breasts and not my legs.

"Don't bother the girls," Ben told the other table, and then he left and said he would get us when everything was ready.

I assumed Rita was the one who brought us over something called 'Sopes,' full of pork, red sauce, lettuce, tomatoes, and cheese. It was of course wonderful. Big Al didn't talk the entire time she ate.

"We are coming back here," I told her. "We should take the Mello Yello lady next time, to say thank you."

When we were finishing up the six boys from the other table came over to talk to us again. I started to get tense as they surrounded us, but Ben showed up and shooed them away.

***

"Try 'em." The old man asked me while Big Al once again laid her breasts on the counter.

"Oh my god they are perfect, they don't even squeeze my earlobes," I giggled. My other ones left a throb in my ears for hours afterward. I threw the old ones into the metal garbage can with a clink. "Thank you," I told him, "And thank Ben." It was the best three dollars I ever spent.

Ben appeared when he heard his name. He just smiled, I could tell he was shy and I was thinking of all the things I could do with a boy like that, but Al made me wave goodbye and pulled me away. I took one more look and waved to Ben.

Soon we were outside, "Men not boys." Big Al reminded me as we headed to my car.

I heard the squeaky door behind us. "Um, girls!" Ben was calling and walking towards us. "If you two are not busy tomorrow, there is a concert." He handed us a flyer, obviously, he tore it off of the wall.