Need catching up? Check out Act 1, Part 1 here and Act 1, Part 2 here. Enjoy!
With misguided confidence and a self-satisfied grin on his face, Legno approached the first girl he laid eyes on: Gloria Pane, a local bread maker’s daughter, one year above him in school.
“Older woman,” Legno said to himself. “Jackpot.”
Legno, moving with a fluidity of an eel in treacherous waters, sidled up next to Gloria. Leaning in next to her, he stated in an awkward aloofness, “I could’ve sworn we were in Palermo, but it certainly looks like Cougar Town from where I’m standing.”
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, Legno. What do you want?”
“Just to talk. I thought we could get to know each other. How’s your day so far?”
“It was fine,” Gloria said in an exasperated tone, “until some asshole tried hitting on me on my way home.”
Legno stood there, softly biting his bottom lip and nodding to himself. After a moment or two, he replied, “Okay, well we’re going to try this again. This time around, you’ll be playing the part of ‘Not a bitch.’ Sound good?”
Legno had always wondered what it was like to get slapped in the face.
Okay, moving on, Legno thought as he rubbed his cheek.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Diana Bontempo walking in to a nearby candy store. Wasting no time, he quickly followed her in, caring nothing for subtlety or tact.
As Diana picked a box of peppermint fudge off a shelf, Legno walked up, staring at her. She tried her hardest to ignore him.
“Good time,” Legno said, grinning like a goon.
“What?” Diana asked.
“Good time,” Legno repeated, still with that satisfied smile on his face.
Gloria turned her attention back to the chocolate, trying once again to ignore him.
“Bontempo. Bon means good and tempo time. Bontempo. Good time.”
“What’s your point?”
“Just wanted to see if you lived up to the name.”
Legno never wondered what it was like to get kicked in the testicles.
As he limped out of the candy store, he muttered “This day is horseshit” to himself. “All these girls think who the hell they—”
Suddenly, a thunderous roar of applause stopped Legno in his tracks. He couldn’t tell what exactly, but something was occurring at the other end of the street. A mass of people of all ages had gathered and were rambunctiously clapping and cheering. For what, he wasn’t quite sure.
Downcast and dejected, Legno half-heartedly made his way towards the crowd, hoping whatever it was would take some of the bite out of the awful morning he’d been having. As he drew closer, a sound pierced through the noise of the crowd. It was singing.
Oh, she loves to sing and she loves to dance/Buy her a drink and you can spank her ass!
A roar of laughter erupted from the crowd.
Flash her a smile and shoot her a wink/And then good sir, you’ll be seeing some pink!
The laughter continued, even louder this time.
If you need a snack then she’ll cook you eggs/And if none are left then she’ll spread her legs!
robaxin and orgasm TO BE CONTINUED
Your Domain Name That’s all for today! Come back next week (or so) to find out who exactly this girl is that these men are singing about, and more importantly, find out what Legno thinks of her. See you then (let’s hope) for Act 1, Part 4!