3-Day Stand Part IV
Ruby and Ron clean up
“Since you didn’t lick it all off,” he says to the ceiling, “I guess I’ll have to take a shower. Want to join me”? Ruby’s bright blue eyes, rimmed by glaring white, peer from her blackened, mousse-encrusted face. “I could try again,” she offers. Rolling to his left in the sticky mess of sheets they’ve made, Ron cracks a big smile across his multi-colored, chocolate sprinkle freckled face. “Then you’d get fat, my love.” An...