The first girl, the one with the shoulder length brown hair and the blond highlights, in the little black dress and the little black coat, and the pearl necklace, and the black hose and the very high heel black shoes had just straightened up from a very impressive ninety-degree bend at the waist to retrieve a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the large black bag at her feet, presumably to hasten the arrival of the bus that would take her home, when the second girl, the thin as a tall bamboo stalk Japanese girl in the affected naughty school girl outfit, the equally short plaid skirt, the equally high heels, and the button up starched white blouse that did little to conceal her small firm brown-tipped breasts, who had been walking up the sidewalk toward her, stopped, and asked if she could have a cigarette too.

The first girl nodded, and smiled. The second girl leaned in. The first girl placed a cigarette between the first girls lips, flicked open the lighter, her flame sharp and bright in the early evening dark, and lit the second girl's cigarette. They stood for just a moment eyes fully connected, the flame of one in the other's mouth, their common addiction and uncommon beauty mutually appreciated before the second girl sashayed off up the street, taking long drags and smiling to herself, the first girl also smiling and smoking as she watched the sway of the second girl's receding ass, both of them confident and assured that the other was counting this encounter as her best and most intense spiritual fuck of this rapidly fading Thursday.