Elaine & Me

As we stood facing the urinal, I asked him. "What do you think, are we in luck?"

"I don't know about you but Lorraine is definitely worth the effort," he replied.

"Elaine seems OK to me. Is Lorraine married? I see she wears a ring."

"I don't know yet but what does it matter she seems interested in me. I hope we can spend the rest of the night together." He added shaking the last drops away.

"Me too, I don't think we'll stumble across anything better tonight, lad." I said in reference to his position three years my junior.

When we returned I noticed that they both had freshened up their makeup and Elaine in particular was wearing a much darker red lipstick and her eyes were more distinctive with longer eyelashes and shadow.

I joked as I sat down. "I see you two have your war paint on would you like to go somewhere else. This place is beginning to get a little crowded."

"That would be nice," Lorraine said with a smile of white teeth shining through red lips. "What do you have in mind."

"Would you two girls like something to eat? We would be happy to buy you dinner in exchange for your company tonight," I added.

The two girls talked to each other and then smiled their answer. "Yes, we're famished."

Soon we were handing them menus at the Chinese restaurant up the street, which was what they wanted from the thousands of places in town. We continued to talk and eat for the next two hours and feeling tired both girls were reluctant to go on to a disco or go for another late drink.

So sadly we all headed home by taxi with my carefully planned weekly expenditure budget in tatters but my studies gladly long forgotten with my arm around Elaine's slim waist.

Since we lived close by, we paid off the taxi driver and walked them to their front gate. Their house was in a leafy suburb with its own private grounds that obviously cost a great deal of money to buy unlike our parent's 3 bedroom ex-council house.