Pool Time (ota)
Letty was feeling good. A couple of Coronas in her and her time at the Firecracker was a pleasant one. It probably helped that her choice in clothing was black leather pants and a red spaghetti-strapped tank top - warm weather was definitely more her style.
She had moved from the bar to the pool table and was currently in the middle of hustling an over-confident man out of $100. Letty never understood why men felt naturally superior to woman. It was like their brain turned off and they couldn't see when they were being taken for a ride. It suited her, though. Letty didn't go easy on stupid.
She sunk the eight ball and smiled as she scooped the $100 off the table. "Anyone else want to give it a try?"
She had moved from the bar to the pool table and was currently in the middle of hustling an over-confident man out of $100. Letty never understood why men felt naturally superior to woman. It was like their brain turned off and they couldn't see when they were being taken for a ride. It suited her, though. Letty didn't go easy on stupid.
She sunk the eight ball and smiled as she scooped the $100 off the table. "Anyone else want to give it a try?"