He touches his hat as he saunters past. <br />She sits in her furs, a touch of real class. <br /> <br />He brushes a speck from his trousered thigh. <br />She brushes his arm as he passes by. <br /> <br />He adjusts the cuffs of his fine silk shirt. <br />She from the bar stool adjusts her short skirt. <br /> <br />He unbuttons his coat with suave aplomb. <br />She checks breast-buttons and unfastens one. <br /> <br />He flashes a wallet and looks her way. <br />She flashes a smile and her gold chains sway. <br /> <br />He thinks this classy girl will just about do. <br />She thinks he is ready, - and she is too! ! <br /> <br />To be Continued............<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/touch-of-class-2/
