I stepped into the salon wondering what gossip I would hear and who would try and set me up with their daughter this time. These grannies were a boost to my ego and maybe I didn't need it, but I wasn't going to turn down the praise.
“Hey, Forest,” Michelle, the front desk girl said.
“Hey, Michelle,” I said.
“Nova is almost done with Blanche,” she said.
“Perfect,” I said, peeking onto the salon floor. “Mind if I say hello to the old broad?”
She chuckled. “Sure, I’m sure she’d love to see you.”
“Thanks.” I grinned at her.
Nova was shaking her head as Blanche said something and I was pretty sure it was something scandalous. That woman was my spirit animal, she wasn’t afraid to say what was on her mind and her mind was dirtier than my own.
“Hello, gorgeous,” I said, walking up to them.
“Oh, hello, stud muffin,” Blanche purred and I flexed my chest a bit.
This spunky lady was too good for the ego.
“Hello, Forest,” Nova said, shaking her head at me.
“Hey, Nova,” I said, winking.
“You know, Nova, having four men isn’t a bad thought,” Blanche said, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
I barked a laugh.
“Blanche,” Nova gasped. “I am perfectly fine with three men.”
“You’re right, no home for his pecker unless you have a fourth hole?—”
“Alright, up you go,” Nova interrupted her, turning bright red.
“Blanche, you bad girl,” I tsked, helping her up.
“I can’t help it.” She grinned mischievously as I escorted her to the blow dryers.
“You guys are a menace, and I’m gonna tell Michelle to stop scheduling your appointments so close together.” Nova followed us.
“Don’t you dare, child,” Blanche glared at Nova as she sat down. “Forest is a breath of fresh air in this stuffy town, much like you were when you first moved here.”
“Were? Gee, thank you, you little shit”,” Nova said.
Blanche cackled. “You know I love you, darling.”
“Fine, whatever.” Nova rolled her eyes, but I saw her amusement, and I knew she loved Blanche. “Forest, go get Blanche a drink while I clean up.”
“Yes ma’am,” I said, as Nova left us. “What would you like?”
“One of those sparkly fruity drinks with a shot of whatever you have in that flask,” she ordered.
“Just a little, last time I swear you almost got us caught.” I shook my head.
“Come on, we had some fun,” she laughed, as I walked away.
The fun she was talking about was us walking down the street after finishing my flask and her propositioning the sheriff while he was on duty saying we could blow his mind among other things. It was hilarious, but I was also slightly scared we might be arrested for public intoxication, but apparently, Blanche got away with a lot.
