Looking for Company by Tony Broadwick - HTML preview

Disco - a.k.a. The Meat Market

Smell of hope

And disappointments.

Stale smoke,

stale perfumes,

stale beer.

I want someone to sleep with me.

Oh, such lovely hair!

Uck, what a horrid type.

Beautiful dress.

What a pair of knockers!

Ouch, I got something in my eye.

Mm, just look at his package!

Shall we dance?

Yum, yum.

Warm, isn't it?

No, not so often,

Only during the mating season.

God! Somebody stepped on my toe.

Interesting blouse.

Bought it in Paris.

Bodies against bodies.

Thoughts against thoughts.

The same thought.

Maybe.

Shall we get out coats?

My drink has vanished.

Home?

I don't know.

That wasn't far to walk.

I'm not like this, usually.

I know.

I haven't got any of those things…

I'm on the pill.

What a dull morning.

I'll see you

When I see you.