Saturday 15 September 2007

Lillian Simmons

All of a sudden, this girl came up to me and said ‘Holden Caulfield’ her name was Lillian Simmons. He brother D.B. used to go around with her for a while. She had big knockers. Strictly a phoney. She introduced me to the navy guy. His name was commander Blop or something. He was one of those guys who thought they were being a pansy if they didn’t brake around forty of your fingers when they shake hands with you. She asked me to join her, but I said I was just leaving. You could tell she was just trying to get in good with me so that I’d tell old D.B. about it. Then she left. The navy guy and I told each other we were glad to have met. Which killed me. I didn’t have any choice, I couldn’t even stick around to hear old Ernie play something halfway decent. People are always ruining things for you.

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