Moving to Key West became a cabby has been the best three months. Interesting people, good pay, hot summers, tourism at its peak. I’m glad to be in the cab out of the heat. Hearing stories of strange Florida yet nothing crazy has happened. Floridas not that full of crazy encounters.
Every-other weekend i always get a call from a bar or nightclub for a pick up. It’s midnight the middle of august ninety degrees outside with the humidity pumpin’. There’s a call from sidebar nightclub. I could hear the urgency in picking up these three. I was only a few blocks away luckily.
shuttering thinking It was luck. Lucky for everybody else. Escorted out by security. Still unsure what happened with what they were wearing as they were escorted out I could only imagine. Regret should have been setting in.
Drunk desperately in need of clothing they piled in. Living with five gay men in youth didnt provide enough grit did for this. Unbeknownst at the time i drive off.
This couldn’t be happening kept echoing in my head the whole three mile drive of hell in a half shell. Wearing leather traps barely covering the jungles down under. Moaning increasing fearing to looking back. They said call me papi, ooh touch it touch it! Hearing Slay it baby, mmm! In between all the moaning, I truly assuming the worst. I had to stop it! turned out to be a bdsm date night for abstinence in chasity belts. Awkward!
Thanks for the challenge oneg, and thanks for the tag
Was definitely a challenge that took me a while to skim down due to getting carried away.
I’m going to tag this creator I just stumbled upon his poem panic so vivid a picture did it paint!
About the Creator
Sarah urffer
Let words find you with a fun and playful creativeness.
I have some older works I’ll be adding including new creations as well. I do hope you enjoy them. I wish there was a feedback section 😜
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Ha, This was Great😆❤️😉📝
As I work till 11pm and my city is beyond safe, my cab drivers are always happy to get a generally calm sane person in their car. I talk about health, nutrition, politics and the decline of the school system and how children should go back to the days when we did crafts and played outside
I have had moments of wanting to become a cab-driver, but never did it. I think I wanted to be a driver in a few different areas, but never bit the bullet.....funny how that works. You may also enjoy the following: https://vocal.media/wander/7-exciting-outdoor-adventure-destinations-you-need-to-visit Thank you for your thoughts.
Good work!