Victor’s Valentine Is A Klepto, February 15, 2012
[dcs_p]Victor hooks up with a chick he met in Miami. Sally’s wild … the kind of girl who likes to show off her implants to his buddies. It’s not like Victor’s the jealous type, and hey, with a chick like Sally you can’t be serious. So yesterday we’re lunching at Bellagio’s in West Palm and Sally shows up. It’s been a little cool in South Florida, but not cool enough to justify her long wool overcoat, and we’re wondering why a chick who doesn’t like to wear clothes is bundled up for a blizzard.[/dcs_p] Bellagio’s is on Rosemary in the heart of City Place, West Palm’s premier shopping district. So while Victor and I are munching on salads, Sally takes off for Banana Republic. Thirty minutes later she returns. No Banana Republic bags, but she pulls a light green shirt from the inside pocket of her overcoat and hands it to Victor. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby,” she says. Victor’s a little put off by this. “Doll,” he tells her, “if you needed money all you had to do was ask.” Sally smiles and says she doesn’t need the money, but she gets a rush from shoplifting. “It turns me on,” she says.
