- Buffalo -

“Buffalo!” Kelly shouted.

It was the code word for “sexy but brutish male approaching”. I ducked and grabbed a magazine, and the other girls in the group leaned in, pretending interest in the articles. These football buffs with their popped collars and bulging arms thought they were the $hit, but we didn’t have time for them, not until they’d passed and we could grade the quality of their asses.

“A five,” Nancy said beside me, shrugging as she watched his rear end move with his steps. “No, eight,” Kelly said. The guy glanced over his shoulder, confused, and I stifled a laugh.