two hookers sat in the diner with their pimp at five o’clock in the morning…eyeing the menu on the wall with the Pepsi Cola logo in the center of it…glowing in a hazy yellow light…

I want French toast…,the red head said as she put lipstick and checked herself in a handheld mirror…,no…I want biscuits and gravy…talking to herself…

Girl you never can ‘cide what you want…,the blonde whore said…,just get somethin’ and be done with it…I’m gonna have a donut and a glass of milk…

what kinda donut you want…,asked the hillbilly waitress behind the counter…

what kind you got…,the greasy haired server brought over a box of donuts and pastries…pointed them out to the young girl posing as a woman…

what kind is this one…

that’s a bear claw…

and that one…

an apple fritter…

hmmmm

damn girl…make up your mind…,the young black pimp said…showing a tattooed tear drop on his right cheek…

French toast or biscuits and gravy…,red said…still mumbling to herself…

I’ll have a Pepsi…,the pimp said…,and a fried egg sandwich with cheese on it…

white or wheat honey…

white…

I want that big old bear claw thing there…,blondey said…rolling up her sleeves…exposing marks dancing up and down her arms…

I guess I’ll have the biscuits and gravy…,she put on eye liner and licked her thick lips…

and they all three sat there…looking at cop cars as they drove by…downtown busses passing in the windows…while Maggie May played in the background…