“And who do we have here? I remember you, Mr. Go-Go boy.”
Wayne nodded. Because he sat on the edge of the bench, he didn’t dare try to stand without knocking over Miss Selena.
“You look so familiar, go-go boy.” She stared at Wayne. “I know you!” she shrieked.
God. Hope she doesn’t know me from the website
“I’m Wayne.”
“Oh my God. Even your voice I’ve heard!” Miss Selena shook her head. She eyed him up and down. “You know it’s sad as you get older, past the prime of your life, that you forget things. Wayne, Wayne, Wayne.” She repeated his name, more to herself than to anyone else.
“Not Wayne. Now I know!” She leaned over, her eyes large, the glitter on her chest inches from Wayne’s face as she scrutinized. “Yes, you’re on the website with boys with big cocks! Shit, you’re Rod Willow with the big wang!”