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Hand brake firmly pulled back
Engine switched off
Car door opened
The petrol pump nozzle
is tipped in plastic
An empty credit card slot
awaits my input

At the opposite station
Number 4
A tall
brunette
leathered
jacketed with knee-high boots
submits her card

I stand gorping
but slowly
unscrewing
the cap to my petrol tank
Overhearing her sighs
as the digits tick
steadily upwards
on her one armed bandit
as it pays out

Entering my pin
I picked up the nozzle
it was eager
She glanced over
A little petrol seeped out
I quickly pushed it into the tank
and pressed down on the trigger
unloading a gallon

Gazing back to the flicking digits
I notice her mounting her car seat
one leg securing her balance
the other cutting a shapely negative
against the cars pale interior
I withdraw the nozzle
as spent fuel dripped onto the forecourt
as her car pulled out of the station
driving away