FICTION

THE SURE THING

Patricia Westbrook, Miss

"Jake, you are out of your mind! You in a beauty contest! That's the funniest thing I have heard all week," laughed Bill.

"Look, Bill, I've asked you not to call me that at least a thousand times. Knock it off will you?"

"Okay, okay, no more 'Jake', but who ever heard of a beauty con test prize for flattest chest?"

"I may not have the biggest bust around but you know darned well that my figure is nearly perfect.” Getting a little angry she added, “Next you will try to tell me that you could look better."

"I wouldn't be surprised if I could, Diane.”

“All right then," she said, "if you think that you are so smart and so super cool, why don't you enter the same contest?"

"Be realistic. I couldn't pass the physical."

"Come on, wise guy. Put your money where your mouth is." she taunted.

"One of these days I'll learn to keep my mouth shut." I said. “Any- way I'll have to think it over.”

"I think that we should put something on this, to make it even mor interesting, say loser buying dinner for two at a restaurant of the win- ner's choice." Diane proposed.

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