FICTION

How to Kiss a Scarab

A very intimate story

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I watched him in the mirror as he approach the bar. The female bartender stopped drying a glass for a moment and stared at him. So did an older woman sitting at the end of the bar with her date/husband. He was good-looking — no doubt about that. Tall with curly hair, he carried himself with confidence. Wearing a silk business suit that shined like a…