Fat Dave

By S. T. Broeckx

“Lead me not to temptation.” Fat Dave, a strayed non-practicing ordained minister, says with sweaty blue eyes as two girls pass. He wears the white plastic chair; his swollen gut cements him place.

Sucking down beer faster than the greasy chicken, he breathes, heavy and fast; the mole on his nose vibrates as he masticates. Sweat drips off his face.

Soaked with excitement, he fingers fried chicken, beer, and the woman sitting in front of him.

He reveals a toothy, sinister yellow smile. “I made it with eleven women in seven days last week in Bangkok.  Oh I am a hedonist!”