Black mans bulging eyes contrast with a young redhead in lingerie in an outdoor dice game
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The sun beat down on the dusty alleyway as the smell of stale cigarettes and cheap cologne wafted through the air. In the center of it all stood 75-year-old Reginald, a rugged black man with a wild look in his eyes. His red pants were stretched to their limits over his ample girth, while his white shirt hung open at the neck, revealing a patchwork of scars and wrinkles.
Reginald's gaze was fixed intently on the dice clutched in his hand, his mouth agape as he whispered prayers to the universe. His eyes bulged out from under his straw hat like two ripe tomatoes straining against their skins.
Across from him stood 29-year-old Ruby, a striking white woman with fiery red hair tied back into a French braid that cascaded down her back like a river of flame. Her curves were accentuated by the red silk lingerie she wore beneath her frilled pink bra, and the purple apron wrapped around her waist seemed to gleam in the sunlight like a jewel.
As noon sun climbed high overhead, Ruby leaned against the alleyway wall, her gaze never leaving Reginald as he tossed the dice with all the finesse of a drunken sailor. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched him stumble and stagger through his throws, each one landing with a clatter on the ground.
Reginald let out a defeated groan as the dice landed once more in favor of Ruby's opponent, a scrawny little man with a pinched face and a penchant for bad luck. The two men glared at each other from across the table, their animosity simmering just below the surface like a pot about to boil over.
As Reginald fumbled through his pockets for more change, Ruby sidled up to him, her eyes flashing with mischief. "Hey there, old man," she whispered in his ear, her voice husky and seductive. "Maybe you should try your luck at something else besides dice."
Reginald's eyes snapped towards hers, his gaze burning with a mixture of curiosity and desire. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a growl as he whispered back, "You think I need any help finding my luck? I've been doing this for years."
Ruby just laughed, her red hair seeming to glow like embers in the sunlight as she reached out and brushed a strand behind Reginald's ear. "Oh, but old man," she purred, "you don't know what you're missing." With that, she turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd of onlookers gathered around the dice game.
Reginald watched her go, his eyes lingering on the curve of her backside as it vanished beneath the sea of faces. He let out a soft sigh, his mouth still agape with wonder as he gazed after her. "I reckon I'll stick to my dice," he muttered to himself, shaking his head.
But deep down, Reginald couldn't shake the feeling that Ruby had left him with. A feeling that maybe there was more to life than just rolling dice and playing games in some dingy alleyway. Maybe it was time for this old man to take a chance on something new. Something that might bring him the luck he so desperately sought.
As Reginald turned back towards the game, his eyes locked onto Ruby's figure disappearing into the distance. He smiled to himself, a glimmer of hope flickering in his gaze like a candle about to be lit. Maybe this old man was due for some good fortune after all.
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