The way she held her rime-covered glass you would think she was a member of the Bacchae. It wasn’t ham-fisted, but rather reverentially, almost ritually. She lifted it to her face, the icy condensation cooling her flushed skin. Without regard for who was watching, she ran a finger up the side, lifting a drop of water and licking it from her fingertip, as a lover would a tear from her desire’s cheek.
Handing her empty to the bartender, she closed her eyes, perhaps in prayer.
“I’ll have another,” she whispered solemnly. “This time don’t forget the lime.”
*This week we were given a page from the Oxford English Dictionary. The ninety-ninth page, to be exact. From this page, we chose any word, any definition, to use in our post. And instead of the typical 33-333 word limit, we were asked for 99 words exactly.
Thin spiral notebook 
I like the scene you depicted. I hope she gets the lime on the next round 🙂
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I found it very vivid… the action is very well presented. 🙂
-HA
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You chose a great word.
This lady knows how to drink but maybe not when to stop.
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Sophistication in a bar might be wasted or at least she’s soon wasted.
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OOOO, reminiscent of our girls, Millicent and Pauley, sophisticated drinkers.
I like how this “felt”. I could taste it.
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Wait, so you mean to tell me this isn’t how people normally drink? If it were a beer, this story could be about me.
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This was great! Thanks for sharing!
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Nicely done! Although I have to pick a new word now.
I love the image of her holding her glass with reverence.
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She’s not only an drinker – but a sophisticated one, at that.
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Were you spying on me this weekend??? 🙂
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