Skank Facination

When people watching I often I assume those of us looking all agree on our general analysis. Not with all people, but at least when I think something, my wife usually thinks the same way, maybe.

We’re sitting at the football game Saturday evening when a group of people sit down in front of us. Its two couples and the women seem similar. They could be sisters, a mother and child (doubtful) or two friends who want to look alike as they’ve both dressed the same way. Both are very thin, have red hair pulled back tightly, and wear very tight fitting matching clothes, on almost childlike bodies. They both have similar male escorts, of similar ages, and neither is obviously married. They follow the traditional skank look.

	The Urban Dictionary describes Skank as:
	Derogatory term for a (usually younger) female, implying trashiness or tackiness, lower-class status, poor hygiene, flakiness, and a scrawny, pockmarked sort of ugliness. May also imply promiscuity, but not necessarily. Can apply to any race, but most commonly used to describe white trash.

I am in an observational mood, and as we are close together, and am keeping tabs.

The cuter girl is in front of me so I watch. Her date is all over her for a bit, sitting on her left and constantly rubbing her right side with his hand, and only when we stand for a touchdown, and he gets happy, does he actually grab her ass. And this was the high point as I thought more would follow. It didn’t!

She keeps drinking beer and is getting a bit sloshed, and is slurring her words. There is much less action with the other couple, although she gets a bit side rubbed as well. I do not understand the action but I’m not a part of their adventure, just a spectator. My role is defined as a reporter, with little to report. Like most of the football patrons I observe, their main goal is to stand up, go away, buy beer, return and once in a while and maybe watch the game.

As I am watching this action, my wife is watching. She probably does not have a skank fascination, which keeps me glued to these people so I have no idea what she will say, in fact I assumed she never even noticed them.

After they all go off to a mysterious place (probably outside the venue to smoke) my wife says, “Didn’t you have a hard time looking at that girl?” I have no idea what she means and not wanting to walk into a trap I say, “What girl?”

She explains it’s the cuter one (my terms) and thinks she’s the daughter of the other and my wife is repulsed by her skin tone, make up, false eye lashes and general look and demeanor. It is making her ill, it makes her skin crawl. I admitted to noticing the young woman, and decided not to mention my fascination with her nor the overzealousness of her boyfriend. My best plan was not to notice. I think they may be porn starts in another place and time, and decide to search online for the films.

I do have a skank fascination, probably because I never really knew anyone who fit that genre.

They eventually all came back, and I looked for many of the things that seemed to offend my wife, but never really found them. She seemed kind of sexy and easy, at least for a guy who wasn’t supposed to be really looking.