how to make a grape out of a raisin?
It was the jazz trio’s third set break.
*Lick, lick, lick.* “My lips are so dry!” Antje grabbed something from her sling bag. She handed me a small round metal container. “Thanks!”
I looked at it.
A lip balm thank God!
*Sniff, sniff, sniff.* Minty just like the others.
Using my right index finger, l swabbed in a circular motion the rosy balm. I applied it to my lips.
Hmmm, yummy!
And then I looked at the label on the top lid. “Perfumeria…”
There’s an image of a long haired woman.
I laughed.
I asked Antje whether she uses it for other purposes. The woman in the picture is happily clutching her left bosom. Her left index finger is bending towards a strategic spot.
A Nip Balm? <===click with your right index finger 
