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| Spin Cycle |
Saturday afternoon means laundry time. I hated doing laundry. I hated the fact that I had to go all the way down to the basement of our building. It was cold down there, not to mention boring. There was usually no one down there when I did my laundry. This time was different. There was a chic there. “Hello,” she said as I walked down the last few steps, “I just moved in.” “Welcome to the building. I’m Trish and I hate this laundry room!” We both laughed. She flashed me a smile, “My name’s Monica.” We made idle chit chat as we waited for our clothes to wash. She just moved here from England, was single and didn’t believe in panties. She was funny and was rapidly growing on me. She and I met like that for a while, both always being the only ones down there Saturday mornings. ...read the rest!
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| Museum Romp |
As I followed her through the museum I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. She could easily been a part of the museum and no one would think twice. We entered the ‘racy’ section of the museum. There have been several attempts to close it down, calling it pornography, lucidious and other ridiculous views. I admit I am not a huge fan of art. I mean, I like it and all but I don’t drool over stuff. There are displays that make me think about sex and before I know it, I’m horny. It doesn’t help that I’m always following her through there and staring at her hips sway back and forth as she walks. Her sultry voice filling the hallways, as she tells the tourists a little bit about each piece. ...read the rest!
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| Still Best Friends |
My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only one available to take them. I was beginning to think that the day was never going to end. I listened to an endless amount of griping and bickering, and that was from my colleagues. Some how I thought pro bono work would be more gratifying. I love my work on most levels, but the people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off. My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were going to get together for lunch. She and I had talked on the phone for the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since graduation. We were both afraid we wouldnÂ’t click like back in the day. ...read the rest!
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| A Quick Dip |
It wasnÂ’t just hot for October, it was hot, period. My first semester at the community college had been going well. IÂ’d got in the habit of hitting the library to study between classes; sometimes IÂ’d just hang out in the cafe with a few friends. This morning, though, I was uncomfortable. The week before had been normal October cool and I guess some genius in maintenance had decided to shut down the air conditioning system. I nearly fell asleep twice in Economics. My sweaty white blouse was giving everyone a pretty good view of my pink bra. Fortunately I had a two-hour break between Economics and American History. IÂ’d never make it through Mr. BroughtonÂ’s droning lecture if I didnÂ’t do something to wake myself. A quick dip in the pool seemed like the perfect thing. ...read the rest!
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| Blues Woman |
All right, let me give you a little background. It all started when my girlfriend of three years left me for my best friend. A week later I lost my job. That part really wouldnÂ’t have bothered me if Jenny hadnÂ’t left. But it was really the straw that broke the camelÂ’s back, so to speak. I went from listening to hard rock to the blues. My buds told me my life had the making for a country music song, but hell, no matter how desperate I was, depressed, alone, whatever there was no way I was going to listen to that. Same cords over and over again. DonÂ’t get me wrong; I donÂ’t hold anything against they folks that do listen to it. To each his own I guess. But I found the blues and immediately fell in love with it. The feel of it completely described the slump I was in. The music made it easy to forget your our problems and move into someone elseÂ’s. Like living in someone elseÂ’s shoes for the six or so minutes of the song. ...read the rest!
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