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One fine day … Part 1

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One fine day … Part 1I’m done with my morning workout at the club and am heading to the office. I feel great. The showers at the club are magnificent and the barber pampered me with a hot towel and a straight razor shave. My face feels alive and glowing. As I walk, the hand-made wing-tips cradling my feet make the sidewalk feel like a sponge, the silk pants feel like pajamas on my skin, and the cotton shirt fits like a second skin and moves easily with me. The electric turquoise tie I’m wearing contrasts sharply with the charcoal-gray pinstripe suit and white, button-down oxford shirt. I feel like a million bucks. If I was wearing a fedora, I’d be snapping the brim.She walks out from a store onto the sidewalk in front of me and starts walking in the same direction as I … though walking is a pitifully poor term to describe the way she is gliding along the sidewalk. I slow my pace. There are many beautiful women in the big city but not many with the sort of style and elegance … and sexiness … that is oozing from her every molecule. Her hair is raven black and cascades halfway down her back … shiny and wavy and glistening in the sunlight … and bouncing slightly with every smooth step she takes. Her deep blue dress goes from her neck to mid-calf and hugs every inch canlı bahis of every delicious curve on her oh-so-curvy body. The material is substantial and doesn’t reveal many details but it adorns her hourglass figure better than the finest hardwoods and brass ever adorned a real hourglass. A small, mock skirt hangs from the waist of her dress and it moves ever so slightly … and suggestively … as her hips sway smoothly from side to side. The way it looks on her hips causes my breath to quicken. I can see a bit of white lace stockings on her calves … above a stunning pair of dark blue pumps with blue satin ribbons begging me to follow … I … am … mesmerized … She stops at a crosswalk to wait for the light and I slowly walk up behind her … and am savoring every moment I grow closer as better than the previous. Her hair smells of lavender. She turns to her right and I see big, full, luscious lips wearing bright red lipstick below a large pair of dark sunglasses. Her skin is alabaster and flawless. She lifts her hand … long, delicate fingers with blue, satin nails. The light changes and we move on. My office is to the left but I don’t care. I reach into my pocket and turn off my phone. I slowly cross the street to give her time to get ahead of me a bit. I don’t know bahis siteleri what I’m doing … suddenly … it hits me … am I stalking her? That pulls me up short. I move off to the side for a second and, just like that, she’s gone and I lose sight of her. I notice how heavy I’m breathing.I compose myself and spot a coffee shop a few doors down. “Some coffee sounds good right about now,” I think to myself. As I head into the doorway, the Sun over my shoulder reflects directly off the glass door and right into my eyes, momentarily blinding me. I hear the door opening and the next thing I know, I’m on the ground shaking my head and there’s this beautiful angelic voice off in the distance saying, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry … I can’t believe I didn’t see you … oh my God … oh, are you okay? Oh my God, I killed him … “ “I’m … I’m okay … “ I stammer. The birds slowly stop singing and the world stops spinning and suddenly, there, in front, of me, is the curvy goddess I have been following. Her glasses are gone and she has the most beautiful violet-colored eyes I have ever seen. I begin stammering even more … “It’s okay … really … just give me a second to gather myself … “ I shake my head a few times and chase the wool away. Lavender. “Mmmmmmmm,” I think. “But you’re all wet bahis şirketleri … did you get burned?” It’s then that I notice that I am laying in a puddle of what appears to be some sort of coffee and milk concoction … and I appear to be wearing a good deal of it too. And, in fact, it is a bit hot but not so hot I’m going to cry about it. “It’s fine … really … “I start to feel a little bit silly so I stagger up to my feet. A good citizen behind me helps me up. The small crowd that had gathered starts to wander off, back to their lives. I’m still a bit dazed and confused and not yet thinking about how to deal with being dazed and confused and soaked in coffee and milk … and, what is that, hazelnut … when the angelic voice speaks again saying, “The least I can do is help you get cleaned up. My place is just cross the street.”I put a smile on my face and look into her deep, sparkling eyes, “That would be wonderful,” I say, with more confidence than I am feeling. A smile erupts across her face, lifting her cheeks and making her eyes sparkle even more. I almost fall over again. She reaches out and touches my arm and we both feel the electricity. “Be careful,” she says, “my, you’re breathing heavily … “ and then blinks those big beautiful eyes twice, slowly. I smile and try not to fall down again. She leads me across the street, toward a luxury hotel across the street … the Hayward. “You … live in a … hotel?” I stammer?”“Sort of … “ she says and gives me a sly look. To be continued …

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