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He had the darkest eyes imaginable. You could get lost just looking in them. He had hair that matched his eyes of a dark walnut color. Very silky and wet looking hair cut at about a two inch length with short side burns that ran parallel to his ears. He was nicely shaved with prominent lips that seemed to draw you in. He was tall and very well built as well. You could see his biceps trying their best to escape the red polo shirt he was wearing. He looked like a business man, with the black slack pants, black shoes and a black belt that seemed to go perfectly with the red polo. He had a briefcase in one hand and his cell phone in the other. He looked down at me and my distraught look. I was soaked and probably looked awful and pitiful. Then he spoke. His lips seemed to draw you in even more when they moved. His voice was deep with a sexy but subtle accent. He apologized repeatedly and told me how bad he felt. He asked what he could do to make up for soaking my satin red skirt and black pin skirt. I was distraught and didn’t know what to say. He asked how far away I lived and I told him I didn’t’ have time to go home and change. I lived too far. “Wait here for your lunch and I will be back shortly with a solution”, he said. Then he was gone. Sally, the waitress, brought me a towel from the kitchen and I patted myself dry as much as I could. A few moments later my lunch and a new glass of tea arrived and I began scarping it down, so I wouldn’t be late for my meeting. I was almost finished with my lunch when he walked back in. He handed me a bag and said he hoped it would work and then turned around and walked out the door without another word. I sat there stunned at how quickly he’d left. Then I opened the bag to see what was inside. Inside were four boxes. I opened to first one to see a beautiful Jovani Dolce Dress, black with red velvet sides and front v. It was a strapless dress that was just absolutely beautiful. The second box contained a velvet red shawl for the neck of the dress. The third box contained a pair of red pumps made by Franco Sarto. The last box contained a pair of panty hose, panties, and a strapless bra. Under the last box was a note that said, “Again I am sorry. I hope this makes up for the mess I caused and I hope you make it to your meeting in time. Until we meet again.” I was so memorized by what he had done that I had forgotten all about my meeting. I had ten minutes to get ready. I went to the bathroom to change. Everything fit perfectly. I don’t think I could have picked out better sizes. It was beautiful. Wonder why he had done this I thought to myself. Anyone else would have apologized then went on their way like nothing had happened. He was different, I thought to myself as I left the bathroom and headed back to work.
I made it to work just in time for my meeting. I took a seat at one end of our long rectangle conference table that sat 30. It was a large table that we had specially made in France and shipped in. I was made out of some luxurious wood and had the most glass like finish ever seen. It was beautiful. The meeting began and I drifted into my own world of thought of earlier on that day. No name no nothing. He was like a night in shining armor. I thought back on the things I’d wished I would have said. I didn’t even say thank you. He probably thinks I am a stuck up bitch. I don’t know. I might as well forget about what happened and him. In a city this size, I most likely will never see him again.
I was interrupted by my boss, Dan McCoy asking me about the outstanding work I had on my desk. New clientele would be here in fifteen minutes and he wanted to know who would be available for new clients. I always take on more clients than I probably should. That is the reason I spend majority of my morning, days and nights in this cramped up office. I raised my hand to let my boss know I would be willing to put in the extra hours for new clientele. I sat back in my chair and again started thinking about early events when …..Comments
| On December 5th 2007 Thugnastay227 Said: |
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| now what hetero man can look at a woman and know instinctively her measurements, and have enought fashion sense to know what works for her? lol kidding. as jo said so far so good lol. |
| On November 26th 2007 BiAnIcole Said: |
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| its him!!!! its him !!! its hiM!!! yayayay off to read the rest=]=]=] |
| On November 23rd 2007 piratesrule78 Said: |
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| i like it |
| On November 23rd 2007 7unicornrings Said: |
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| aww xD |
| On November 21st 2007 animeluvah Said: |
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| This is pretty good. Keep it coming! |
| On November 21st 2007 ausjo Said: |
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| So far so good. Keep it coming. |


