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I kissed her.
Her car hit a wall and I was the first person she could ask for help. Night was getting cold and I was preparing to get some sleep with a touch of vodka'n cranberry juice. Thats when the cell buzzed. Her voice was trmbling as she tried to explain what had happened. I pulled a jacket form my cupboard and ran to her rescue.
The accident wasn't as bad as I had pictured. A slight rough on the wall, a small dint on the bumper. Nothing serious. I started the engine and parked the damn machine in front of her apartment. She was relieved to know the car could still run.
She had bought the car on the same day for a dirt cheap price. One could find a camera worth more than that. Against everybody's suggestion, she bought it. Only if she had known..
"How about a cup of tea ?", I asked. I wanted to see her room.
Her room was cleaner than I had expected. Clothes shut inside the cupboard, books stacked perfectly on the table, bedsheet tightly covering the cushion-bed underneath. She poured green tea on a cup with some chinese symbols on it.
"I like green tea", I lied.
"Give me a hug", she said and put her arms round me. Damn jacket didnt let me feel the warmth. I left.
Next day her car didnt start. The battery had drained out. I, as the day before, moved in to her rescue and jump started hers with battery from my car. We went to a mechanic and made sure that the battery was recharged. I drove her back and parked the car exactly where I had parked it yesterday.
"I'd love to have green tea", I said.
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I pushed the door hard from inside to make sure it locked with a click. The room was dirtier than yesterday's but wasnt in any bad shape. She put green tea in front of me . Same cup.
I could see her taking off her jacket. I was in for a big thing.
Without a note she put her arms round me. I couldnt feel contour of bra on her back. Perhaps she was using string held cups.
Then I kissed her and thanked the car, the wall and the battery.
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It's not fun when I am left all alone in the office while the higher-ups are off to California on vacation, all at the same time. That's exactly how it is all this week at my place. Yes, I am alone, whole 2500 square feet of the office space, left in care of me. "You are the boss", my boss had said with a pat on my right shoulder before he left last friday.
A boisterous part of me wanted to host a party in the premises. That would have raised my standing among boys down here. But the better of me took over and I cancelled any thought of exploiting my supremecy of the territory.
Therefore, bored as hell, I was idling away my hours checking funny videos on youtube when I was disturbed by a little commotion at the front door. I hurriedly closed the youtube window, and walked up front to receive this visitor. Perhaps some high-end client who wants some serious issue fixed urgently, I thought feeling important. Afterall, I was the boss of the moment.
She was carrying a thin file on her left arm. She wore black short heel shoes, black pants; tight pants that revealed much width of her pelvis. Nice legs, I thought though I have seen better legs elsewhere. She had a latino look to her face; almond eyes, short pointed nose, small opening to her mouth, thin glossy lips, hair flowing upto her shoulders, big boobs. Was she single?
"Hi, do you have a moment to spare?" . A moment to spare? I have a week to spare lady. Just tell me how.
"Sure", I wanted to sound like a carefree american.
"Perfect", she forced a fake smile through her lips. I have seen those smiles before. Those smiles have motives in them. And those smiles can be seen abundantly on sundays around churches, in airplanes on airhostesses, in stores. That was a smile of a saleswoman.
"Your office has been selected to receive a special discounted rate on steak......." she continued with her deliberation which she might have rehearsed and delivered hundreds of times on different locations, as I listened, my eyes oscillating between her lips. Occasionally she would attempt a humor or two, which I neither understood nor care to acknowledge. For me it was a nice diversion from whatever boredom I was going through earlier.
"So can I go ahead and register you as our valued member?", she asked pushing back a strand of hair back into her head with her fingers. No rings, I noticed. Single lady, needs money to cover her tuition, I imagined. Pinkinsh polish on her nicely trimmed nails couldn't go unnoticed.
"Sir!", she wanted to confirm.
Now was the moment. It was time to end the show, and I had to be polite.
"Steak looks delicious ma'am, but you came at a very wrong time. All other folks are out on vacation and I am a vegeterian. I am really sorry." I almost laughed as I delivered this lie.
"Oh, I am sorry. But if you would , please, have them look at this brochure when they are back." She left the brochure on the table and walked towards exit. I could see her panty-line as she was walking back.
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