Friday Night

So its another Friday night and I was just driving around looking
for something to do. I had already stopped by the local bookstore
and didn't see anything I was really interested in so I kept
driving. I saw a small bar down the street from the bookstore it
looked quiet and not too busy for a Friday night so I stopped in for
a Coke. I don't drink so I just sit at the bar and soak up the
atmosphere.

I was sitting at the bar for about an hour nursing the Coke, thinking
about leaving and then she sat down. A beautiful, tall woman with
shoulder length auburn hair and the sexiest eyes I have ever seen, so
blue I thought I was looking at the sky. Ok, I know its corny but
they were to die for. She was wearing this sexy long red dress
which is of course is my favorite color. The heels she had on made
her look like her legs never ended.

And finally she spoke, "Do you have a light?" " Yes, just a minute."
I replied. Fumbling in my pocket praying I had remembered to bring
the damn thing. I pulled it out and flick it was lit, she grabbed my
hands pulling them into her cigarette. I had goose bumps her hands
were so soft I wanted to feel her holding me closer to her. But, I
did nothing.

Several guys came over and tried to chat her up and she politely
declined their advances, " No thanks." She would say when they
offered to just by a drink and sit and chat. I was sweating sure she
could smell my body odor like I was on a farm cleaning the stalls.
All I could smell was her perfume so floral it reminded me of a safe
place I used to play as a c***d in the garden of my grandparents. So
safe and yet, so enticing to find something to get into trouble.

I ordered another Coke and she leans over and say's "Can I have one
of those too?" I was stunned. "Sure, if you want." I told the
bartender to bring two. He nodded and went to the fountain to serve
the cheap drinks in his bar grumbling under his breath. "Cheap
Bastard." We ignored him as we kept staring into the mirror over the
back of the bar watching each other.