NGL, the first time an old friend got dropped off for some random D&D one weekend way back when, the rest of us were waiting on the porch for his always-late ass. A red Ranger turns to roll past the house and I check out the driver, assuming it was just passing through (golden olive skin, so many freckles, long hair in a loose ponytail)… but while I watched, it pulled over across the street from us and said friend hops out to hurry on over.
I called out, clearly having all the game in the world, “Daaayum [name], I didn’t know you had a sister!” and he yelled “STFU, that’s my mom!” and I looked past him to the truck: she was trying to keep from laughing and I barely heard the others around me giving me shit for being such an awkward jackass. I was in love in that instant, and spent the next ten years wondering how I could take my shot.
She’s still a damn knockout, but her son’s now a creepy conspiracy nut/prepper/sov cit, so 🤷🏼♂️
This is straight wonderful.
She’s “one that got away” that I remember fondly from time to time. A lovely person as well as being nonchalantly hot in such an easy, elegant way. I know she made an effort, sure, but it always seemed like the healthier kind — in that it was more for her own appreciation of herself rather than putting it out there for others’ attention/validation.
Now that I think about it, there was a time years after the scene above when she came into my restaurant as a health inspector (I knew she worked as one, but it’s a big, food-centric county and I’d not run into her on the clock before).
I did everything to play it cool, as if I’d not been low-key wondering for years what it’d be like to make her laugh, spend hours in her company, etc. Even tried the ol’ hypothetical angle of “if I weren’t at work, and you weren’t actively inspecting my business here, what would you say to catching up over a drink later?” She blushed when she replied that she wasn’t too sure [name] would take that very well. I went with “Fair enough, but that’s why I figured it was best to not invite him.”, and we laughed it off.
At the very least, I can safely say that she knew and implied that she appreciated my attention, but it was a non-starter for reasons. Ah well. C’est la guerre. 🤌🏼
C’est la guerre mon ami, c’est la guerre. Et aussie, c’est la vie. N’est-ce pas?
Ah, that description. I had a girlfriend like that a couple of years ago. Jesus what a woman, sigh…
Anyway, I found a finer woman that treats me like nonother ever has. After 52-years, I found my forever woman. And she thinks my dumb-ass is the greatest catch! Getting married on Black Friday.
If you’re anywhere near NW FL, we would be honored by your presence.
(I would honestly love talking to you. We get each other.)
I have a daughter who is right around the age where boys her age are starting to notice her. There’s a boy next door who is her age and they hang out sometimes. I still remember the look on his face the first time he saw my wife, her glorious curves crammed into a pair of yoga pants and a crop top.
I also choose this guy’s wife
Oh joy Ren!
