Quickie Mart Quickie
By Gnome
We meet outside a quickie mart. You’re wearing a
remarkably slimming black dress with flames all over it.
You’re on the phone talking to somebody about how it was
such a waste to spend so much time looking for a sitter
when your date stood you up. You glance at me in my
white T-shirt and tight cargo pants. You notice I carry a
flashlight on my belt. You look me up to see that I have
blonde hair combed to the left. Then your eyes meet mine.
You stare deep into my hazel eyes as you mumble to the
person on the phone that you got to go.
I look at you and say, “Hi, how’s it goin’?” I proceed
to walk into the store. 2 minutes later I come back out with
a 24oz Pepsi. You look at me, smile and say, “Um…I’m
good. Say what are doing tonight?” I look at you with
intrigue and reply, “Just sitting at home kicking back and
relaxing. Why do you ask?” You say. “Well I was
supposed to go out tonight with this other guy, but he stood
me up. I went through all the trouble of getting a babysitter
for my child, and I don’t want to think that it was a waste.
So if your not busy maybe we could hang out?” I tell you,
“Sure, just don’t expect a lot out of me. I’m not the one
who arranged to go on a date and then just bail. So I really
didn’t have time to even think about a plan.” You tell me to
hop in the car. And we’ll go to my place.
We drive the three blocks to my apartment. “We don’t
have to go far it’s right here on the first floor. In fact it’s
only two doors down.” I say. “I really don’t see that many
guys carry flashlights on their belts…Are you afraid of the
dark?” You ask me.