It was late afternoon and I had walked down to the nicely wooded mid-size city park just over and kinda next to my office. I spend some time there whenever I can and always enjoy it. People-watching is kind of
a hobby of mine and since there always seems to be quite a number of people
milling about here,
it's always a pleasant time.
I live in a big house in the country so I have the best of both worlds. My home is the old family home, 3 stories and huge and there is a lot of land...almost 600 ac so I don't lack for a place which has both beauty and solitude but then I also have this park at the edge of town but convenient when I feel like
being a bit more sociable.
It had been mostly warm and sunny all day, but the sky had begun to cloud up in the past twenty minutes or so and now the winds had begun to pick up.
Then I felt the first droplets of a summer storm falling on my arms and face. I had a bit of a walk back to my car so I scrambled. As I grabbed my pack and coffee mug and as I turned to start the run to shelter
I thought I heard something. I was still moving as I turned my head (it was a squirrel with shelter on his mind as well obviously) and had barely turned back when I ran SMACK DAB INTO...
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DUDE,
I had EVER seen.
He had longish black hair and a bit of a moustache and a beard which kinda wended its way up to the base of his ear, kinda fading as it did. It was the kind of awesome and seemingly welcoming place that makes you want to just nestle in and stay there.
At least that was my reaction. He was wearing I noticed but barely of course, skin tight jeans which left nothing to the imagination and really got my attention, plus a BRIGHT green pull-over...over which sorta laid a dark-colored beaded necklace which was loosely worn around one of the most pristine necks EVER.
BY THE WAY,
did I mention the SWEAT?
Oh I was a picture alright.
From some alien horror flick
from the 30's methinks.
I tried to pull back and started apologizing
profusely all over the..
Suddenly, I saw his eyes and my knees became SLUSH. He leaned down into my ear with those lips
of his which I just knew would taste SO good...
along with his warm sweet breath. Trust me.
That mouth will NEVER be at home in a
hog-calling contest...
and whispered...
"It's okay dear, It's okay."
At that moment I have NO clue where
my brain went NOR my senses. My spine turned
into jello and every fibre of my being left the town
of sanity...right next to where
I had become INsane.
Fortunately they validate parking and
mop up drool really well...
"OK? That may be YOUR opinion sir, BUT..."
Suddenly my motor skills became unskilled labor
and I kinda slumped forward I think...
which is really about as ungraceful as
you can get. REALLY not kewl,
but I was now
COMPLETELY LOST in his eyes.
He reacted. "OH GOOD," I thought. Sorta.
He wrapped his arms around me to
keep me upright and upright was HARDLY
one of the virtues
I was real familiar with right about now.
I looked at him best I could and politely blurted...
"I am SO sorry," and then I think I spit on him,
SOOOO graceful.
He said nothing but just kept
looking at me with a very, I assumed, sad look.
HELL, probably panicked...
and I felt as if God would take mercy
upon a po' ol' sinnah lahke mahself and open the earth under my feet and
SWALLOW ME FUCKING WHOLE,
I would consider it an act of mercy and
would be jest EVAH so grateful...
depending on where I landed of course.
"YEH GOD. FINE WITH ME. or just stick me
in the toaster. I'm already at least half-toasted."
He finally pulled back a bit
( so I could start breathing again I was sure)...
and just stood there smiling.
AT ME mind you.
SMILING.
"Okay," I thought to myself,
"Either he is an angel...
OR just INCREDIBLY out of touch with reality."
AND NOW?
AND NOW?
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