Monday Morning Angel
I’ve been thinkng about her for a while. It increased last week, at my annual workshop at U B. Last summer we were walking in a mall, she was dressed “to the nines” as she usually is. I saw Karen and introduced them. Last week Karen asked; “Charlie, who was that hot lady at the mall?” This isn’t the first time other women have talked about her looks, so you know she must be something special. That’s one of the reasons I enjoy being out with her.
So this Monday morning, I getting off the elevator at Amherst Street train station. Then I heard “Charles, Good Morning Charles” and in an instant I knew who it was. Spinning around I was Kathy. She looked like an angel to me. Her white leggings, white sweater to the knees, gold jewelry and brown pumps.She was just going to work as a personal aide for a few hours. I’d seen the look before, another thing I like about”her. I’m unattached, so I started kissing her hand, a aroma of her skin made it difficult for me to stop., I thought about hanging around the station, waiting for her return. However,I had appointments to keep. None the less, I couldn’t get Kathy off of my mind. So much so that ny other aide Jarelle had to give me a cold shower the next morning. What is important to me?
I’m taking Kathy to lunch Saturday
I’ve been thinkng about her for a while. It increased last week, at my annual workshop at U B. Last summer we were walking in a mall, she was dressed “to the nines” as she usually is. I saw Karen and introduced them. Last week Karen asked; “Charlie, who was that hot lady at the mall?” This isn’t the first time other women have talked about her looks, so you know she must be something special. That’s one of the reasons I enjoy being out with her.
So this Monday morning, I getting off the elevator at Amherst Street train station. Then I heard “Charles, Good Morning Charles” and in an instant I knew who it was. Spinning around I was Kathy. She looked like an angel to me. Her white leggings, white sweater to the knees, gold jewelry and brown pumps.She was just going to work as a personal aide for a few hours. I’d seen the look before, another thing I like about”her. I’m unattached, so I started kissing her hand, a aroma of her skin made it difficult for me to stop., I thought about hanging around the station, waiting for her return. However,I had appointments to keep. None the less, I couldn’t get Kathy off of my mind. So much so that ny other aide Jarelle had to give me a cold shower the next morning. What is important to me?
I’m taking Kathy to lunch Saturday
