i had just woken up i didn t bother to shower i figured i d stroll downtown to blow a couple hours i pulled the late shift at five i had to be at work i grabbed some crumpled jeans and a faded black shirt now i m dressed as fresh as a stale loaf of bread hop in the car pay more attention to the music than the road ahead my motor revved through a couple stop signs but luckily for me i didn t see a single cop light i got to the parking lot and stopped at an open spot i look across the street like god damn that girl is smoking hot had light brown curly hair was five six with nice tits a tight round derrire it might sound very square but her presence made my heart jump wearing tight jeans a tiny tee and some dark pumps i should approach but i didn t dare i had to sit and stare i could feel myself getting scared she shot a glare i felt my last bit of courage visit damn it i panicked got frantic and just gave her a whistle so now i m feeling like a real casanova cause i choked on the approach there s no chance that she s glancing over no chance to show her my advanced and lower regions that could leave her feeling dazed and in a trance with slower breathing see i was dreaming about fulfilling fantasies when i snapped to reality and see that she s already leaving there s no good reason for me to even sweat it figured she s out of my leave and it s best that i forget it so i headed down the street to grab a slice of cheese from rusty s made my way to just play to get my fingers dusty spent half an hour checking records in my headphones bought a shadow single and an album by the deftones i left to get home and guess who i saw that same cutie patootie with a bootie and no bra my jaw dropped as saw that i caught her eye and she took a second glance as she walked on by i kept it cool jarred my mind as i thought of lines to let her know that i m original and not some other guy like bonjour tu es la pomme de mes yeux sacrebleu i ve got a sickness and i think that you re the cure she rolled her eyes and away she went i guess that s just my luck she don t speak french i said that pretty face don t match that ugly attitude it s obvious i think you re cute so you should show some gratitude she turned around and looked like i ain t mad at you that line gets them every time i knew that s all i had to do i smiled polity as i shook her hand lightly rethinking my thoughts on love at first sight worried it might be a light breeze picked up her scent and got the best of me i asked her for her name she promptly responded with destiny well destiny that s ironic cause this is fate my name is lee and i can t wait to rub your feet after our date she said wait you re kind of confident i said no i m cocky but give me five minutes of talking and i promise that you ll jock me we started walking and discussing different topics1