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The Blue Light Special
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Junior Year With legs trim and hips slim. I mean, this was really a nice table. Good finishing and sanding…everything. Anyway, I moved on from the table to look at the lawn chairs. A fairly plain but kind looking woman stood next to me, slightly older, and after a minute, she turned to me. “ Excuse me, could you please come with me for a minute?” I shrugged and followed her to the back of this K-Mart, where the woman’s clothing racks are. She stopped briefly clutched my arm, and led me past one rack of generic brand winter coats. They fetched a nice price, this being June. She shivered for a moment, then looked at me. “ Did you feel that?” “ Feel what?” I asked. She slumped her slender shoulders and looked down. “ I’m sorry,” she continued, “ I guess its only me then.”
“ Why is something wrong?” I asked, a little preoccupied by that table I had seen. “Well, I, I don’t know why I’m telling you this, but…I lost my virginity in this clothing rack when I was sixteen.” I blankly stared at her. She went on, “ And now, every time I walk past this rack, in this store, at anytime, I…I…I…” she bashfully looked away, “ Wow, this is a really nice coat.”
My head slowly raised and my eyes gazed out into nowhere. “ Are you serious?”
“Yeah, I’ll do it again if you want, its no trouble.”
“ NO, no no. That’s, um, not necessary.”
She stared at me sadly, “ I don’t know what to do. Some nerves in my head…I guess they just click!”
“ Some nerves is right…” I muttered. Thinking for a moment, I shrugged and said, “Well, I recommend that you don’t move out of the area.” Leaving her with my but of Confucian wisdom, I left to return to that table I had seen earlier, with a strange hope that it may seem even more attractive than before.
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