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- As we talked, she asked about my walk, and I told her
- about my car. My cooling system was shot, and it would cost
- over a hundred bucks to get it going right. One hundred
- dollars I couldn't quite afford. And eat that week at least,
- but I didn't mention that. I don't like sympathy and don't
- coddle for it.
- "Would you be interested in some side work?" she asked.
- We had talked about some of the financial surprises I had
- had, comparing Utility costs and what not, and my work as a
- computer programmer. I found it very easy to talk to her,
- and realized I was discussing things I usually didn't with a
- woman I had just met. I said that I might be, and she told
- me that she had some 'stuff' that she needed picked up and
- brought to her house to be stored in the basement. Laughing,
- she reached forward and taking my arm in a surprisingly firm
- grip and tested the firmness of my bicep. "Hmm..." she said
- "This stuff is going to be heavy. Think your up to it?" I
- smiled, something I found easy around her, and assured her
- that if a normal man could lift it, so could I. For my size,
- I am surprisingly strong. She commented that this would help
- matters.
- She left me a phone number and told me to call her
- Saturday morning and she would give me directions then. As
- she left, I thought what a shame that she didn't live in the
- house down the street, but oh well. Saturday morning came,
- and with some excitement I woke up around 8 am. Very early
- for a weekend to me. Calling Joanne at about 9, I was happy
- to hear that her offer still stood, and she gave me
- directions to her house in South Arlington off of Rt. 7. I
- got my roommate to give me a ride over, and tried to contain
- my excitement. When I got there, she apologized at
- forgetting about my lack of transportation, and promised me a
- return ride. She took me out front and gave me the keys to a
- Toyota 4 X 4, and handed me some directions for a glass shop
- in Reston. The store owner was expecting me, she said, and I
- was to pick up some glass squares she said, and that it might
- take 2 trips, due to the weight. I got in the truck and
- drove off, thinking about what was going on. Perhaps I was
- letting my imagination get the better of me, and she really
- just had work for me. Oh well, I thought and drove on, but I
- did remember the sight of her nipples jutting out under her
- light blue t-shirt as she waved good-bye. Not knowing what
- sort of work to expect, I had worn my favorite faded blue
- jeans and a black t-shirt from a George Michael's concert.
- "I want your sex" discreetly displayed on the front in small
- letters, and "EXPLORE MONOGAMY" on the back. Conflicting
- messages perhaps. Perhaps not.
- I arrived at the store, and after talking briefly with
- the clerk, was directed to pull the truck to the back of the
- store, where I backed it to the loading dock. Unfortunately
- the truck bed was a full three feet below the deck, so I had
- to lift each box and place it in the truck bed. These boxes
- were heavy as hell! Each one weighed almost 100 pounds of
- pure dead weight. After about 15 boxes we decided that would
- do it for this load, as there were another 15 or so to go.
- When I got back to Joanne's house, I knocked on the door, and
- was greeted by an attractive dark-haired woman who let me in.
- Joanne was in the kitchen, and had made us some lunch. She
- introduced me to Marie and explained that they were good
- friends. My imagination wondered just how good of friends,
- but I kept my mouth shut. Occasionally, I would catch a dark
- look from Marie when Joanne wasn't looking. She was wearing
- a pair of khaki shorts and a white tank top that did a good
- job at displaying her generous bosom. From the side, I could
- see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and from time to time she
- would reach for this or that, and I would catch a glimpse of
- the curve of her breast. Her long tan legs she kept close
- together and tucked under her chair. I grinned to myself at
- her apparent distaste for me.
- After some tuna-fish sandwiches, I returned outside and
- began carrying the boxes, one by one, into the house and into
- her basement. The sun was fully overhead at this point, and
- in my exertions, I found a light sheen of sweat breaking out
- over my arms and head. Cursing the choice of a black shirt,
- I eventually discarded it, and continued. Occasionally I
- would catch a glimpse of someone looking out the living room
- window at me, and I wondered who it was. After I stored
- them, Jo asked me if I were ok, and explained that she would
- have never guessed that I could manage them so easily. Of
- course they weren't as managable as I made it seem.
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