Those who've been around know how this works. For those who haven't:
1. Quote the last post before yours
2. The object is to tell a story by picking up where the previous poster left off.
3. Have fun.
I'll start:
It was a dark and stormy night, and seeing how we had just run out of milk I had to make a midnight run to the local grocery store to pick some up. It probably wasn't a good idea to go out into the weather like this, but then again, I'd likely have the place to myself given the late hour and the weather.
I had to walk all the way to the back of the store to get the milk, (thank you strategic marketing people), and so as I strolled along toward the check out, I decided to make a detour to the produce section to look over the fruits and vegetables. My doctor has been suggesting I add a lot more fruits and vegetables to my diet, so I thought a nice salad for lunch on Saturday would help ease my guilt complex.
I first caught him staring at me from behind the lettuce.
I first caught him staring at me from behind the lettuce. His eyes looked deeply into mine and his hand touched mine as we both grabbed the same head of lettuce. I shyly said "here, you take it". I watched him as he walked away.
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It was a dark and stormy night, and seeing how we had just run out of milk I had to make a midnight run to the local grocery store to pick some up. It probably wasn't a good idea to go out into the weather like this, but then again, I'd likely have the place to myself given the late hour and the weather.
I had to walk all the way to the back of the store to get the milk, (thank you strategic marketing people), and so as I strolled along toward the check out, I decided to make a detour to the produce section to look over the fruits and vegetables. My doctor has been suggesting I add a lot more fruits and vegetables to my diet, so I thought a nice salad for lunch on Saturday would help ease my guilt complex.
I first caught him staring at me from behind the lettuce.
His eyes looked deeply into mine and his hand touched mine as we both grabbed the same head of lettuce. I shyly said "here, you take it". I watched him as he walked away.
My skin crawled as my mind replayed the scene, and I quickly walked over to the cleaner aisle to open up an antiseptic wipe package to quickly disinfect my hands. The recollection of his evil eyes as they looked into mine made me nauseous, and only the fact I knew I was under the watchful eyes of store security kept me from projectile vomiting. This guy was a creeper.
Yet, somewhere I was intrigued by his evilness and wanted to be a part of it. I couldn't help myself!!
Quote from: Purplelady1040 on March 23, 2014, 07:10:22 PM
Yet, somewhere I was intrigued by his evilness and wanted to be a part of it. I couldn't help myself!!
As I drove home listening to the windshield wipers rhythmically keeping the windshield clear I found myself thinking about the touch and my hand began to feel a strange warmth as if it were yearning for that touch again.
I knew I would have to go back and see if I could make contact again. A part of me wanted him so much, yearned for him but another part wanted to stay away from him. I felt he had an evilness that couldn't be explained but I knew I would go back!!
As I lay in bed listening to the rain coming down hard on the roof and the distant sound of thunder I drifted off to sleep and began to dream.
I dreamed of him and his touch and his haunting eyes. I admit I was fascinated by him and wondered if he thought of me. I just knew that I had to go back to the grocery store and soon. I would come up with an excuse to go back tomorrow and see if I could meet him!
I awoke to the sound of the alarm and realized I had punched snooze 3 times and was going to have to snap too if I wanted to get to work on time. I had to be there to greet some new employees and conduct the orientation so I had to be sharp and cheerful.