All She Knows

Shit, how long was I asleep she thought as she jumped from her bed. Fuck, 8 PM already she said to herself. He was on his way and she hadn't even taken a shower yet. Quickly she riffled through her closet. Where did he say we were going she thought. What the fuck does "I know a nice spot " mean anyway she said as she pulled out her black sweater. Who exactly is this guy anyway she said out loud as she soaped up under the water that was a degree or two too hot. She'd been approached plenty of times in plenty of places. Why did she still have this number? Panic starts to set in as she tosses on her clothes. Quickly she drys her hair and applies her make up ever so carefully so as to give the appearance of not wearing any. She stares in the mirror, turns from side to side. There's a knock at the door.

A thought

I really don't like lifting weights anymore, they're too heavy.

Here goes

Saturday 2-14-09

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