she wore
a short black
cocktail dress with
heels
and stockings.
a low
cut blouse, lipstick
her hair
pulled back like
a tango dancer.
i was in shorts and a
soaked t-shirt,
just finishing
up a three hour
morning of full court
basketball.
luckily i had some
old spice cologne to splash
around selective areas
before we went into
KFC for a three piece
chicken lunch,
extra crispy.
she didn't want her apple
pie, so i wrapped
it up for her in a napkin
to take home.
i told her she was the
best looking
woman in the place
which made
her blush, and say, oh my.
really?
i think we hit it off pretty
well, except
for the dress
miscommunication.
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