Rendezvous with the Lady in Red: Episodes from a Coffee Shop Day 2
Episodes from a Coffee Shop - Day 2: Rendezvous with the Lady in Red
I pushed the door open and allowed the gratifying odor of coffee beans brewing enter my nasal cavities. I walked over to the table I designated as my work surface hoping that it was unoccupied. Gleeful, I sat and warmed the seat with my rump.
Before I could take out my journal, the door swung open. In came a robust woman in vermillion attire. She looked quite disheveled. It was quite evident, the female was tardy for an appointment - her gargantuan of a bosom was heaving. She scanned the room waiting to lock eyeballs with someone. I searched the room with her.
Along the corner of the shop was a gauntly fellow growing restless until he beheld the ruby figure. He became rigid and struggled to wave as his hands feebly moved to and fro. The female’s lips twinkled and sauntered over to his direction.
With such reverence, the fella stood up and they exchanged civilities. The gent gracefully motioned with his hands to the seat that was strategically placed next to his own.
Such spectacle! Oh, how I wished to have procured lip-reading skills so that I may jot down the chit-chat between the incongruous couple.
I was desperate to hear the words that spilled out of their lips. However, not wanting to seem creepy by hovering too close, I resigned to my seat.
I could not hear any dialogue, but I was still able to gawk at the pair. The woman’s hands fluttered everywhere as she talked incessantly while he committed himself to paying attention.
The chatterbox finally took a breather. I giggled as I witnessed the woman suggestively guide the straw into her orifice to take a sip of her beverage. I awaited for the fellow’s equally tawdry response. He smirked and turned away for a brief second.
Nature calls! The woman stood up and sashayed her way into the ladies’ room. Subtly, his head swiveled around and eyeballs followed the figure.
As soon as the bathroom door clicked, the fella bolted up his seat and galloped through the doors.
I pushed the door open and allowed the gratifying odor of coffee beans brewing enter my nasal cavities. I walked over to the table I designated as my work surface hoping that it was unoccupied. Gleeful, I sat and warmed the seat with my rump.
Before I could take out my journal, the door swung open. In came a robust woman in vermillion attire. She looked quite disheveled. It was quite evident, the female was tardy for an appointment - her gargantuan of a bosom was heaving. She scanned the room waiting to lock eyeballs with someone. I searched the room with her.
Along the corner of the shop was a gauntly fellow growing restless until he beheld the ruby figure. He became rigid and struggled to wave as his hands feebly moved to and fro. The female’s lips twinkled and sauntered over to his direction.
With such reverence, the fella stood up and they exchanged civilities. The gent gracefully motioned with his hands to the seat that was strategically placed next to his own.
Such spectacle! Oh, how I wished to have procured lip-reading skills so that I may jot down the chit-chat between the incongruous couple.
I was desperate to hear the words that spilled out of their lips. However, not wanting to seem creepy by hovering too close, I resigned to my seat.
I could not hear any dialogue, but I was still able to gawk at the pair. The woman’s hands fluttered everywhere as she talked incessantly while he committed himself to paying attention.
The chatterbox finally took a breather. I giggled as I witnessed the woman suggestively guide the straw into her orifice to take a sip of her beverage. I awaited for the fellow’s equally tawdry response. He smirked and turned away for a brief second.
Nature calls! The woman stood up and sashayed her way into the ladies’ room. Subtly, his head swiveled around and eyeballs followed the figure.
As soon as the bathroom door clicked, the fella bolted up his seat and galloped through the doors.
