Updated: Jan 8
He was a sinister looking guy. The kind of guy that, if he wore a cowboy hat, he would wear it low. He would look out from under it like the world around him burned his eyes. The only thing really exposed would be his strong chiseled chin. This guy was a combination of Clint Eastwood and the Terminator. You dare not meet his gaze, but you can’t help but stare because of the change he brought to the room. He had cosmic power. I knew I was taking my life into my own hands with my nervous glances but I couldn’t help myself. I hated myself for my lack of self-control. I told T, “Check out that dude.”
I turned her way as I was saying it, as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I saw that she was looking at him. Not just looking at him but LOOKING at him. Her mouth kind of pursed open a little and then a grin landed on her lips. I have to think long and hard about the last time I saw my lady captivated like she was now. It might have been when she saw Dwight Yoakam shake his pelvis around the stage like a blender shredding potatos. Who loves hashbrowns? She said something that I was not able to decipher as she continued to stare at the dude. It kind of sounded like, “Shake it all the way Dwight,” but I could be wrong.
The next thing I know her hand is feeling my arm like a snooty old rich guy feels the shiny paint of his classic car. Softly, so as not to leave a fingerprint, like a whisper of a touch. I snap my neck back in surprise as the energy from her touch on my arm finds its’ way to my spine. She is in some sort of boy band trance. Like she is playing the part of the cute girl in an N Sync video. Innocent, playful, seduction. She is now feeling my arm with both of her hands! I can tell she is thinking about that guy while using me as the outlet for her fantasy. I can’t blame her because I am watching him too. I have never seen such a smooth character in this place before.
I’m caught off guard when she says, “I bet his skin is soft all over and there’s only one way to find out.”
I shift a bit nervously as her eyes lock with his. What the heck is happening? This can’t be happening, but it is. I have always heard that we have moments that define our lives. Moments that change the course of our lives. This must be one of those. I don’t know how much time passed but it felt like eternity in the blink of an eye. She finally brought the whole thing to a merciful end when she said, “I’m so glad we switched to handmade soap, what kind did you use tonight, lavender flowers? Your skin is really, really, soft...dude."
She smiles at me in the mirror.
I give her my best Eastwood smile and then watch her walk out of the room. Then I turned my attention back to my reflection. I find myself feeling my own arm too, I really should find that old cowboy hat. On second thought, I’ll just order a few more bars of lavender flowers.
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