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either of you forget it.” As the other two women howled.
“I have only had bad luck with men lately because they only want me for my legs!”
And indeed, what a set of legs she did have. Long, caramel, Tina Turner legs, one of which she made sure was “accidentally” extended while sitting at the edge of a table every morning.
“My muscles need to stretch or they will get violent!” she told her giggling friends at the table.
“Honey, violence is what men want from those legs of yours!” stated Irene. All three let go of a backstage belly roll!
“I’ve tried so hard to tame them, but they just can’t be tamed.”
The three of them were in the thick of it all and used their morning meeting to pump up the volume of energy between them before heading out for work.
* * *
Victoria thought about the dark, handsome stranger in the “race car driver overalls” all day that day. In fact she couldn’t think of anything else. Once at home, she analyzed the interaction that had occurred between the two of them. Playing it out over and over in her head, she hoped she had not been too distant towards him. She concluded that she could make it up to him in the morning by being extra friendly and sweet. Surely he would show up again, he seemed to like the place.
“Oh, damn, what if he doesn’t come in? What if I have just ignored what could have been the sexiest man I have ever met?”
“What an idiot I am! ‘Always keeping the wall up for protection!’ Ok…get a grip on yourself, he’ll show again. I am sure he will. I can feel it. I hope?”
Victoria had to self-consciously behave in a normal manner the following morning. It was an attempt to appear normal while fighting to contain her excitement. She had selected the sexiest business suit she could find in her vast clothing when getting prepared for work that morning. Hoping to impress her “new man,” who she had not even formally met. Admitting to herself that there was no denying the intense attraction that she felt between them. So brief, yet so powerful.
“I can’t ever remember being so enamored and affected by meeting a man as I have been with Mr. Sexy Ferrari.”
The following morning, the Tripartite were all wearing bright red and pink glossy lipstick and looking particularly fashionable in their form-fitting blouses and sweaters. No doubt hoping to get their chance to catch the eye of the Ferrari stallion.
“Ms. Executive Stuck-up” had her work cut out for her with the local competition.
Victoria took her usual seat.
“Hi, Dotty! Isn’t beautiful outside this morning!” she exclaimed.
“Good morning, Miss. Steele, yes it is beautiful today, and so are you. Love that suit, it looks wonderful on you. Better be careful, you might catch some big Italian’s eye dressed like that!” Dotty said with a wink and a smile.
“Oh, I don’t think so, Dotty.” As demurely as she could, worried that all the women, and men for that matter, in the place could tell she was anticipating another chance meeting with Mr. Dark and Handsome that morning.
Victoria went about her routine as usual, with the only exception being that her heart skipped a beat every time the front door swung open. Seven-thirty arrived, nothing…then eight o’clock, then eight-fifteen. He wasn’t coming. She had to leave for work as her schedule was packed that morning. Maybe he would show tomorrow. She had to believe there would be a second chance. She just knew there would be.
* * *
“Well, I guess the rich bitch ran the stallion away,” lamented Natasha, referring to Victoria.
“No wonder that last movie of hers broke her winning streak. If she casts for movies like she does for dates, she’s in big trouble!” Laughing amongst themselves.
“I see ol’ Dotty wasted no time getting acquainted with the new “Michelangelo of Hollywood,” Maria-Angela added.
“Doesn’t she have a husband … AND Sam?” cracked Irene.
Victoria was anxious, once again, in
“I have only had bad luck with men lately because they only want me for my legs!”
And indeed, what a set of legs she did have. Long, caramel, Tina Turner legs, one of which she made sure was “accidentally” extended while sitting at the edge of a table every morning.
“My muscles need to stretch or they will get violent!” she told her giggling friends at the table.
“Honey, violence is what men want from those legs of yours!” stated Irene. All three let go of a backstage belly roll!
“I’ve tried so hard to tame them, but they just can’t be tamed.”
The three of them were in the thick of it all and used their morning meeting to pump up the volume of energy between them before heading out for work.
* * *
Victoria thought about the dark, handsome stranger in the “race car driver overalls” all day that day. In fact she couldn’t think of anything else. Once at home, she analyzed the interaction that had occurred between the two of them. Playing it out over and over in her head, she hoped she had not been too distant towards him. She concluded that she could make it up to him in the morning by being extra friendly and sweet. Surely he would show up again, he seemed to like the place.
“Oh, damn, what if he doesn’t come in? What if I have just ignored what could have been the sexiest man I have ever met?”
“What an idiot I am! ‘Always keeping the wall up for protection!’ Ok…get a grip on yourself, he’ll show again. I am sure he will. I can feel it. I hope?”
Victoria had to self-consciously behave in a normal manner the following morning. It was an attempt to appear normal while fighting to contain her excitement. She had selected the sexiest business suit she could find in her vast clothing when getting prepared for work that morning. Hoping to impress her “new man,” who she had not even formally met. Admitting to herself that there was no denying the intense attraction that she felt between them. So brief, yet so powerful.
“I can’t ever remember being so enamored and affected by meeting a man as I have been with Mr. Sexy Ferrari.”
The following morning, the Tripartite were all wearing bright red and pink glossy lipstick and looking particularly fashionable in their form-fitting blouses and sweaters. No doubt hoping to get their chance to catch the eye of the Ferrari stallion.
“Ms. Executive Stuck-up” had her work cut out for her with the local competition.
Victoria took her usual seat.
“Hi, Dotty! Isn’t beautiful outside this morning!” she exclaimed.
“Good morning, Miss. Steele, yes it is beautiful today, and so are you. Love that suit, it looks wonderful on you. Better be careful, you might catch some big Italian’s eye dressed like that!” Dotty said with a wink and a smile.
“Oh, I don’t think so, Dotty.” As demurely as she could, worried that all the women, and men for that matter, in the place could tell she was anticipating another chance meeting with Mr. Dark and Handsome that morning.
Victoria went about her routine as usual, with the only exception being that her heart skipped a beat every time the front door swung open. Seven-thirty arrived, nothing…then eight o’clock, then eight-fifteen. He wasn’t coming. She had to leave for work as her schedule was packed that morning. Maybe he would show tomorrow. She had to believe there would be a second chance. She just knew there would be.
* * *
“Well, I guess the rich bitch ran the stallion away,” lamented Natasha, referring to Victoria.
“No wonder that last movie of hers broke her winning streak. If she casts for movies like she does for dates, she’s in big trouble!” Laughing amongst themselves.
“I see ol’ Dotty wasted no time getting acquainted with the new “Michelangelo of Hollywood,” Maria-Angela added.
“Doesn’t she have a husband … AND Sam?” cracked Irene.
Victoria was anxious, once again, in
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