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	Shawn's Fantasy
	Shawn's Fantasy


My dear friend Shawn gave me a criteria for a story and I tried my hardest to meet it. In one day this is what I had. (The story will be cut into two parts the second is being typed right now.) Shawn’s Fantasy The bar was seriously crowded when I started bussing tables. I kept a sly eye on my lover, Raina. Raina was dressed like myself and the other female employees, tight jean shorts and a tight white tee shirt. We were allowed the choice of working with or without shoes. I always chose flip flops. “Ma’m?” A patron asked politely. He was tipsy. “How may I help you?” I smiled and turned toward him. He was quite tall. He had reddish brown hair like russet, with a pallid complection and green eyes. “Yes. I would like to order you.” Yeah one drink too many. I kept a smile plastered in place as I coolly told him no. I walked back to the bar to get the beer for table 5 and the man followed. “Why not?” He whined as I filled the pitcher. “Because I am not a whore. If you want to bed someone go out to the corner.” I snatched the pitcher from the tap and stalked away. I could feel the eyes of someone on me. Probably Raina or Fender my boss. The annoying man followed me for another hour until I snapped. “Look! Go away and leave me alone. I am not going to have sex with you so bug off!” I told him after filling up the pitcher for the 3rd time. He looked angry at me when I looked away from him to check the pitcher. He reached over the counter and grabbed my arm. “I will not leave you alone because I want you-” “Let her alone man. Can you not see she wants to be left alone?” Fender said with his Irish accent. The man let go and left. “Thank you Fender.” I told him as I delivered the beer to the table. Fender nodded at me when I came back. Nearly 4 hours later I was headed home. I live with Raina out in the sticks of North Pole Alaska. Our home was a small cabin with a long driveway. Pines and Birches surrounded our house blocking it from view. I pulled up and got out avoiding the thorns of our wild rose bushes. I slid the key into the copper lock on the black door. I strode through the house kicking off my clothes as I went. Once I got to the bathroom I turned on the bath and poured the bubble bath mix into the water. I slipped into the water once high enough. I don’t know how long I was in there but it wasn’t long enough for my skin to prune so not very long. I could hear a car door slam and footsteps. The door opened. I climbed out of the tub and let it drain. I had just secured a towel around me when the door opened. I Will Show You A sweet Dream Next Night-Gwenivyre Waltson magerie756 · Wed Jun 30, 2010 @ 06:58am · 0 Comments


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