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Chapter 2
by Imhotep
What is the first errand? What happens?
The video store.
Tossing the dvds on the seat beside me, I slipped the key in the ignition. Dashboard lights flashed to life, and the radio came to life, the volume a bit too loud for my slightly aching head. I punched the knob, shutting off the music, and my eyes shifted to the digital clock. 10:13 the clock read. I couldn’t believe it, not after how late we’d been up till, on top of how drunk I’d been when I finally crashed. I check my watch, and sure enough it was the correct time.
Shrugging my shoulders, I pulled the door shut, started the car and headed a few miles away to “The Video Shack”. I wasn’t really sure if they’d be open, but the drive would give me the opportunity to clear my head, and think about what exactly I wanted to accomplish that day. I rolled down the window, and enjoyed the breeze on my face as I kept a sharp eye out for any attractive females I might spy on the way to the store.
I saw several athletic looking girls dressed in sweatpants and t-shirts. The three were from the local high school, their blue t-shirts emblazoned with the school name and mascot, and their grey sweatpants with the word seniors running up the side of one leg in bold block letters. They jogged slowly, talking with one another, their pony tails bobbing with each step, along with their pert full tits. I slowed ever so slightly, taking in the view before speeding past. Looking in the rear view mirror, I saw that two of the three beauties were looking back over their shoulders at my car. I wondered what they might be saying to one another.
A couple of blocks before the video store, I spotted another fine looking women. She was standing at the corner, waiting for the city bus, or so I guessed. She looked to be in her late twenties, with wavy, shoulder length red hair. She was dressed in a short and very faded denim skirt, with a very tight fitting yellow halter top that left very little to the imagination. She was very curvy, with sexy hips a narrow waist, and full ripe tits on display in the low cut halter. As I approached she smiled, and sat down on the bench, crossing her legs and letting a wedge heel dangle from her toes. I waved, and continued on, wondering if I’d missed an opportunity, or one that I could check out after dropping off the videos.
Pulling up next to the front door of the store, I checked the hours sign and saw that they didn’t open for another half an hour. No matter, I thought, I’ll just drop them off in the after hours depository. I grabbed the cases, climbed out of the car, and glanced down toward the girl waiting for the bus. She was still there, and I could see that she was watching me. I laughed, and gave her another wave, which she returned, and the I walked over to the drop box. It was then I caught the movement in the store out of the corner of my eye.
A smiling Hispanic looking girl of about twenty stood next to the window, motioning for me to go to the door. I nodded, and moved to the door, watching her as she approached. Her dark hair was permed, and very long, running down to her waist. She was petite, maybe five foot seven or eight with a full but very sexy body with ample round breasts that stretched the green fabric of her polo style shirt. A plastic tag pinned above one of her breast was emblazoned with the name Rita.
Getting to the door, she threw back the bolt, and quickly looking to the right and left motioned me inside. “Thanks” I said, “but you didn’t have to open up for me, I could have just dropped them in the box” She locked the door behind me, continuing to smile.
“Well, I didn’t really let you inside to let you drop off the dvds” she snickered.
“Why did you let me in?”
Why did Rita let you in?
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Errands
A fortune cookie predicts eventful errands
A man has several errands to run on Saturday. How eventful can they be?
Created on May 31, 2006 by Torg
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