he was a bit unnervedhe wasnt
often unnerved
but while waiting
at a light to take a leftlistening to the Beatles Drive My Car he glanced suddenlyright
as he recognised the sensation of being watched
in the boxy vehicle beside himfor
some reason he imagined it a Mercedes-Benz van he didnt care for their look the new Benzs were awkward misshapen appeared disproportionate topheavy
he was wrong
it was a Postal truck
and from its
righthand drivers seat a female mailman was looking him at him looking him over
he looked away
she wasnt discreet
he glanced againOhbrother she was still eyeing him
he glanced againthey crossed
glances crossed glances are like crossed
swords like thrown gauntlets a challenge
who didnt like a challenge
he turned and looked back at
her
she was still looking at him where was I Saw Her Standing There granted
he could only see her breasts up but what he saw interested him
a dark mop freckles dimplesyes her smile forced his
when the light turned green she
wasnt fast off the mark
he went left and threw a tidy
uturn before the approaching traffic and nestled into the lefthand turn lane and
waited at the red
she evidently saw his manoeuvre he watched her slowly make her way into the righthand lane
as he watched she threw on her
flashers and pulled off to stop at the side of the road a Postal truck stopped at the side of the
road wasnt unusual although if someone was
observant they would have seen there werent any mailboxs along the road where
the truck had stopped
as the light went green and he proceeded
to make a left he saw that she had gotten out of the truck and stood behind it legs partedhands on her hips
she wasnt shy
she was confident
she was smiling
a smiling confident woman was
sexy
he got rightslowed then turning his flashers onslowing furthur he
pulled over to the side of the road just ahead of the truck and stopped
he watched traffic through his
sideview rearview mirrors he watched it
over his shoulder when it was safe for
him to exit the 4Runner he got out onto the street
she had walked up on him and
stood beside the 4Runner
crossing between the vehicles he
smiled Can I help you
she smiled coyly Does it look like I need help?
he walked onto the shoulder of
the road and up to her leaves crunching
underfoot were muted by a fresh spate of brilliant green grass that grew from
the recent rains It looked like you needed
something an that made me curious If I
could Id like to help
A knight in shining
armour?helping a damsel in distress?
No Youre certainly not a damsel in distress
I couldn’t be a damsel?
Ah mademoiselle no Your rights have been won You can even have a soul if you like
Well, shit, I certainly know how to
pick em. A prince, a thoughtful man. she laughed she didnt cover her mouth
he laughed with her
Then I have been chosen
Ooh.
That’s a fine question, have you
been chosen?
And chosen for what
Maybe that’s up to you?
Why did you stop?
Im curious by nature a road not taken goes nowhere And I liked your earnest expressionyour interest
Interest?
Interest
Youre interested
Otherwise we wouldnt be standing
here talking
My names Joe
I’m Giselle.
So Giselle perhaps my takemy mademoiselle wasnt off
No, it wasn’t. I was born in
Arles. Maman is French, my father is Irish. We moved here when I was ten.
Arles
Yes. Oui.
Youre bilingual
Yes. Oui.
When are you free
1610, Day-between-Two-Ts, 2 1.
19
1224, Saturday,
5 1. 19
The Beatles Drive My Car
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kfSQkZuIx84
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