He couldn't believe the traffic that he was in. It was bumper to bumper. Literally! Ahhh. He was soo pissed right now, that it wasn't even funny. Not only did he have a bad day at work, his girlfriend nagging at him gain, and to top it all off, he had to go home where a stranger was. She had probably made a mess of the house and probably his room too. (GOD! Wut's with is room.ï ) That's what his girlfriend had done the first time she had come over.—She went straight to looking through his stuff. Commenting on this and rearranging that.—It was so frustrating.
—'Good. The cars are moving.'
He really needed to dump her and get someone new.-It's not that he didn't like her..quite the opposite. She was one hot body. It's just that she was getting wayy too clingy and possessive.
—'God! They stopped again!'
She was good for a lay, but other than that, she was just plain 'bleh.'—So it's settled then. The next chance he got, he was going to break up with her and go to new fish.
—'Finally! Out and free of the car-bumping traffic. Just a few more blocks.'
Hmmm. Who should be his new target? Joyce from work looked appetizing. With how short she wore her skirt and V-neck..it was a wonder why she hadn't been named the 'slut' of the office.—She was practically THROWING herself at him.—Mmm..maybe not. She would be there for a while anyway. He should leave her for later.—But, then who else? Who el—Amber! Amber from his lunchtime diner was also a sight for sore eyes. Yet she just didn't seem to be what he was searching for at the moment. 'Damn! Being the hottest 'playboy' around was tough work.' (yea right) He chuckled at this thought.
—'Good. Home.'
He parked his dark forest green '66 mustang convertible in the garage and went to the door.
Once inside, he noticed that there were sounds coming from the living room.
Locking the door and putting his stuff on a near-by table, he started heading to where the sounds were blaring from.
The site that greeted him made him stop in his tracks in the entrance of the room.
He couldn't believe that she had fallen asleep in such a position.
She was laying across the couch (belly down) with on arm and leg hanging off the couch.—A plat and glass were adorning the table next to her and the t.v. showed some cartoons.
'What a child' he thought—but an adorable one at that.
'Whoa-where'd that come from?—Nevermind. Might as well take her to bed. Can't just leave her here like this. She'd be completely sore in the morning.
So he turned off the t.v. and went to kneel down next to her...how was he going to do this?
He reaches across her, and gently pulled the half of her that was on the couch, out towards him-so that she would fall into his arms bridal style.
So with one arm under her back and the other under her legs, he made his way up the stairs and to her room.—But before he opened the door, a thought crossed his mind, 'She had no furniture yet.'
'Damn it! Where to put her? Where to put her?' He couldn't leave her on the couch or on the floor in her room, because not only would she wake up pissed and twisted..it would also be just wrong.
But then...the only other place,..was his room. And he couldn't put her there, because he had just told her that morning that she couldn't go in there without his permission.—Although, in a way..it would be with his permission if he were the one to put her there.
He then sighed deeply.—The things he did for a total stranger.
Hey..if u guys/chiks don't understand something, anything..just ask me and I'll try to clear it up for u. And the part where he's thinking about the girl then it changes to the car..it's 'cuz he's thinking about two different things. And also..if the sentence starts with ' '..then that means that they r thinking. And if it starts with " ", it's that they r talking. Hope u understood and liked it. (review) ï
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