I waited in my office until about 5 minute till I was supposed to meet her and then went down and I saw her in the meeting area of the lobby. Her hair is in the usual layered manner with all of her makeup perfect though her lips are a particularly dark red which is in contract to the very monochrome outfit that she was wearing. The outfit consisted of a black blouse with a pencil skirt that makes it to just above her knees. Her legs are sheathed in white stockings that lead to her black, stylish pumps. Damn! Pretty hot woman!!!
Guess what I'm wearing... I'm sure you can - Heather grey v-neck T, dark blue skinny jeans and light grey all stars. I'm made-up well and my hair is strait with my bangs slightly in my eyes... My Look We greet each other with normal pleasantries.
"Hi. I'm guessing you're Carolyn. I see you found the place."
You know when someone answers back with, "Yes, I did Cindy Breeland McAdams," that this meeting isn't going to go the way you thought it would. She had a folder with her, containing some copies of my personal documents - a copy of my birth certificate and several important documents such as my high school diploma driver's license and some police reports on me. Yikes! I knew at this point that I'd brought a knife to a gun fight...
She had hired a private investigator to follow me and dig up stuff on me. She said she has a folder just like this on herself, as well. I told her that I didn't know anything about her other than what I'd read online that she herself had posted.
She also slid over to me an envelop containing about 100 pics of me from here in Miami that she had taken... Talk about freaking someone out!!!
She blamed me for not trying to turn back to a guy. I told her that if I turned back right now, I would probably just die. I'm sure my heart would just stop... I told her that I'd gained what I always wanted and she said that she'd lost a lot, mostly her power... "The one thing that I hate most about this new existence is I have lost something, I have lost my power. I once had the strength to protect others and now I am nothing but a damsel."
She said that she's no longer really angry and that she wants to help others like us. I agreed to help her out too! I mean, I was already doing that... It just comes natural to me. I just like to help people, I always have.
From reading her blog, I found out that for the most part she's attracted to guys but she said that for some reason she's attracted to me as well... And I will have to say, she's not bad in the looks department... I just hope that all this niceness isn't some sort of an angle or a way to get to me...
She asks me if there are any things about my life that I may want to know. She says she has lots of information on the girl me from my past that I probably don't know about. I ask her a few questions and am really put off by some of them... Here's one... uugggg...
"wow... cool! amazing. thanks! i almost hate to ask this... but... "past love interests?"
"There are a few one or two, guys and girls alike seemed ot catch your interest. You were really not afraid to tell someone you were interested and you were a loyal girlfriend to whoever you were with. Also avoid that co-worker Steve, things were a little sexually awkward a bit back after a drunken chirstmas party but I am not sure you slept with him, just you two had been seen making out and some light petting"
"Dammit! Steve! Really!!!... And see, that's why I dont't drink much, right there... Excuse me, I just threw up a little in my mouth." I faked throwing up and gagged a bit. "You don't happen to have another water do you. I hate coffee!"
The rest of the meeting was mostly light-hearted and almost fun. I did, in a playful way kinda hit on her... In the end, she wound up offering me a modeling job if I wanted it with her company in New York... I just might do it. Actually, I really want to! Me, a model? Oh yeah!
Here's how it ended... Mostly just my thoughts and some dialog, as far as I can remember...
I saw her smile. She saw me smile. I still feel the kiss tingling on my cheek! Me, a model. I mean, do I even really look good enough, sure, maybe. But, me... Wow! I couldn't wait to tell Olivia! "I'll be in touch for sure" I yelled that across the lobby, causing Hannah, the front desk receptionist to look my way. Damn, it's lunchtime and I'm too excited to eat though...
This was the abbreviated version. If you want to know more, just ask!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment