Colonial Sanders Sweet Lips

One: Begginings

     "I'm so damn hungry. I could really go for a bite right about now." I thought to myself as I walked along the cold cobblestones just outside of my front door. I remembered, there was a KFC just around the corner that I hadn't been to for a while, so I decided to pass by my door and walk to the KFC. As I stepped in, the familiar smell of deep fried chicken and old, uncleaned oil hit me like a wave of nostalgia, from a not so distant past. I continued forward, moving closer to the warmth of the frier inside. As I took my place in line I thought about what I wanted to order. Once it was my turn I was greeted by a kind young man. 
"Can I take your order ma'am?"
"Uhhhh- yeah....." I paused. "Could I please get a Famous Bowl Fill Up?"
"Yes, and for the drink?"
"Uhmm" I said as I looked over my options "Can I have the limited time colonial soda mix?"
"Yes, that will be an extra $2, is that okay?"
"Oh yeah, that's fine."
"Your total will be $13.95"

I completed my transaction and sat down and waited for my order. As I waited, I thought about the beautiful eyes of the man that had just served me. What did his name tag say? I couldn't remember. All I could think about were his beautiful deep-hazel eyes, like embers of an eternal flame, they consumed my thoughts. I continued to wait and opened up my straw to try the "limited time colonial soda mix". I shoved the straw through the little plastic hole in the lid, and as it slid down it made the plastic-on-plastic sound that a lid always does. I pressed my lips to the straw and took a deep swig. It was- salty and yet sweet and had a somewhat metallic undertone. Odd, but I like it.

The young man came back and gave my fill-up bowl and said sweetly, "Enjoy your meal." giving me a knowing glance before walking away. Just before he left, I was able to read the name on his name tag, it said "David."

I ate my meal, making sure to keep my lipstick neat, and to keep my clothes from getting dirty. After I finished with the bowl I took the final sip of the drink, stuffed the cookie into my purse and walked back into the bathroom so that I could clean up before facing David again. Once inside, I moved straight toward the cold sink and pressed the faucet to begin the flow. I washed my hands in the frigid water and used the white foaming soap, whos scent reminded me of hospital visits and doctors offices. I pulled out a few paper towels and dried off my hands so that I could touch up my ruby-red lipstick, and black, wingtip eyeliner. I adjusted my skirt and baggy tucked in skirt. I looked myself over, one final time before building the courage to exit, and whirled around and was shocked by a man standing behind me, I didn't get a chance to examine his face before the shock ran through my whole body. My eyes darted around the bathroom, noticing it was just him and I, I had no other choice but to face him, now realizing that the eyes that once seemed to stare straight through my clothes were the eyes of David, who was watching me, with a tender expression on his face. 

"H- hey! Why did you follow me into the restroom!?"
He looked me dead in my eyes and said "When I saw you I was immediately infatuated with you."
He leaned forward so that our noses nearly touched, eyes locked and bodies close, we grew closer and our lips touched. I could finally feel his soft, supple lips. Our lips were locked and he pulled me closer so that now our chests were touching. I felt him and it filled my stomach with butterflies. I pulled back.
"Wait, wait, wait. We don't even know each other!"
Hand still around my waist he said "I don't need to."
I wriggled away from his grasp, and looked at his face. I noticed my lipstick covered his lips and giggled. I looked back at his eyes and turned to walk away, but just before I was out of is reach, he grabbed me by the shoulder. 
"Wait!" He exclaimed. I whirled around, "What now?" 
"I want your number, I need to talk to you again."
With a smirk I wrote my number out in the receipt that he had handed me, gave it a kiss to make it with my lipstick and handed it to him with a wink before leaving. I knew that made his day, but I wasn't going to let him know it made mine.