Used and Abused

Used and Absed

  Shit, it's eight a.m. already! I have to be at my interview by nine. These damn dreams are really fucking with me. I rush through a shower, apply light makeup, and slip into my interview dress suit. Man, I don't even know if I'll make it on time on the bus. I better call a taxi on my way down to get some coffee in the lobby. When I open my door I see Kris, with his hand up in a fist, as if we're getting ready to knock.

  "Oh...um... hello...sorry this is really awkward. I mean... not you of course.... this situation. Fuck... I mean, would like to join me for breakfast in the lobby?" He finally manages to say.

  "Oh... I um...." Shit not me too. I'm never shy. "Well, I would love too, but I only have enough time to grab some coffee and call a cab." I finally say.

  "A taxi?"

  "Yes, I have an interview at nine and I'm running awfully late, but I appreciate the invite."

  "I have my car if you will allow me to take you."

  "That's a really nice gesture, but I couldn't possibly take advantage."

  "Your not, really I would be honored."

  "Okay sure. Do you know where Smile Bright preschool is?"

  "Uh yeah, it's only about nine blocks from here."

  "Well, we better get going I don't want to be late and blow this opportunity."

  When we get inside his Mercedes, I begin to wonder exactly what he does for a living. We don't really speak to much; just a little conversation here and there. Until we arrive at my destination.

  "Well here we are." He says with that beautiful smile. "Shall I wait for you?"

  "No, no, thank you though. Again I greatly appreciate the ride."

  "If you don't mind.... I um.... shit how do I say this."

  "I don't know, but I really need to get inside."

  "Sorry, I just wanted to say that I would be honored to take you out to dinner."

  "Look, I don't know you very well and just because you gave me a ride doesn't mean I plan on returning the favor. I am here for a reason and I have a five year old to worry about...."

 

  "I'm sorry I didn't mean to come off strong. I just wanted to get to know you better."

  "No, I'm sorry I'm a jerk. Sure I'll have dinner with you. I really do need to get going though so I'll see you at eight I guess."

  "Yes, I'll will meet you at your room by eight. Thank you. " He says while driving off.

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  I have two hours to get ready, but I want to call and cancel. There's no point in getting to know this man when I have to pack up and leave anyways. I was really hoping that this job was my opportunity to start a new life for Sofia and I. Since I didn't get the job I have to go back to Fresno. Well I can look around tomorrow and Friday and by Sunday head back to Fresno if I have no luck in employment.

  Well enough dwelling, time to get my beauty on. I shower, apply my makeup, and put on my purple cocktail dress. It's low enough to show just the right amount of cleavage to impress, but keep them wanting more. I love the way way that the dress compliments my figure. My self loathing is interrupted by the knock on the door. When I open the door I see Kris in a black button down and black slacks that show he has a nice size package to go with his good looks.

  "Hey, I'm just about done. Let me grab my purse."

  "Sure no problem." He says with that smile. If he doesn't stop smiling won't make it to dinner.

  "Okay already."

  "Wow, what's the occasion? You look stunning!"

  "Oh this old thing. It's nothing" Thank goodness I was able to find it last minute for a decent price.

  "Well we better get going before we miss our reservation."

  The drive to the restaurant was short while we discussed music and hobbies. These topics have always been an icebreaker of mine. The restaurant is exquisite when we pull into the lot.

  "Wow this place is pretty snazzy."

  "Oh it's alright, maybe next time I can cook you dinner at my place."

  "Oh, the hotel?"

  "Mhmm.... um.... no... actually my place was being renovated. It will be finished by tomorrow."

  "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't realize you were from here...."

  "May I take your orders?" A beautiful  young waitress with blonde hair asks. Not breaking eye contact with Kris.

  "Yes. we'll both have the shrimp scamp pasta, a light salad, and a bottle of your finest wine." He orders for us both.

  "Wine? No hard liquor?"

  "If you like... Excuse miss I'll have a bottle of Jack and some coke please."

  "That's better." I say teasing.

  Drink after drink. Laugh after laugh. I'm am more than tipsy and super tired. Kris eventually calls it a night and we head home.