Ah, yes…
I remember this thread. I think it was about 1984, no, 1985 when I first met this thread.
It was a cool October day, bright and sunny, but with a very chilly wind blowing.
Anyways, I out walking around the lake. Not exercising, I rode my bike for that. I was just enjoying the day off, letting the chill air, the warm coffee, and the lovely day envigoratemy senses.
Well, as I turned a corner down one particular path which led to a nice secluded bench, I notice this thread standing near the water. Oh, she was a sight! Looked to be about 20 or so. Slim, maybe 5’5", red hair, tight blue jeans, loosely wraped too large sweater…
She turned to me, her green eyes bright in the morning sun, a look of surprise on her face.
“Good morning,” she offered, her momentary surprise turned into a friendly smile.
“Hello,” I said. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” she said, “This is my favorite spot on these paths. You?”
As she said this, a sudden change in wind direction blew open her loosely tied too big sweater, revealing an almost sheer off white peasent shirt (remember, it’s the '80s) untied and flapping in the breeze. The swelling of her perfect breasts were visible to me, alabaster skin, a few freckles…
I looked. Hey, I was a 20 something guy, after all.
She saw my glance and smiled real big. “You like them?”
Flustered, I stammer, “Uh, y-yes. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to look.”
“It’s okay. I’m not offended.” She took about step or two closer to me, offering me hand. “Cherise. I just moved here about a month ago.”
I took her hand, “Steve. I just moved here last year. Pleasure to meet you.” And, boy did I mean it! Her hand was warm in mine, her grip firm but not masculine. A lone bird sang somewhere nearby.
more reminiscing later…