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I thought to myself, returning to my own mail. Walking to the trash can near the standup table where I was going through my mail, she said, "Hi," and I returned her greeting, watching her as she walked towards the door.
The blonde. The blonde that eyed me at Millys last night, thats who that is, I quickly realized, thats why she looked so familiar. At least, I think that was her; no, I was sure that it was her, I finally decided.
"Huh," I said out loud to myself in the empty mail center. "How fucking weird would that be?" I said, again out loud, gathering my good mail and returning to my car and driving to my patio home and its enclosed garage space in the rear.
Checking my phone messages, there was one from my mom, suggesting that if I wanted to bring whatever young man I was dating, that hed be welcomed; but of course, thats only if you want to, she ended.
Chuckling to myself, I talked back to my message machine, saying, "Oh yeah, thats a great idea, mom, Ill bring my date from last night and watch the jaws drop."
Not!
The next few weeks flew by incredibly fast. Brie returned from London, and between her bed and Dees, my sex life was wonderfully full at the moment. Thanksgiving was around the corner, yet another day to deal with the when-is-Lynn-going-to-find-Mr. Right drama that is my family.
Walking into the mail center, my mystery blond was at the standup table, sorting her mail. We had seen each other a few times since that Saturday afternoon, a couple of weeks back, nodding or saying a polite hi to each other in passing.
"Millys." I heard from behind me as I retrieved my mail. Turning towards her, I said, "Excuse me?" looking between her and my mail.
"Ive been driving myself crazy-and thats a short trip-trying to figure out why so seem so familiar to me. It was at Millys, a couple of weeks ago; thats where I saw you, why I thought I knew you," looking up from her mail, a bright smile on her face directed at me.
Walking over to the table, but across from her, I put my mail down. "Dont feel alone; Ive been trying to place you as well since I saw you in here the first time." Extending my hand in greeting, I introduced myself, adding, "And yes, it was in Millys; I was with a girlfriend and I also saw you, briefly, but your face must have stayed with me."
"Im Natalie, but please call me Nat," taking my hand in greeting, softly squeezing it, as opposed to shaking it, "Im surprised you remember me, we didnt talk, did we?"
"No, just two ships passing in the night," I joked, and she laughed with me, her green eyes smiling.
"I havent seen you back there since then, why?" she asked as she looked at her mail, as I was.
"Been incredibly busy; thought about going by myself a couple of times
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but just havent gotten around to it," I said, stacking my keeper mail and pushing the junk into the can next to the table.
"I was thinking about dropping in there tonight if youd like to join me, my gal-pal bailed out on me tonight and I hate going out alone." She said, dumping her own trash mail into the can.
"So, Im your backup date, huh? I jokingly said, snickering a bit
"Yep, I guess so," laughing, "so do you want to join me for a couple of cocktails and a bit of people-watching?"
I chewed my lip a bit, deciding; what the hell, I thought, it sure beat my planned evening of doing laundry.
"What the hell, what time?"
Shed drive, and pick me up behind my place, at the garage entry at eight; thatd work, give me time to shower and relax a bit.
Nat is a little package; shes no more than 54", Id say, and maybe 110 lbs. Her blond hair is shoulder length and frames her face nicely, Id say. Her age? Id guess her to be between the late twenties and early thirties.
Those were the thoughts bouncing around my head as I toweled dry from my shower when the phone rang; running naked to my bedroom, I grabbed it on the fourth ring.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hi, its me, Nat-we had exchanged numbers-looks like we have to come up with a plan B," I heard her say, "Millys is closed until the Monday after Thanksgiving for remodeling."
"Damned inconsiderate bastards," I joked.
"Bitches, actually," she corrected me, "Millys is owned by Milly and Jackie, a couple of older butches."
"Bitches? Or Butches? Make up your mind," I joked.
"Well, theyre all Butch who can be bitches, at times," she said.
"Got it. Sos whats plan B?"
"Like movies?"
"Yeah, though my tastes tend to run towards the Indie films," I said.
"Cool, theres a new bill starting at the Art Cinema tomorrow night, want to check it out?"
Confused, I sought clarification, "I thought you were talking about tonight."
"No, tonight I thought wed grab a couple of pops at another place I know since Millys is closed."
"So the movies?" even more confused.
"Oh, tomorrow night? Sorry, thats a different date, a second date."
"Oh." I said.
The other place was a west side bistro in the arts district, called Lezs. Yes, the name says it all. It was upscale, had a DJ working the small dance area, offered nibble fare and lots of beers. Nat and I chose a tall table in the bar area, away from the dance area.
Toasting each other with our drinks, we both took a long pull.
"So, my story, huh?" Nat said when she put down her glass.
She had heard my story on the drive over, when I answered her question about my orientation. She agreed with me that my newness means Im at the exploration stage, personally. She also agreed with me that the fact I havent really questioned the continuation of my explorations is very telling.
"Youll know," she said, "and youll either accept the truth about yourself,
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