I waited months for her to come to town. As August got closer and the temperature went up the day of the concert finally arrived. I was going alone, as none of my friends were real fans.
I love outdoor concerts with lawn seating; sneaking in a cold six pack in my blanket and taking my shoes off. Maybe making a friend or two on a summer night. Those were my thoughts I entered the grounds and looked for a spot. Way off in the middle of the rapidly increasing crowd I saw something white and fluttering and I made my way for it.
She seemed to be with a few other people, but also enjoying her own world as she dipped and twirled. There was no music yet but I'm sure she had something playing in her mind.
Her long hair was strawberry blond, very curly and flowed in the breeze as she moved. The small straps of her dress did little to conceal her tan shoulders. As she turned, her ample breasts swayed beneath the flimsy cotton and when she tugged the end of her skirt I saw the curve of her hips and legs that descended to shapely calves. She was barefoot and every toenail was a different color. I don't know how long I stood and stared. She stopped dancing, pushed her sunglasses onto her head, and said, "Well are you going to stay or just stare awhile?" I flushed crimson and scrambled to get seated near to her as she laughed and started to dance again.