I made it to the zoo recently and while waiting in line to get a ticket, I was falling in love with the two young mothers behind me in line, the two of them had 5 kids that all looked to be under 6 years old, all of them still focused on mommy and enjoying the process of holding umbrellas, huddled together and bumping into each other and laughing.
The lady (really a girl to me) closest to me made some comment about how it wasn't "really" raining, but there was no change in the huddle of kids who continued laughing and bumping into each other.
I noticed that my zoo membership provided for two adult guests, and I was at the window so I asked for the guest passes. I turned to the girl (woman, mother) who was right next to me with her credit card and said, "If you never say a word to me, you can be my guest today and so can your adult friend".
She smiled at me as if she were paying attention to exactly what I had said... as if it were a game where if she said a word- she would lose. I handed her the two guest passes and turned and walked away... then a moment later heard several small voices yelling "thank you!".
As I presented my ticket to be scanned, waving it around to annoy the gatekeeper who decided to play this game by waving the scanner wand around furiously. Then she pointed the scanner at me as if it were a gun and this was a "hold-up", a serious look on her face. I held the ticket still and she scanned it, then smiled and said "thank you" in a forced mechanical way. Why not make each day special in every way we can- there was no line behind me so my wasted time did not inconvenience anyone.
I looked at my zoo membership card and realized that when my wife had renewed it, she had renewed to a different kind of membership, and I could have obtained passes for all 5 of the children too. And so despite the likely pleasure of the two moms who were my guests, and had $30 to spend on food or souvenirs, I would forever remember today as the day I screwed up and didn't get it right. Just like me.
Then I remembered that I had been told by Astrid to meet her at the rest room near the entrance, so I had to turn around and get a re-entry stamp on my hand and reverse my steps. I was still 10 minutes early so my forgetfulness would not inconvenience anyone. Audra finally emerged from the rest room where she said she would be, as I waited nearby. I wondered if Angela selected this place to meet because she wanted me to have to wait outside it. She knew I would worry that someone would accuse me of being a pervert who was trying to look into the Ladies restroom. She likes to have fun with me, and I tried to NOT look into the restroom as women went in and out, but convinced myself that it had been constructed so that nobody could see anything from outside. I didn't, no matter how hard I tried. What did I expect? some woman who leaves a breast hanging out after she pees.
Ainsley emerged somewhat disheveled and I suspected she had been playing with herself again. I knew she did this, but she would never let me watch.
April is sort of over-sexed in some ways. I laughed to myself as I thought of the wonderful Mark Twain essay about "Onanism" - could anyone that famous really be that funny? and that ... almost pornographic? If you haven't read that essay (actually a speech), you really should read that before you read the crapola here.
No matter how Twain presented it, it still was still world-class funny. And I wondered if Avery had "finished" or just become excited.
She would finish, wouldn't she. A guy sure would finish- he wouldn't START unless he was intent on finishing, but Astrid may be different. She may want to walk around at a sort of near-peak of sexual frenzy, looking for ways to have some event (or person) provoke her finish. Maybe even me? I found myself thinking that guys would actually do exactly THAT, if they weren't pretty sure of being arrested for whatever they found to finish with- some unsuspecting woman to rub up against maybe... and NO, I would not do that again.
I wondered if Aby wasn't so sexy that she could finish by something more casual than direct fast genital contact a guy would probably require.
I really shouldn't think thoughts like that. That may be what got me arrested the first time.
Amelia saw me and smiled, and waved me closer - I had been backing away from the ladies room door so that I would not get falsely accused. She had nothing in her hands, her purse was slung over her shoulder.
"So you are late!" she said.
