Lunch was going on the table at the firehouse when the alarm went in for a motor vehicle accident. We left everything where it was and ran for the trucks. One of the cars were leaking radiator fluid and we were needed to clean up the mess and make sure it did not get into the sewer system. Nothing a little kitty litter wouldn’t fix. We gave the squad a hand with the patients then went back to the station to eat what was left of lunch.
We were working on one of the trucks when a pretty blonde walked in the bay door and asked if we could help her. I joined the rest of the guys in falling over our feet to get across the bay area to her. She wore a short flowing sundress that hugged her every curve.
“Can one of you help me out? I just moved in down the street and I don’t know if I have enough smoke detectors in my house.”
The Captain smiled and asked her how many she had now and how many rooms in her home.
“Well I have one by the main bedroom, one in the basement and one by the kitchen. Is that enough?”
“You should have one outside every bedroom and at least one on each floor.” He said. “I’m sure I can arrange for one of the Fire Inspectors to come out and check it for you but if you just purchased the house, it was inspected for detectors before you bought it.”
“Oh was it? I didn’t handle the sale. My lawyer did. I just told him what kind of house I wanted and he bought it for me.”
“If you give me your address, I can forward it to one of the Inspectors and he can come out and check your house out for you.” Said the Captain.
She gave him the address and she thanked him and left. She had legs that seemed to go on forever. The curves of the back of her legs mesmerized us as she walked out of the building. As soon as she was out of sight, we jumped the Captain for her information. We were wishing we were one of the Inspectors instead of plain old firefighters.
When I got off duty, I had to drive past her place on my way home. I slowed down as I went by and she was standing outside trying to get a box out of her little black sports car. I stopped the car and asked her if she needed some help. “Yes please. The man at the hardware store out it in my car but I never thought I wouldn’t be able to lift it myself when I got it home. Didn’t I meet you yesterday when I stopped at the firehouse?”
“Yes. We had a call early this morning and I got stuck staying until it was over. Normally we work 24 hour shifts starting at 6am but we stayed until 10 because of the house fire.” “Your job is so interesting and dangerous. I bet there’s a lot of muscle under that uniform.”
“I have a lot of time between runs so I lift weights a lot. It helps pass the time.” I felt like a total idiot talking to her. She was so beautiful and nothing like any girl I ever met before. I helped her bring the box inside the large old Victorian house. I followed her through the hallway to the back of the house where the kitchen was. The kitchen was modern and big. There was a large island in the middle and she told me to put the box down on it.