"Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough"
Emma couldn't believe her ears when Megan took off her thin shades off her face. "What...was that?"
"Your loan, darling. I checked your credentials and I felt a spark from that report. So, we approved your loan of three hundred and fifty thousand dollars."
"No!" Emma dropped the menus on the counter as the bank manager jumped so giddily. Sumie and Eleanor made some shrills from their mouths, hugging their shocked friend. Even some of the customers even clapped for the owner which made the curious Charles rush out of the kitchen. "Oi! What's this? What's going on here?"
"Charles, they approved the loan! We're gonna have another shop!" Emma bounced over like a hippity-hoppity bunny on Easter. She went over and jumped on her surprised hubby. He looked at the bank woman with a huge smile and he instantly knew what happened. He smiled softly and held his excited wife close. He figured the couple consumed their little gift and gotten brave in the little jungle called the bed. "Oh, you are actually making us really elated, Mrs. Harper. Me wife and I appreciate this. Tell me, where is Reginald?"
"He's in the Pontiac. He's dropping me off at work just to do my paperwork for an hour. Tomorrow, I'll give you a deed to the property over a nice spot in Orlando. Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Mersfield." The woman clicked her cute blue heels and turned to go back outside to the silver Pontiac where the smiling husband waited for her. Emma then thought of something. "Baby, the banks are closed. It's Memorial Day."
Her husband chuckled. "If I can have a guess, baby, they will be...together in the office...for more than an hour." Emma looked up at her toothy grinned husband and a moment later, she let out a laugh.
Tony entered the diner with a wooden crate of shrimp. "Here we are! One basket of shrimp." He then looked at the car in the parking lot. It swayed up and down roughly on the gravel. "Uh...Mr. Mersfield, I think we need to call an auto mechanic. That Pontiac that parked in front of your diner is rocking. I think it might fall into pieces!"
Charles chuckled over the car and took the crate from the fry cook. "You're a good man, SpongeBob. Okay, looks like you got some mighty fine shrimp, Tony. Excellent! All right, everybody, when the clock hits ten, this diner will close. So if you all have some orders to fill, Emma will be more than happy to take them.
Blimey!"
The customers ran to the Mersfields and ordered up to a gallon of ice cream of their choice. Damn! Looks like there is a good reason to open another diner. I most certainly can't blame them. I had to haul my own ass to take my ice cream. The two girls in front of me were the same two girls I greeted yesterday, Amanda and her bestie Melissa.
Amanda Whiters was a blossoming tomboy with...well, a bust and a growing ass. Last time I checked, this white girl had the flattest cheeks I've ever seen. She had a childlike round face, a button nose, short light brown hair in a pixie cut and had round meadow green eyes. She was a sporty gal with some muscles and a height of almost five and eleven inch tall. Oh yeah, if it wasn't for a slight waistline and her almost forty inch bust, you would assume she was a boy.
Her friend Melissa Mumford was a classy gal, always wearing some clean khakis and a floral short sleeved blouse. She had sea green hair flowing like she was underwater, and her eyes looked like the bright Caribbean Sea. She was petite and cream skin, not a blemish in sight. She was a skinny gal with a cherry chest and a slim waistline like Amanda. Unlike Amanda, she loved all things artistic like the orchestra and the art gallery.
When they left the diner, the girls ran a quarter mile to their rented cabin and took out their cups of their favorite flavor. They both sniffed the aroma of the chocolate chips in the dough like ice cream swirly scoops. Amanda couldn't wait and wanted a bite, but her roomie slapped her hand. "Amanda, what did I tell you about eating sweets so early?"
"Can't I just have a taste?"
"We just ate breakfast. We need to go to hiking and work off our food."
Amanda scoffed at the idea about going out and walk without a delicious morsel of a chocolate chip. As the two women exited their cabin to exercise, Sumie and Eleanor dropped up their pints in the former's mini freezer in the storehouse. Eleanor stretched her back as she watched the people playing sports and enjoying themselves in the sun. Yep, summer is officially here.
"Oh Sumie, isn't Memorial Day wonderful?" Eleanor sniffed the new summer air. Sumie giggled she watched her distracted friend looking at the campground. At the edge of the view was lake Hattawata. Its sparkling blue water glimmered in front of the woman's brown eyes. "Girl, we got suits underneath. Let's soak in the sun and then swim for a couple of hours...and maybe some hunk watching while we do the latter."
"Eleanor!" Sumie blushed her cheeks as her friend ran to the dock, giggling like a teenager. I was playing soccer with John and his friends when I saw Elle dashing to the lake. When she set her ebony foot on the first painted wood plank, a white car caught her eye. It was slowly coming to the camp and parked right in front of Cookies & Cream. Out of the car rose a tall man with broad shoulders and copper hair cut as a square.
"Damn, he's new!" Eleanor hooted as Sumie joined her. "This is the first time I ever seen such a man. He's white, though. However, I shouldn't judge his skin... just as long as he can dance."
"I'm sure he knows how to dance, Elle." Sumie giggled.
"Yeah, but can he dance horizontally?" She giggled back and then gasped. She folded her hands and whispered, "O Father, let me apologize for saying such a thing about a new man. Make me be a stronger person as I will one day meet him. Thank you for listening to me, in Jesus name. Amen!"
Sumie rolled her eyes as she turned her oval head and noticed Theresa walking in her bikini, keeping her eye on the lifeguard. "Uh-oh, looks like our divorcee gal is gonna flirt with the camp lifeguard."
"Oooh, Theresa! Betcha she'll chicken out at the last second. I hope she doesn't, though, I really hope she doesn't."
Theresa swayed her hips with her brown beaded bikini and her light blue cameo as she walked to the lifeguard post. Dustin sat on the chair with his thin framed sunglasses. The woman leaned on the arm rest and smiled at Dustin.
"Lovely day, isn't it?" Theresa said innocently. Dustin noticed the woman with her pillows resting on his arm stand. He grinned when he looked to see a beautiful face to go with the pillows. "It's more than nice, young lady."
"Young lady? Oh, your flatterer! I'm only thirty-five."
"Seriously?" Dustin asked her, wanting to have a feel on her tanned skin. "You look so...youthful. You look like you're fresh out of college. You just have that look."
Theresa blushed and smiled even more, staring at the lifeguard's physique, particularly the part between his thighs. She looked back up to him and asked him with an infectious smile, "Do you like...camping?"
