Thanks to Angel_Love for editing this for me!
Ok, but this was getting stupid. It was getting late...and dark. Anna didn't have a clue where she was, but she couldn't stop now. She'd come so far. She remembered the first time she'd seen Sasha (she knew her name from her badge) working in the coffee house. Anna had been going to the same place for over a year and had never seen her before, so she'd been totally unprepared for what she'd seen last week when she'd gone in as normal for her lunch break. She'd taken a seat as usual on the big leather couch in the corner...
"What can I get for you?"
Anna had looked up and straight into the greenest eyes she'd ever seen. They were slightly almond shaped and almost feline, with thick, dark lashes. Panning out, Anna was faced with shiny, shoulder length hair matching the lashes in its blackness. It hung in a luscious fall to the girl's collar. That's when Anna saw the name tag... 'Sasha.'
"Umm, are you ok?"
Anna was snapped back to reality.
"Oh...sorry. I'll have a cappuccino and a blueberry muffin please." And anything else that's on offer, Anna thought.
"Sure no problem." Sasha turned and walked quickly across the floor toward the counter. She flicked her hair away from her neck and Anna could see the slightly olive skin underneath. She could imagine feeling the hot pulse of that throat under her lips...
Bringing herself back to reality, she saw Sasha walk around behind the counter. She had a generous arse that wobbled suggestively as she moved, but it had moved out of sight now. Anna consciously felt her face fall.
'Come on Anna, snap out of it...no one really believes in any of that love at first sight crap,' she thought to herself.
But there was no point in denying it, there was something about that girl that was intoxicating. Just at that moment, Sasha reappeared, coffee and muffin in hand. She approached Anna, never taking her eyes away from her's not even for a moment. She bent down and placed the cappuccino and muffin on the low table in front of the couch, presenting Anna with an amazing view of her cleavage.
"There you go, one cappu and one blueberry muffin."
"Thanks very much."
And so began the ritual. Everyday since, Anna had gone to the coffee house at lunchtime and made sure she was served by Sasha. By the end of the week, they were exchanging pleasantries. Anna discovered that Sasha had recently moved to the area, and was living in a rented flat just ten minutes from her workplace.
"You'll have to take me out sometime, I need someone to show me around this town!" said Sasha one lunchtime.
"I'm sure I could manage that, how about Saturday? I haven't got anything planned..." said Anna.
"Sounds good, but I'm working 'til seven, so how about you meet me here? We can shoot back to my place and I'll get changed and we'll be off."
"Ok cool. Saturday at seven it is."
So how had Anna ended up where she was now? It basically came down to the fact that she couldn't wait until Saturday to see Sasha again, so she had gone back to the coffee house after work and waited for Sasha to come out.
Now she had followed her to her flat and was standing across the road in a bush, feeling like a letch. 'God if she found out what I was doing she'd never want to see me again' thought Anna.
At that moment, a face appeared at Sasha's window. Anna stepped back into the shadows, but kept her eyes fixed on the window, almost falling over in the process. From this distance she could make out the outline of whoever it was, but nothing else. Just then, the figure was joined by another and they slipped their arms around each other...
