As Debbi was steering her car down the street past the firehouse, she saw her friends Davie and Tom standing on the apron of the station talking to another guy. When Dave recognized the vehicle and waved to her, Debbi pulled over to the curb. He left the other two men, and when he reached the car he leaned down to say hello and was greeted by a female passenger.
"Well, hello handsome," cooed the well tanned young woman. Gina was more than tanned. She was chocolate. Gina was addicted to tanning beds. She had a membership in three salons and could reach any one in twenty minutes from any part of the city. She claimed it calmed her. The funny thing was, she always seemed so wired that people wondered when the calm would kick in. In the winter, she stuck out like a sore thumb among all the pink skinned people and looked almost comical.
"Hello," said Davie to Gina, politely. Then to Debbi he gave a big smile and a hug.
"What are you doin' in the neighborhood," he asked her. The firehouse was in one of the poorer areas of the city and saw plenty of fires. That's why Davie and Tom asked for this assignment. They liked the action.
"We were just heading home from a shopping spree and I suggested we swing by. Gina wanted to meet some real men." Debbi was looking for any excuse to see the boys again.
"Hee-hee," Gina giggled, "yea, you a real hero, Honey?"
"Oh, I don't know about that, Gina. We just do our job."
"Come on over and I'll introduce you to a hero, girls." Davie opened Gina's door and Debbi let herself out and joined the two as they walked to the station entrance.
When Tom saw who was walking over he let out a soft moan.
"Here's trouble. This little bitch is a pain in the ass," he whispered to his companion. Unknown to Davie, Tom had met Gina in a club one night and did not enjoy the experience. She came on to a friend of his but when she found out he worked for the city's sanitation department she began putting him down with insulting remarks.
As Davie escorted the two young women up to meet his friend, the oldest of the group had a bottle of water up to his mouth, and suddenly water shot out his nose and mouth when Gina walked up to them and he saw her t-shirt. It was yellow and tight and barely covered her very large breasts. Imprinted across the front in black letters were the words, "You Want To - Don't You?." She was about five foot four, rust red dyed hair and a killer body packed in that small frame. Gina was dressed excessively provocative in skin tight jeans, high heels and that t-shirt. Debbi, he noted, looked classy, wearing jeans, a pair of flats and a short sleeved, white shirt with the tails out.
Gina stepped up to him and snickered. "What's up Gramps? Your Geritol go down the wrong pipe?"
The three onlookers stared at the scene for a minute until Davie broke the silence.
"Ladies, I'd like you to meet my former Captain. Bill, this is my friend Debbi and her friend Gina."
Putting away his handkerchief, having wiped the water from his face, Bill extended his hand to the girls. Debbi took it and felt a powerful strong but gentile grip. Gina tried to direct a high-five to Bill but it went misguided and their hands clumsily struck one another.
"So Davie tells me you're a real hero, Bill, or is it Old Bill," laughed Gina. What'ca do, save a cat from falling out of a tree?" As she spoke she made it a point to thrust her breasts forward.
Davie and Tom were embarrassed by the remark and Debbi nudged her friend on the arm, but Bill just laughed.
"Well, I'll tell you Gina, that was one scared pussycat and we made one little old lady happy." Bill turned to his former coworkers and winked to signal them to take the girl's comment lightly.
"Well boys, I'm going to head home. I'll see you later. Ladies it was a pleasure and Gina, don't play with fire. You may get burnt."
Bill began to walk up the street and Debbi turned on Gina.
"Why'd you have to be so rough on the guy, Gina?"
"Oh lighten up, Debs. He's an old geezer and he'll probably go home and yank it thinking about us!"
"Debbi, we have work to do, I'll call you." Davie was angry and had to get out of site of this fresh girl. Tom was happy to follow him.
"Okay. I'll see you both another time." Debbi felt sick about the encounter and was furious with Gina. "Boy you really fucked up that little meeting, Gina!"
The girls were quiet all the way to Gina's house where Debbi dropped her off. After they parted Debbi drove home feeling badly for Bill and the way he was treated by her friend. She laughed to herself thinking she really didn't enjoy Gina's company. She was always coming on to guys, getting them all excited with her sexy talk and body language and then put them down if they made a pass on her. She continually dated losers and guys who were mean to her. The girl had serious issues.
The next day, a sunny afternoon, Debbi was walking out of a pharmacy when she spotted Bill coming her way carrying a paper bag. He saw her, and recognizing Debbi, smiled.
"Hi, Bill. How are you doing?"
"It's Debbi, right?" When she nodded, he continued. "I'm fine. It's nice to see you again."
"Are you shopping? Heading home, Bill?"
"Yea, I just took a walk and figured I'd pick up a six pack of beer. What about you?"
"Oh just picked up a few things. Girlie stuff, you know. Want a lift?"
"I don't want to take you out of your way, Debbi."
"Ah, that's okay. I'm off today and I've lot of free time. Come on, my cars over there."
