When I noticed her, she was standing in front of the self-service deli-case looking at the ready-made sandwiches. On this cool fall morning she had on a navy blue coat that came to mid-thigh. Beneath her coat I could see her red and black plaid, pleated skirt. Her brown hair was just over the collar of her coat and I could see a little of a bright-colored, silk scarf which was around her neck. Her black pumps were accented by her knee-length socks which were black with red diamond outlines.
As I approached her, she was looking back and forth at the deli-case and seemed to be perplexed about which sandwich she should select.
I stopped beside her and said, "It can be confusing, huh?"
She looked up at me and I was looking, not at her, but at the array of sandwiches.
"Yes," she replied. "I come here often to get a quick lunch and it seems as if the choices are always the same -- turkey, ham, roast beef, cheese -- I get tired of the same old thing. Sometimes I'll get a salad, but I looked at them today and none of them caught my fancy. I don't know, maybe I'll try some soup today. Have you seen the soups? What kind of soups do they have today?"
"I have not seen the soups. And I know what you mean by the real lack of variety."
I looked up at her. My god, she was beautiful! Her coat was unbuttoned all the way, showing her red sweater which accentuated the full swell of her breasts. Her silk scarf was tied below her throat and set off her flawless face which had a perfect, light tan. Her lips were full and colored deep red. She had sparkling earrings that hung just below her ear lobes. Her nose was perfect for her face. But, her eyes! Her eyes were the brownest brown with a warmth that would instantly light up any room.
"Have you tried the sausage?" I asked.
"Sausage? I don't think I've ever had one and I don't see that sandwich here," she answered.
