Post by spudz03 on Dec 7, 2005 16:20:32 GMT -5
Gotta go back a few years for this one, rollerblades have just hit the market and of course I had to pick up a set. I was considered somewhat of a legend on regular skates but was having a bit of difficulty getting used to the inline version.
It was a really nice spring day and I decided skip work, head for Huntington Beach and get in a little practice. I was getting better no longer had trouble maneuvering just needed a bit of confidence. I had already skated from one end of the bike path to the other and been up and down the pier too. Was getting tired, needed to give my feet a break.
I was skating past the lifeguard headquarters when I spotted this stunning platinum blond decked out in a bright red bikini. She spotted me too and gave me this coy little smile. The girl was seated on one of the pilings that provided sort of a retaining wall for the grassy area that in front of it. I skated over and introduced myself.
Now I can say I’m quite handsome, in excellent shape, spent many an hour in the gym, also have really long brown hair and a deep dark tan, spend a lot of time outdoors while I should’ve been working, fun then but paying for it now. Anyway we struck up a conversation.
Idle chit chat at first, the chic asked me how I liked my blades made a couple comments about my general appearance; I returned the courtesy, without trying to be too eager, I mean this girl was drop dead gorgeous. Waist length blond hair which the sea breeze gently lifted, pale blue eyes and a really nice tan, easy to tell this lady spend some quality time outdoors too.
Finally her attention focused on a stupid tattoo I have on my right shoulder. This tattoo consists of a bat winged sword over which the phase Carpe Noctem (seize the night) is written in old English Gothic script. I tried to change the subject, getting that tattoo wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve done but seemed like a good idea at the time.
Got it about a year and a half earlier and its lasting a whole lot longer than my relation with “Comet Girl” did, that chic was fun but half crazy, trouble she was and in spades too. She had a couple of tattoos herself and knew a really hot artist who by the way did it for free. Could hardly turn that down could I? Not without being thought of as a wimp anyway. Not the first guy to do that either I highly suspect. By the way I liked it because it resembled a German WWI squadron insignia, years before I had a model airplane which had that insignia. I had no idea of what it really meant nor at the time really cared, was pretty stoned.
Blondie had figured that I had been in either the air force or an ex paratrooper. Man did that ever make my head swell up a hat size or two. A Goth was the last thing she had figured. I don’t know beans about the Goth scene and tried to tell her so but don’t think the girl believed me because she stopped talking and started looking the other way. Hey I could’ve lied but it isn’t wise to lie about stuff like that, too easy to mess up.
She wasn’t freaked out enough to get up and leave so I continued sitting there next to her trying to figure out something witty enough to make her take an interest in me again. Then a few other people approached us from the direction of a near by arcade from their reaction it was easy to tell they knew the girl. Oh well figured she was going to get up and leave, had a nice few minutes with her anyway, nothing ventured nothing gained.
Blondie got up to leave, I was looking at her friends when suddenly all this laughter broke out. She stopped in her tracks, and looked back at me, guess she figured I did something funny behind her back. A couple more people who just happened to be standing around started laughing too, Blondie just stood there with this clueless look on her face.
What had happened was she sat in gum, when the girl got up the gum stretched out from her bikini bottom to the piling she was sitting on. Blondie took a couple more steps then stopped again and looked back with the same clueless look. The gum was now stretched out maybe 5 feet and everyone within 20 yards of us was staring at it, a few pointed and many of them were laughing too.
I told her she sat on gum, I think she might have figured it out but didn’t quite know what to do about it, kind of like she was in shock or something. Anyway she let out a screech reached back and picked it off, the strand now was stuck to her fingers but she quickly wiped it off on one of the pilings. Then she ran off in the general direction of one of the ladies restrooms, her friends followed still giggling. I never saw Blondie again but was more than happy about our brief encounter.
By the way I commisioned an artist from Sticky Site to draw up a really nice picture of the girl, would like to post it here as an attachment but think it would be too large, it's bigger than 7.4 KB more like 118 KB. I'll try shrinking it down, love the look on her face Momo captured it perfectally.
It was a really nice spring day and I decided skip work, head for Huntington Beach and get in a little practice. I was getting better no longer had trouble maneuvering just needed a bit of confidence. I had already skated from one end of the bike path to the other and been up and down the pier too. Was getting tired, needed to give my feet a break.
I was skating past the lifeguard headquarters when I spotted this stunning platinum blond decked out in a bright red bikini. She spotted me too and gave me this coy little smile. The girl was seated on one of the pilings that provided sort of a retaining wall for the grassy area that in front of it. I skated over and introduced myself.
Now I can say I’m quite handsome, in excellent shape, spent many an hour in the gym, also have really long brown hair and a deep dark tan, spend a lot of time outdoors while I should’ve been working, fun then but paying for it now. Anyway we struck up a conversation.
Idle chit chat at first, the chic asked me how I liked my blades made a couple comments about my general appearance; I returned the courtesy, without trying to be too eager, I mean this girl was drop dead gorgeous. Waist length blond hair which the sea breeze gently lifted, pale blue eyes and a really nice tan, easy to tell this lady spend some quality time outdoors too.
Finally her attention focused on a stupid tattoo I have on my right shoulder. This tattoo consists of a bat winged sword over which the phase Carpe Noctem (seize the night) is written in old English Gothic script. I tried to change the subject, getting that tattoo wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve done but seemed like a good idea at the time.
Got it about a year and a half earlier and its lasting a whole lot longer than my relation with “Comet Girl” did, that chic was fun but half crazy, trouble she was and in spades too. She had a couple of tattoos herself and knew a really hot artist who by the way did it for free. Could hardly turn that down could I? Not without being thought of as a wimp anyway. Not the first guy to do that either I highly suspect. By the way I liked it because it resembled a German WWI squadron insignia, years before I had a model airplane which had that insignia. I had no idea of what it really meant nor at the time really cared, was pretty stoned.
Blondie had figured that I had been in either the air force or an ex paratrooper. Man did that ever make my head swell up a hat size or two. A Goth was the last thing she had figured. I don’t know beans about the Goth scene and tried to tell her so but don’t think the girl believed me because she stopped talking and started looking the other way. Hey I could’ve lied but it isn’t wise to lie about stuff like that, too easy to mess up.
She wasn’t freaked out enough to get up and leave so I continued sitting there next to her trying to figure out something witty enough to make her take an interest in me again. Then a few other people approached us from the direction of a near by arcade from their reaction it was easy to tell they knew the girl. Oh well figured she was going to get up and leave, had a nice few minutes with her anyway, nothing ventured nothing gained.
Blondie got up to leave, I was looking at her friends when suddenly all this laughter broke out. She stopped in her tracks, and looked back at me, guess she figured I did something funny behind her back. A couple more people who just happened to be standing around started laughing too, Blondie just stood there with this clueless look on her face.
What had happened was she sat in gum, when the girl got up the gum stretched out from her bikini bottom to the piling she was sitting on. Blondie took a couple more steps then stopped again and looked back with the same clueless look. The gum was now stretched out maybe 5 feet and everyone within 20 yards of us was staring at it, a few pointed and many of them were laughing too.
I told her she sat on gum, I think she might have figured it out but didn’t quite know what to do about it, kind of like she was in shock or something. Anyway she let out a screech reached back and picked it off, the strand now was stuck to her fingers but she quickly wiped it off on one of the pilings. Then she ran off in the general direction of one of the ladies restrooms, her friends followed still giggling. I never saw Blondie again but was more than happy about our brief encounter.
By the way I commisioned an artist from Sticky Site to draw up a really nice picture of the girl, would like to post it here as an attachment but think it would be too large, it's bigger than 7.4 KB more like 118 KB. I'll try shrinking it down, love the look on her face Momo captured it perfectally.