When: lunch, a couple of days ago
Where: picnic table, the park, near the bike bridge at Valley River Center
Why… Does damn near every attractive woman in this town have to sport either 1) a baby, 2) a cigarette, or 3) both?
Gorgeous blonde bikes to a picnic table about 20 feet away from where I’m reading National Geographic and eating pasta with chicken, chillis, thyme, feta, savory, broccoli and mushrooms. She’s cute. A glance here, a perhaps glance back there.
She takes off her top.