I sat at the table near the window after grabbing my coffee, everyday I come to this cafe to enjoy the beverage from Harris Cafe, taking a sip feeling the warmth hitting the back of my throat, Suddenly a woman walks in, the same lady I see every two days she comes wearing the same red dress ordering her beverage, I sat their their watching her ordering! when she paid the clerk, gazing upon her, I could tell that she was arrogant, stuck up,
and thinks that she is better then anyone else.
I stared at her admiting her character the way she wore that dress, tight red thin lace outfit with a split on the side,"Dam she looks sexy, I thought, But I didn't like her I couldn't stand her face the arrogant, disgust look, thinking that she was better than anyone in the cafe, her long fair hair swaying as she moved, my gosh, I can't stand it, the look on her face you can tell that she was a bitch, I can't atand women like that, I watched her walking over sitting down two tables away, crossing her legs as the dress slide down showing her long smooth legs that, I gazed upon her legs taking my time staring at them looking precise.
I shouldn't be staring just in case she sees me but I can't stop gazing upon her she stood out from anyone in the room, my breathing became more deeply unbalanced, is it because her sex appeal...