I am an idiot.
O.K. Here it goes. I did something incredibly stupid and to tell you the truth, I really didn’t think that much about my plan, but I made an ass of myself.
There is this new girl at work, Jessica and she works in the mailroom dept. She started like 4 weeks ago. She pushes the mail cart around to every floor and hands out mail like it’s a prize the recipient won. She’s so beautiful. She has an awesome figure, brunet hair and blue eyes and she is always happy, at least she always seems like shes happy. She talks to everybody.
I got up the courage to ask her if she wanted to hang out some time and get something to eat on our lunch break. She said “yeah, sure” so when 11 o’clock rolled around, I went down to the mail room to get her and we headed over to Arby’s. She said she really didn’t like fast food but I suggested she try a salad or whatever. We sat down in the dinning room to eat and she was extremely quiet and it was making me nervous. I tried my best to keep my eyes on her face even though she was wearing a low cut blouse and I could see 50% of her you know what’s. God she is hot! Anyways, I told her about myself and I mentioned my aspirations to get into photography. That’s when she told me she use to model for art classes in college. She seemed pretty interested in letting me take pictures of her and I had to convince her I wasn’t a psycho. I don’t know why I said that.
Later that day after work she came over to my apartment. When I answered the door she was there with some other guy. They just both stood there for a moment and the look of disappointment on my face must have been obvious because the guy gave me a strange look. Jessica said “this is my boyfriend Jake. He always comes to my modeling gigs.” I said “Oh, OK come on in.” They both came in and sat next to each other on my couch. “Let me just go get my camera and equipment.” Now I have to be honest here. I have a camera but its 35 mm and the thing is 20 years old, and as far as equipment is concerned, I don’t have anything. While I went into my bedroom to rummage through my closet, I could hear them talking in the other room in a low voice and I couldn’t make out what they were talking about, but I did hear the guy say “lets go.” I went back in the living room and they were standing up. “Hey Jeremy, I’m sorry to tell you this but we have to go. I got a message from my mom that she is sick. I’m sorry!” The guy, Jake, looked kind of angry to me and he was staring at me. He was a big guy, bald and he looked like he worked out on a regular basis. “Oh, OK. That’s fine. I’ll see you later.” “Bye Jeremy, thanks for everything!” she said. The guy held onto Jessica’s arm and walked out the door together. I was dumbstruck. I wondered what I did? I started to pick up my clothes and I put the condoms I had laying on the coffee table away, and sat down in the silence. I wish I knew why people do things like that to me. Damn women!
