This is a true story. I run my own company and I can say I make good money off it. The company has grown over the years and so has my bank account but there was something missing. That special ingredient that every man needs in his life. A woman!
One day last winter, I was checking my e-mail and updating my website and wondering when would my luck with the fairer sex change, when I noticed this new girl that has moved in across the street from me, trying to start her car. After trying for a few minutes to try and get the engine to start, she gave up, got out of the car and walked back into her house. I guess this was the first time that I really paid her any real attention. How stupid of me! She was tall, had long, sort of curly blonde hair, small up-turned nose, a gorgeous face, a great pair of legs and a spring to her walk. She seemed to have a body that spoke a language of its own and every guy's manhood understood what was being said and stood in attention whenever spoken to.
So here I was, sitting on the dining table, my laptop in front of me, working on my web site and day dreaming about this new girl from across the street. Yes you are right. I was turned on! Damn was I ever turned on! She was just what I wanted in a woman. Well okay maybe I did not even know her and had yet to speak to her but she was hot and I wanted her. Period! Yes the attraction was physical right now (hey okay I have admitted that. Alright! Now get off my case!). Now the million dollar question - how to I get her to marry me and be the mother of my children? What? I am getting ahead of myself here? Why do you say that? Because I have yet to meet her? Okay you are right. But I intent to fix that little detail (if only I knew how).
If my brain was an engine, it would have been in over-drive right now, thinking of schemes of seducing this girl. Wow! You know what? I don't even know her name! What a loser I was! I need to at least know a girl's name before I propose to her. Yes yes you are right. I need to know a girl's name before I ask her out, get her to fall in love with me and then propose to her and get her to say "yes".
With a sense of urgency, I got up from my chair, my web site forgotten in the desire to find out more about this girl, got my house keys, stepped out and then realising that I was still in a t-shirt and boxers, stepped back in. Ha I guess I was thinking with my head but the wrong head.
I figured the best way to meet Susan (I got to know her name by looking at the name on the newspaper lying at her door) was to act like a friendly neighbour and then take it from there. So here I was. Dressed up but not too dressed up because that would have looked to strange. But I did remember to wear a nice cologne. I was nervous. I was scared. I prayed that I did not make a fool of myself.
Anyways, mustering up all the courage I had, I walked up to Susan's door and knocked.
"Who is it?" she called from inside. I answered by calling out my name and explaining that I live across the street and I had just stopped by to say hello and welcome her to the neighbourhood.
I heard the door being unlocked and there she stood. Her beautiful blonde hair open, her gorgeous eyes shining and a smile on her face that would have make a dead man come back to life. And if that was not enough ammunition, all she has on was a bath robe. Suddenly she seems embarrassed about the way she was dressed and blushed red and said "I was about to go for some grocery shopping but my car would not start and so I thought that I would take a bath, and curl up in bed and read the book that I am trying to finish. And... Oh, how rude of me, please do come in".