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The Red-headed Goddess
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The Red-headed Goddess She walked into the bar and I was immediately drawn in. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was tall and lithe with a dancer’s movement and a head of flaming red hair. She was with two obviously close friends who were chit-chatting incessantly about who knows what. She seemed above the conversation, nodding and smiling periodically as one does to two prattling on about nothing. Her gaze was sharp, direct and focused as she scanned the room. She was looking for something or someone almost like a big cat, scanning the horizon for its next prey. I was sitting away from the bar, in a booth that sat back against the wall facing the main door. It was my usual spot and a perfect place to see all who entered clearly but set far enough back to be almost private and removed from the general goings on. The conversation my two companions were engaged in melted in to the background as my focus shifted entirely to this beautiful woman. I watched intently as she ordered her drink, a dirty Bombay Martini up with olives and I could feel the overwhelming sensuousness that she exuded all the way across the room as she took the drink and raised the glass to her full, ruby red lips. Her eyes were twinkling in the subdued lighting of the bar as she continued to survey the scene. It wasn’t long before the first guy approached her, like a sperm swimming towards an egg, he finally reached the object of his desire but was unceremoniously dashed upon the rocks of rejection with a simple look from this red headed goddess. Next up was a rather tall, good looking guy. He obviously was quite a bit smoother than the first contestant and actually struck up a short conversation with this she-wolf before he also was cast away like an old newspaper. What was she looking for? What was that special ‘something’ that would unlock the key to her heart and desires and allow someone inside? I sat and studied her for a very long time, pondering these questions and wondering if she was looking for a certain physical trait or something more intellectual or even some kind of animal magnetism, a fellow ‘big-cat’ that she could take back to her den. She was the total embodiment of beauty. Her long fingers were tipped with perfectly manicured nails. Her neck was perfectly formed and held her quite lovely head and face in an almost regal attitude at all times. Her arms and shoulders were thin but muscular and strong. Her breasts were well formed, taught and even though covered by a gorgeously expensive little black cocktail dress, their form showed through leaving very little to the imagination. Her nipples strained against the cloth in a way that can only be described as perky. I had a brief glimpse of her when she walked into the bar and in that moment I could see that she did in fact have a dancer’s body and legs. Long and lean, very strong and well formed although now, all was hidden by the bar top. But it was her eyes that truly captured my soul. They glittered and blazed with passion and intelligence. They flickered like two candles in the darkened room. Every time they cast their gaze my way, I could feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up, my pulse rise and my balls would tighten. It wasn’t long before the band finally took the stage and warmed up. They were a very good cover band playing lots of top notch songs from by-gone eras. They played a mixture of rock, some jazzier tunes with blues and R & B thrown in for good measure. It was a perfect mix of danceable tunes along with very listenable songs that everyone knows. I had grown up with the lead guitarist and his brother, the drummer. Both were top-flight musicians who unfortunately, never quite found themselves in the right place at the right time. Otherwise, who KNOWS what might have happened to them. The lead singer was a girl who had joined the band maybe 4 months before and ever since, they had seen their bookings increase along with the size of their followers. She had brought a certain dynamic to the group along with a very good voice and an energy that had originally been lacking. She was a perfect ‘showman’ and was quite capable of getting a crowd up and dancing. Her story is a long and heartwarming one that deserves a post of its own. Suffice it to say that she is a cancer survivor and I’ll leave it at that for now. As the music started and the dance floor began to fill, both of my companions wanted to join in but I was mesmerized by this incredible woman and could NOT take my eyes off of her. They both took off and disappeared into the crowd. As I sat transfixed on this lovely creature, I watched as guy after guy wandered up, asked for a dance and was summarily rejected with just the slightest of words or motion. Time and time again she rejected every would-be partner. But through it all, I could see that the rhythm of the music was in her heart and her soul. She was moving with the music and quite obviously, losing herself at times, to some inner place or fantasy. Finally, after about the third or fourth song, she and her companions moved to the dance floor together. The three of them dancing together made for an overwhelming sight. Virtually every eye was on them as they gyrated in time to the music, seemingly oblivious to all around them. They danced very close to each other and seemed to be totally lost within themselves. It was very easy to see that the object of my attention was quite a good dancer. Her movements and steps were practiced, smooth and natural. She formed an incredibly sensuous core around which her two companions seemed to play, like two she-devils around a fire or the way moths dance around a flame, staying close enough to feel the heat but not get burned. It wasn’t long before my own two companions finally returned from the dance floor all hot, sweaty and out of breath. Both of there chests were heaving heavily as they tried to catch there breath and cool down a bit. Jenny and Kelly were two very good, long time friends. The three of us had virtually grown up together and we were inseparable. There was nothing we liked to do more than go<b> clubbing </font></b>and dancing until the wee hours of the morning together. Drinking, laughing and teasing each other and anyone that might come within proximity, male or female. Over the years the three of us had various ‘flings’ both individually and together as a 3-some and we had a certain comfort level that can only be gained by having known each other intimately. They both KNEW that I was focused on the tall red-head and they started to tease me mercilessly about it, threatening to walk over and ‘spill the beans’ so to speak. Part of me was a bit pissed off since I was seriously attracted to this woman while the other part of me was hoping that they would in fact make good on their ‘threat’. Lord KNOWS how many times they’ve helped me to break the ice with a woman in a situation just like this not to mention how many times I’ve helped them ‘score’ with guys. After a couple of more rounds of shooters, Jenny all of the sudden and out of the blue, gets up and without the slightest warning or word, walks over to the red-headed goddess and her friends and starts chatting with them. The next thing I know, the three of them and Jenny are walking back to our booth. Everyone climbs in the tight little space and before I even really knew what happened, this magnificent creature is sitting right next to me, pressing her luscious body up against mine, laughing and giggling along with her friends, Jenny and Kelly. Stay tuned for Part II  |
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11/14/2007 2:14 pm |
Superbly sexy my dear!! I'm off for part 2.   
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Tazz!! I hate it when you leave me hanging on your next word.      
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Wow!!! That was incredible. I can't wait to hear more.     
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