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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

How She Knew...

She felt happy as she slipped into her favorite black dress and headed out the door.

After dropping off her littlest, she headed to the office with the sunroof open and sang all the way at the top of her lungs.

Even as she arrived at her exit on the highway and found it uncommonly congested for this time of morning, she simply smiled and continued to sing.

She paused for a moment to realize that she was not the least bit aggravated at the traffic jam and could not think of a sarcastic thing to ponder about her fellow commuters.

Maybe she was high.

She thinks back in her mind to see if she can recall any mysterious odors and realizes that she must just be happy and not high at all. She had not even refueled her car that day.

Just after turning onto her office's street, she noticed the sexy dark muscle car in her rear view mirror.

Upon second glance she also noticed that the sexy little car had one of those obnoxious maneuverable spotlights near the top of the door...

She then noticed the cute little strip of lights in the dash...

She inhaled...

....wait for it...

Ohhhhhh....

Just as she exhaled, the pretty little lights came on to brighten her morning drive like the ringing in of a new year...

500 yards away from her office.

"Dammit", she thought. "Why did I pick today to wear makeup?"

After her friendly chat with the sweet officer, she took another breath.

"Thank goodness I got that over with first thing in the morning. It can only go up!" she reassured herself as she stepped her foot out of her car and felt pleased at her choice in shoes this day.

She was only 4 minutes late as she rushed to her desk, her dress sleeve catching on a display and promply pulling it to the floor.

Ughhhhh!

She dove into her work as if none of the prior events had taken place, She had learned well to do that after having sex with her former spouse...

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