sins of omission  

lustmirror 64M
2666 posts
3/24/2006 9:57 am

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9/15/2006 2:39 pm

sins of omission

I was on a fast track, pick-up and deliver this morning, from the airport, to one of my customers, and I stopped at the Quick Trip for a coffee. I entered the store, and as usual, I wandered around the aisles, like a dog just out of the fence for the first time that day. Maybe I'm shopping, maybe I'm just waiting for my brain to catch up with my feet. I can't tell. I only know how many times I have been driving away from someplace just like this without an item that I knew I needed before I went in.
...Anyway, I am ambling up and down the little aisles that have nothing I need in them, when I turn a corner and notice a woman with something in her hand,
...and it is doing a pendulum swing right into the pocket of her long, black coat. She looks up, sees me, and it is obvious that we are on the same page, of the same script. She knows that I know, and I know that she knows I know. My mind is in nuetral for a moment, as I weigh the events, against my moral compass, and my motivation to act.
...She never bats an eye. She turns towards me, stands tall, and slides her stance a bit.
I felt 'caught' somehow.
Her gaze and position are solid, and I felt myself on edge. It's as if we're gonna to draw six shooters,
right there in the notions aisle
...High Noon at Git and Go.

I could almost hear the mocking falsetto bird call....
uhhh eee uhhh eee uhhhh......
waahhh waahhh waaahhh.......

...I was frozen, experiencing a little of the 'fight or flight', when she caused her full
length coat to fall open.
I was staring, yes staring at two fully tanned absolutely gorgeous orbs
encased in sky blue silk.
I was dumb-founded.
And as I stared, her breasts heaved a little, and she began to squeeze herslf out of her shimmering 'skin'.
It's hard to get a co-ordinate
of motion on a perfect sphere,
( let alone two )
but her nipples,
in high definition,
held the point, as
the white laced collar of her cleavage
approached them,
crossed them,
and then gave them a little shiver
as it left my vision completely.
My conscious thoughts were stillborn.
She slowly walked straight towards me,
and I was ice
... standing in the kill zone of an oncoming train, painted motionless
by her headlights. S
he walked right past,
closing her coat, leaving the slightest hint of a scent in her wake.
By the time my senses thawed, and I went back across the store to get
...whatever the hell it was I came in there for....
she was gone.
Looking around, there was no evidence that anyone had even noticed her.
I got my cup of coffee, and went on to make the delivery. It was 14 miles to, and then
about 28 miles back. And all I could think about was that woman...I played it over and over...and
over in my mind. The memory began to obscure itself, as if every time I 'looked' at
them...uhhh... her/them...again, I was looking at a tracing..of a tracing..of a tracing...of the
original. Every glance, dulled an edge somewhere. And by now, her face was a wheel of fortune,
spinning, spinning, never stopping, always looking like someone else. But that blue...the rising
of those twin suns, made momentous by those battle braced nipples....that was clear. 'Good
Mornin' indeed.
I should have said something...I know that. I mean, what if every thief had a rack that
made your sack tingle. In time, the Pavlovian response to such a wondrous revelation would be to
turn away, and take inventory..."money, keys, brain...integrity..." Soon, we would no longer,
drool, ogle, and play the fool, ...all those things that slow the herd down enough for capture.
Next thing ya know, the whole human race is disappearing...
See, I waited too long today. I couldn't point her out in a line-up now if my sex life
depended on it. She has melted into the collective "her". If I scan the profiles here on AdultFriendFinder, I'm sure I will see her a dozen times. I am no longer an effective barrier of protection against corruption in our great country. I have let my obligations slip, for a peak at a bribe I never had a chance of collecting. I have let you all down....
I am so ashamed.....

mrmrspeternorth 57M/55F
9 posts
3/24/2006 8:52 pm

Intimidated? Good lord, Lust you don't LOOK intimidated!

RoyalPurpleRose 53F

3/28/2006 6:29 am

Don't be ashamed .... she probably walked out of that store with a huge smile on her face .... just knowing that someone noticed her.

~Kisses, RPR

lustmirror 64M
2897 posts
3/31/2006 5:14 pm

...In the days of the Old West
when a man wore 'big iron' on his hip
Justice was on the spot.
Sure there was greed,
and graft,
and corruption;
but in the end
might made right,
and God didn't make all men equal
Smith and Wesson did.
Everyman was a participant
and the Law
was referee.

the law
is a game of scrabble
between criminals and counselors...
When your credit card gets hacked
you get another card
after a number of days
but you never hear a thing
about what the fuck,
who in the hell,
how do I stop this
from happening again.
You, my friend, are incidental.

The Law, is a playground
and only the 'big' kids
get to play there.
Get caught out of line
and both sides
shake you down.
Law, in its Ideal
is universal, accepted...
and as such, the only "Law"
is the Golden Rule.
and IT
is invertable...

( foot on his throat, his cash in my hand...)
and who are YOU gonna tell....

GoddessOfTheDawn 106F
11240 posts
4/5/2006 11:42 pm

~ smilez ~

rm_mm0206 70F
7767 posts
5/14/2006 9:48 pm

You are way too hard on yourself. She was probably expecting to be seen and knew exactly what she could and could not get away with and how to do it.
You are human.I am sure it wasnt the first nor the last time she will do that little scenario.

have a good day


rm_FreeLove999 48F
16127 posts
6/8/2006 6:27 am

i don't see anything to be ashamed of. but then, IMO, poor people in this country should mass-shoplift to deal with their poverty and hunger ... i hate all that stuff sitting in shops, waiting for profit when there are people with nothing...

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