She gently kissed the back of his palm that wrapped around her.
Her back rested on his chest.
“It feels nice to just lie here watching the clouds flow by.
Hear the birds sing.
Having your arms around me.
You like it too right?”
“I love it. That's why I bring you here.”
‘I hate programming! I hate computers! There’s nothing wrong with this program. It’s absolutely correct. Still this stupid compiler says Error on line 32.
There is nothing on line 32. Line 32 is blank!’
Ryan turned off his computer and walked towards Pam’s desk.
“Hey, working towards another ‘Star Employee Award’ are you?”
She swirled her chair to face him “Yeah. That’s what I am working for, another stupid sheet of paper to hand at my work desk and a topic for you all to joke about for another month.
Evan kept on checking his watch. He tapped his feet in impatience.
“Excuse me. Do you know how long it is, before Bus 524 arrives here?” He asked the man standing next to him at the bus stop.
"A friend is someone who's there when he needs you" – Author Unknown
“Frank! Stop” Jim slammed his hands on the car “Am glad, I caught you in time.”
“Jim? Are you out of your fucking mind? Jumping in front of my car like that!”
“Am sorry man! I need your help. Big time.”
“Hey!” She nudged him with her elbow.
“Hmm”
“The sky looks so big!”
He didn’t bother to lift the cap that covered his eyes, “That’s probably has something to do with the fact that it IS big.”
Sam is very particular about colors.
If he's wearing a light blue shirt, there would be a dark blue trouser to go along with it.
If he's wearing a dark brown trouser, he would most certainly wear a light brown shirt.
The color of his belt will match his trousers. The color of his shoes, match his shirt.
The colour of his handkerchief, match his clothes.
Sam owns a wine shop.
(Its the one that didn't make it to the contest)
“Thanks again for the lift.”
“It’s no big deal. Am glad I could help”
She caught him stealing glances that kept drifting down her neckline.
“Could you take the next exit and drop me a mile down?”
His grip tightened on the doorknob as he breathed out a low sigh.
Do not screw this up, he reminded himself entering the room.
Sarah had her back towards him.
Her skirt hiked up as she stretched to fetch a bottle.
“Whoa! Look at that!”
“Look at what?”
“Come on. Whiskey ain’t going anywhere. Turn around man!”
Chris coughed a laugh “Man?”
“Well you are almost a man. And what that almost man needs, is a lady like her. Check out the girl in red.”
“One more joins you tonight then, right?”
“Right you are, my friend. How do I look?”
“The same as you looked three hundred years ago. Only you dress better now.”
“Jack! You okay?”
“Ugh. Yeah Bill, am okay. As okay as I can be after almost getting killed.”
“I don’t know what happened back there man.
I checked the weather forecast before we left the shore. I always do.”
“Well I guess the Gods just had other plans”
The clouds replied with a thunderous roar.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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