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Cruel Wednesdays
Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Lesbian, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
I couldn’t have not noticed her, I realize that in hindsight. The moment my eyes encountered her, though, the fascination acted like a switch to my young brain and disrupted all the circuits but the primal ones. You’d have noticed her too, had you been in my place. Among the sea of hectic tourists in their garish outfits, she was like an epiphany. Huge, dark eyes that appeared to look right into a different world, above high, exotic cheekbones and a finely chiseled nose drew my look like magnets. Lips that were full - but not artificially so - and darkly outlined into kissable perfection twitched slightly upward in a joke that nobody but her could hear. She wasn’t young, not by my measures, early forties if I’d dare a guess. But like expensive wine, she had only grown in beauty and intensity. Her face was, for lack of any better term, an oxymoron to me. Something about her radiated angelic innocence, but whenever that sparkle in her eyes lit up, there seemed to be some wicked, hidden daemon bubbling just beneath the surface. I could not really shape it into words, but from the moment that I saw her, I was entranced. Her black dress was far too expensive and classy for a place like this where tourists bargained for rebate on coffee and cake, but she didn’t seem to mind. Absently, her fingers stroked the cigarette pack that lay in front of her, and a feeling, strange but oddly familiar too, bubbled up inside me. I didn’t realize it, but I sighed. The waitress brought my Latte ...