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04-07-2005, 8:03 AM
Do you know what it's like to be a geek? To be unacceptable all your life? To be alone? To never have any friends? Jim does. He's so far gone he's strange. And he's 40 now.. So like every time before that "perfect" smell goes to his nose, and that "perfect" vision fills his eyes, he meets Daryn. A beautiful consulting attorney at his place of employment who, unlike everyone else, finds him "cute".
You'll cry when you find out why. You'll watch this lonely man who thru unmerciful fate never had the chance to be one of us. Something so simple, he'll get murdered by unmerciful beauty. As though she knew we were coming.. As though she was of an intellect far superior and far reaching in scope. She snatches him up in total bewilderment. A suffocation. A smother. Of a man we've "never known".
headpop
04-07-2005, 9:52 AM
Frank Petry. Alonzo Bolden. Christina Jason. Jerry Potsdun. A hundred people.. Beige.. everything beige. Beige carpet.. Beige "camel skin" apholstry. A beautiful room and a quaint little business party. With people mingling.. Talking. So many voices it sounds like noise. Even in the PC territory..
"I'm too far gone." She said coyly. And Daryn just sipped her drink idly listening by. She wasn't interested, and the other two women could tell. It was a lovely party. Quaint and civilized.. And everybody dressed casually. But Elsie followed her stare to the short little bald man over in the corner. The only one there who brought his work. To a party? Nobody talking to him, Elsie re-emphasized her point, pointing her voice to Daryn but talking to Jane, as if to say no. "I can't handle this anymore I told him. I'm going away. Isn't that what you would do, Daryn?" "Huh?" And Jane laughed. "That's Jim Bertrand. He works for accounting." "Oh." She said taking another sip of her drink, acting uninterested. "Larry invites him because he's such a geek. He considers him his experiment or something." "I wasn't looking at him." Daryn said. "What would you have done?" Elsie asked. "Left him, just like you." "See?"
headpop
04-07-2005, 10:18 AM
"What are you working on?"
The scent blew him away. It was like a wave. A wave of normalcy. When she talked to him his eyes went from the spreadsheet to the floor.. to the high heels. He'd trained himself, you see. If you can call it training.. He stared at her feet. And what he saw wasn't at all like what the rest of us see. A pair of highheel shoes, the straps wrapping themselves high up around the ankle. The bare skin, smooth.. hairless. No. What Jim saw was fuzz. A kind of permanant shock that had immortalized itself in his mind concerning such things. It were as though he were crying, it was so soft.
"The Denison Account." He said staring down at the floor.
Daryn was fascinated, so she sat down next to him. Letting the wake of her breeze brush past the few hairs on the top of his head. Holding her martini close to her mouth, then crossing her legs. It was amazing. Tantalizing.. How he stared only at her feet.
"Is it difficult?" And surprised.. shocked.. his stare met her's. Her face.. her mouth.. And Jim was swept away. "You ok?" She asked..
headpop
04-07-2005, 11:01 AM
The party was long over and everybody went home. Including the funny little accountant. Daryn curled up in a ball on her sofa watching the news, but couldn't help herself but to think about him. When she thought about all the "nerds" in her life.. and this man's fascination. There was something weird about it. Something.. she didn't know yet, that she found.. well.. attractive.
"My god." She thought. The power she had.. She felt it! It was there.. It was a presence of some kind. Normally you meet up with all those others who are so god damned sure of themselves, you can't help but to find it tiring. But such a man.. such a geek?
You always put a pillow between your knees to get comfortable laying on your side, but that night she pushed it up a little further. It was nothing, really.. But everything.. She remembered him.
She pulled it in, letting it drag her skirt up along with it. Up against the panties. "Jim.." She whispered. And wrapped her legs around it, crushing it, pressing open two powerful buttocks. "Jim.. Wake up Jim."
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