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"
I
have
it
all
.
I
’
ll
be
there
.
"
We
said
goodbye
.
Katherine
was
coming
,
she
was
coming
for
at
least
a
week
with
that
face
,
that
body
,
that
hair
,
those
eyes
,
that
laugh
.
.
.
I
came
out
of
the
bar
and
checked
the
message
board
.
The
plane
was
on
time
.
Katherine
was
in
the
air
and
moving
towards
me
.
I
sat
down
and
waited
.
Across
from
me
was
a
well
-
groomed
woman
reading
a
paperback
.
Her
dress
was
up
around
her
thighs
,
showing
all
that
flank
,
that
leg
wrapped
in
nylon
.
Why
did
she
insist
on
doing
that
?
I
had
a
newspaper
,
and
I
looked
over
the
top
,
up
her
dress
.
She
had
great
thighs
.
Who
was
getting
those
thighs
?
I
felt
foolish
staring
up
her
dress
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
help
myself
.
She
was
built
.
Once
she
had
been
a
little
girl
,
someday
she
would
be
dead
,
but
now
she
was
showing
me
her
upper
legs
.
The
goddamned
strumpet
,
I
’
d
give
her
a
hundred
strokes
,
I
’
d
give
her
7
-
and
-
one
-
half
inches
of
throbbing
purple
!
She
crossed
her
legs
and
her
dress
inched
higher
.
She
looked
up
from
her
paperback
.
Her
eyes
looked
into
mine
as
I
watched
over
the
top
of
the
newspaper
.
Her
expression
was
indifferent
.
She
reached
into
her
purse
and
took
out
a
stick
of
gum
,
took
the
wrapper
off
and
put
the
gum
in
her
mouth
.
Green
gum
.
She
chewed
on
the
green
gum
and
I
watched
her
mouth
.
She
didn
’
t
pull
her
skirt
down
.
She
knew
that
I
was
looking
.
There
was
nothing
I
could
do
.
I
opened
my
wallet
and
took
out
2
fifty
dollar
bills
.
She
looked
up
,
saw
the
bills
,
looked
back
down
.
Then
a
fat
man
plopped
down
next
to
me
.
His
face
was
very
red
and
he
had
a
massive
nose
.
He
was
dressed
in
a
jumpsuit
,
a
light
brown
jumpsuit
.
He
farted
.
The
lady
pulled
her
dress
down
and
I
put
the
bills
back
in
my
wallet
.
My
cock
softened
and
I
got
up
and
went
to
the
drinking
fountain
.
Out
in
the
landing
area
Katherine
’
s
plane
was
taxiing
toward
the
ramp
.
I
stood
and
waited
.
Katherine
,
I
adore
you
.
Katherine
walked
off
the
ramp
,
perfect
,
with
red
-
brown
hair
,
slim
body
,
a
blue
dress
clinging
as
she
walked
,
white
shoes
,
slim
,
neat
ankles
,
youth
.
She
wore
a
white
hat
with
a
wide
brim
,
the
brim
turned
down
just
right
.
Her
eyes
looked
out
from
under
the
brim
,
large
and
brown
and
laughing
.
She
had
class
.
She
’
d
never
show
her
ass
in
an
airport
waiting
area
.
And
there
I
was
,
225
pounds
,
perpetually
lost
and
confused
,
short
legs
,
ape
-
like
upper
body
,
all
chest
,
no
neck
,
head
too
large
,
blurred
eyes
,
hair
uncombed
,
6
feet
of
geek
,
waiting
for
her
.
Katherine
moved
toward
me
.
That
long
clean
red
-
brown
hair
.
Texas
women
were
so
relaxed
,
so
natural
.
I
gave
her
a
kiss
and
asked
about
her
baggage
.
I
suggested
a
stop
at
the
bar
.
The
waitresses
had
on
short
red
dresses
that
showed
their
ruffled
white
panties
.
The
necklines
of
their
dresses
were
cut
low
to
show
their
breasts
.
They
earned
their
salaries
,
they
earned
their
tips
,
every
cent
.
They
lived
in
the
suburbs
and
they
hated
men
.
They
lived
with
their
mothers
and
brothers
and
were
in
love
with
their
psychiatrists
.
We
finished
our
drinks
and
went
to
get
Katherine
’
s
baggage
.
A
number
of
men
tried
to
catch
her
eye
,
but
she
walked
close
by
my
side
,
holding
my
arm
.
Few
beautiful
women
were
willing
to
indicate
in
public
that
they
belonged
to
someone
.
I
had
known
enough
women
to
realize
this
.
I
accepted
them
for
what
they
were
,
and
love
came
hard
and
very
seldom
.
When
it
did
it
was
usually
for
the
wrong
reasons
.
One
simply
became
tired
of
holding
love
back
and
let
it
go
because
it
needed
some
place
to
go
.
Then
usually
,
there
was
trouble
.
