And The End

Mercifully, her talk ended not too long after that and although the question and answer period was very heated, hostile even, it ended quickly. Soon I found I was the only one remaining as she took a deep breath, grabbed her notes and began to walk away from the podium. She looked up at me, smiled and then continued to walk.

I stood up and as she got closer to me I said, "Wow, that was a tough crowd."

She laughed a bit and replied, "Yeah, I'm pretty used to it."

"It doesn't bother you?"

Her face lit up in an oddly wicked grin as she shrugged and said, "Not really."

"Well, can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

She nodded so I gestured toward the coffee shop on the other side of the bookstore. She awkwardly slipped past me, nearly turning her ankle as she headed to the shop. Gazing downward I noticed her skirt just kind of frumped down from her waist straight over her hips. Her ass was quite flat which accentuated her small hips.

Moving to an empty table, I pulled out a chair for her and watched her slump down to sit. I began wondering what I was doing until I caught another glimpse of her blouse and those huge nipples. Reinvigorated I quickly ordered her a latte and grabbed a hot chocolate for myself.

Returning to the table, I set down the drinks saying, "I love the smell of coffee but never got used to the taste."

"That's too bad, coffee can be an amazing drink."

"So I've heard," I replied, wondering how receptive she might be to what I had in mind for the rest of the evening.

"So what did you think of my talk?"

"Well, it was interesting."

"Interesting?"

"Yeah, I mean the part about... ah, well. Actually, to tell the truth, I was kind of lost through it all. I mean you kept talking about word count and how short the stories were. I mean, isn't that the point... I mean they call them short stories."

"But didn't you hear what I was saying about how short they were."