He was already there sitting at one of the high tables near the bar. It was just going to be a waste of money, and she had a date to get to.Īn hour later, Emma had trekked from her apartment to the restaurant to meet Sam. " That was stupid, Em." Angry at herself she decided to worry about this later and threw the papers onto her kitchen table. "Damn one of those stupid traffic cameras caught me." The first sheet had a color picture of her driving through an intersection with the number 57 in blocky red script in one corner. She opened the clasp, inside there was a large stack of papers stapled together. "You've been served," he stated, pressing a thick manila envelope into her hands.Īlready on his way out, he turned over his shoulder to say, "I don't know what's in the envelope, miss."Ĭlosing the door behind her she looked at the envelope, it was addressed to her with a red stamp that read NOTICE IMPORTANT. When she answered, there was a middle-aged man in a khaki uniform.
She'd learned that men's egos are easily bruised.Īs Emma turned her attention to her jewelry, there was a loud knock at the apartment door. She was nearly six feet tall, so she almost never wore heels. She pulled on nude-colored tights and picked out a pair of navy flats. It was high necked but fell well above her knee, showing off her long legs. She slipped into a blue and white striped dress. Her breasts never got much bigger than AA, so she liked push-up bras on the first date. She put on a pair of black panties and a matching, lacy push-up bra. She decided not to wear anything too sexy tonight, she didn't want to look too desperate. She moved into her bedroom to get dressed for the night. After evening out her complexion she completed her look with light, pink lipstick. Her makeup lightened them some, but she never bothered to cover them completely.
Really, her face, neck, shoulders and arms were all covered with orange and brown spots that almost matched her hair. Her face was pale but covered in freckles. Her hair dry, she moved on to her makeup for the night. " He got so brave over break," she laughed to herself. When they returned from winter break, he asked her out the first time he saw her. She had met him in Biology I last semester and they had spent months laughing at each other's jokes. She thought about Sam, who was meeting her for pizza and beer at one of the restaurants near campus. The hair dryer roared as she ran her brush through her thick mane of curly, red hair. Excited for her date tonight, she was wrapped in a plush, green robe standing at the bathroom mirror.
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