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My Night Out On The Town
The stock market was closing for the week. Our word for the day was just about done. This was one of the last Fridays in late summer where you could still enjoy the outdoors. It was casual Fridays and I was dressed accordingly. I wore the typical blue blazer, oxford shirt, khaki pants combo. My shoes were a bit more stylish. I was wearing ankle high calfskin leather brown boots. I got on the phone to verify my agenda for later in the evening.
At that moment I received an email which extended my stay. The head of the desk wanted some clarification on a few trades. This was the last thing I wanted to deal with. It was fashion week and all the models would be out on the town. I checked my black sport watch and it was only a quarter past four. I had plenty of time. I quickly went through my notes and sent off the relevant data.
I sent the email and leaped out of my chair heading to the restroom. It was my last stop before heading out for the evening. I went to the elevator bank and by now the volume of departing people had begun to decline. I entered the lobby which was only occupied by two security guards. My phone beeped. I pulled it out to see I had received a text message. It was my friend. He texted to say he was running behind. Our destination was new club downtown. The travel time was at least twenty minutes by taxi.
I contemplated my choices. I had three means of transportation to select from. I could walk, take the subway, or the taxi. There were positives and negatives for each. The day was a bright summer day with reasonable temperature but high level of humidity. This meant that if I walked I would look a bit haggard upon arrival. This was not my choice. Taking the subway would be convenient but the rush hour crowd would be over bearing. Alas, finding a cab on a late Friday afternoon is a challenge onto itself. I chose to walk and take in the air while scouting for an available taxi.
After walking about five or so blocks I say a nice watering hole on the side. I figured I might as begin my night here with a nice cold beer. As I walk into the establishment I notice a bar on the left and a row of seats on the right. I noticed a statuesque blonde in tight skinny jeans that hugged her curves delightfully. She was making her way to the rear where the restrooms were located.
After staring at woman glide away, I sauntered to the bar and gazed at the bartender. She was a sight to behold. Her attire was rather opaque. She was wearing a black tank top with black tights. She was a very fit woman endowed with tremendous womanly charm. I smiled as she gazed at my eyes. She asked me what I desired and I requested an ice cold beer. She turned away with a bit of wry smile to grab a pint glass. As she was pouring the beer, she noticed another patron entering the bar.
At this point, I was engaged in my own thoughts and anticipating the taste of the cold beer flowing down my gullet. The new patron was the friend I was expecting to meet downtown. He seemed to be in the same predicament as me on deciding whether to walk or ride. As he approached the bar, he tapped my shoulder and I turned to offer an inviting smile. He took a seat next to me and we begun discussing our plans.
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