and it made her head feel wonderfully clear. She strolled around, losing track of time, exploring the place she now called home. She passed by a pet shop and considered going inside, but turned around and noticed a coffee shop a block over. Her stomach growled and she suddenly realized she was starving. Coffee and a muffin sounded heavenly, so she made her way to Cedar Creek Café.
Holly found a comfy chair next to the window and kicked back with her large vanilla latte (extra whipped cream) and an enormous cinnamon chocolate muffin. Feeling content and very relaxed, she enjoyed her late breakfast while admiring the view outside. She was feeling really positive – new start and all – and she was relishing her quiet time without obsessing over some guy she didn’t even know. She could even think about going back to work on Monday without freaking out. Yep, it was times like these that recharged her and made her feel like she could handle just about anything.
She could hear some kids getting a little rambunctious behind her but it was easy enough to tune out. She would like to have kids someday, maybe, if she met the right guy. She was so far away from that reality right now so it wasn’t even worth thinking about. Despite the massive amounts of caffeine and sugar that she just put down, Holly started to feel a bit sleepy. She took out the rubber band from her hair and rested her head back comfortably. Feeling her eyelids close, she basked in the early afternoon sun radiating through the window. It was so warm, so peaceful…she started dozing off…
“Huh?” Holly blurted out as she snapped her head up.
“I am so sorry miss,” some woman said to Holly. “Girls, look at what you did – apologize right now!” She looked over at a couple of sticky-faced kids with purple hands. “I probably shouldn’t give them sugar when we are out in public.” The woman laughed nervously. “I never know how they are going to react. It doesn’t look too bad; I bet we can get this out in no time.”
The woman and her two demon spawn stood over Holly and picked at her hair. Confused, Holly put her hand on the back of her head and felt a large glob of something sticky tangled up in her strands. “What the…,” Holly said as she tried pulling it out. She felt a stick. It’s a fucking lollypop?
“Girls – apologize!” snapped the woman.
“We’re sorry,” they said in unison, sounding bored.
“Uh… don’t worry about it,” Holly said with a fake smile. “I’m sure it will be fine.” She just wanted that woman to stop pawing her head; she was probably making it worse.
Holly couldn’t get out of there fast enough. She worked on dislodging the sucker from her hair as she walked home, vowing to never ever have kids. By the time she got to her apartment, she was feeling annoyed and stressed and had not made much headway tearing out the candy. She stormed inside and immediately stepped into the shower. She lathered up her hair with the last of her favorite mango-papaya shampoo and worked on getting out all the sticky bits still clinging to her scalp.
Between several washings (with some crappy free sample shampoo) and a ton of conditioner, she was able to rip out the candy with minimal damage. She lost a small clump of hair but realized it could have been much worse if it would have needed to be chopped out.
Feeling relieved, she leaned back against the wall and just let the hot water run over her. Her mind somehow drifted to sexy neighbor (big surprise) as she soaped up her body. There was something about being wet and naked that correlated with a certain man…
I wonder how it would feel to have his hands caressing me like this. She ran her fingers down her breasts, circling around her hard nipples, slowly making her way down her stomach. She closed her eyes and imagined his fingertips getting close to her pussy, ready to spiral around her clit. She felt her wetness mingle with the water flowing down her thighs;