The War Report by King Benjamin

Author:King Benjamin [Benjamin, King]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: VD Style Publishing
Published: 2014-07-27T04:00:00+00:00

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Michelle sat at home, hoping everything was all right with Jay. He sounded so upset when they parted; she couldn’t help but wonder what had happed and what was going on at that very moment. The curiosity was killing her, and after sitting quietly for too long thinking about it, she decided to undress and try to get comfortable for a night at home alone. She had enjoyed the time they spent together, and deep down she wished it hadn’t ended so abruptly. Just then, her cell phone rang and she flipped it open to see that it was Jay calling.

“Hey,” she quickly answered.

“Hey. How you doing?”

“I’m good. How are you?”

“I’m good. Everything is good.”

“Really? I’m so glad to hear that,” she said truthfully.

“You not mad at me for bailing out are you?”

“No, of course not. As long as everything is okay.”

“Yeah. My cousin was just having some beef with her boyfriend. She made it sound more serious than it really was.”

“Well, good. I’m glad you’re okay, and I’m glad she’s okay.”

“I’m not okay. They fucked up my night!” Jay admitted, causing Michelle to burst into laughter.

“Oh, as if you really had big plans,” she teased.

“You know I did,” he shot back.

“Yeah, well… they fucked up my night too.” Michelle said, shocking herself. It was one of the few times she had let him hear her curse.

“I hope you mean that.” Jay said as he drove in search of the best gas station to stop and get gas. He couldn’t help but wish he was in route to go and spend time with Michelle.

“It’s pretty bad out there, huh?” Michelle said, listening to the constant patter of the rain outside her window.

“Yeah, it’s coming down pretty hard.” Michelle could hear a conversation in the background. “Give me forty on pump one,” Jay told the attendant. He watched his back as he exited the gas station.

“So, what are you doing, Mr. Smooth?”

“Just getting some gas and talking to a pretty girl,” he said, moving fast trying to keep from being soaked.

“You mean pretty woman?”

“Yeah.”

The two flirted back and forth, as Jay pumped his gas. The conversation began to veer in an intimate direction for the first time. When Jay got in the car and started it, the windshield wipers wouldn’t budge. He played with the switch a few seconds but still got nothing.

“Fuck!” he vented.

“What’s wrong?”

“Damn windshield wipers not coming on.”

“Wow, you’re not having the best day are you?”

“Not at all,” Jay agreed.

He continued to turn the windshield wipers off and on, but it was an obvious waste of time.

“They still not coming on?”

“Nah, they won’t budge. Damn.”

“Well, you can’t drive without wipers in that mess. Do you have a road side service number?”

“Yeah. Let me find it in my wallet and I’ll call you back.”

“Okay.”

Michelle hung up the phone and realized her blouse was still halfway off and halfway on her shoulder because the phone had rang while she was undressing. She hadn’t moved from that one spot since she had answered the phone.

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