An Encounter Part 1 A short story

You could see them sitting in the booth, one was drinking a pop, the other two had coffees on the go. They were talking about bullshit mostly but occasionally one or another would peer into the parking lot like they were looking for somebody.
I had on a baseball cap that i got free with a bottle of Crown , a Thick book on the table, and a tea with the bag still in. I watched the people more than the words in my book, they're far more interesting.
For instance, there was a fat guy with a worn lumber jacket on who never seemed to look up. By following his hesitant glances i soon discovered that he was watching another patron dangling her shoe at the far side of the coffee shop. Foot fetish guy.
The dangler was an older yet quite attractive woman. She too had a book but it was a text of some sort and she was constantly taking notes. She had low heels, black stockings that went to the grey skirt just above her knees. Her blouse was white and tucked in smartly. She knew about the foot fetish guy.
My attention was drawn away from the woman when a sudden hush fell on the punks' table. They were quiet but you could see that they wanted to laugh and one did only to be told to shut up by another.
Just then the bell above the door rang as a man walked in. He was about 6', he dressed casually with jeans and a sweater, and he wore shoes of black leather that were freshly shined. Oddly enough, he carried a book Thicker than mine yet it looked brand new. He ordered a large double double coffee, took it to a table facing the door, sat, then set his book down unopened and glanced idly about. Blind date?
The teens were suspiciuosly quiet, then the pop drinker with a nose ring that had a small chain linked to his ear started talking about a skate park up the road. Seemed kind of funny because they had no boards.
I took a sip of my tea and went back to my book. An entertaining tale with fire breathing dragons and knights melting in their armor.
Again the bell rang and i glimpsed up to find another man in casual dress enter, strangely enough he too carried a Thick book.
Now, a coffee shop is a wonderful place. The people who atend them are usually a social lot who come with friends or to meet people. The laughs come aplenty and quite often you'll find that the patrons are familiar with each other. Face it, anyone can make a cup of coffee, you go to a coffee shop for the atmosphere. Which leaves one to wonder, one person with a Thick book is relatively normal, two people reading Thick books in a social setting is unusual, three book readers? Something odd was going on.
As the new entrant ordered his coffee the woman with the text stood, smiled at the fat guy who blushed noticably, and left the shop. She left her table clean and the new guy soon took her vacated chair.
The three were talking animatedly now. One with a black leather jacket and dirty white jeans was saying that the other two owed him money on a side bet. I frowned at that and wondered as to their bet. Nose ring noticed me watching and gave me a dark stare, i looked away. A beautiful woman entered then and the bell seemed to have silenced them. She was a very sexy woman. Tight name brand jeans accentuated her fine shapely hips and legs that left no question as to her intent. A tight t-shirt held her breasts in place under a loosely worn faded brown leather jacket. Top it off with the heels and this girl was out to impress.
The punks just stared and there was no doubt as to what they had in mind. The fat guy looked to be leaving but the moment he saw those pumps he put his things back down. Of the two guys to enter, the first's mouth was slightly slack and he slowly pushed his Thick book in the direction of the woman. The other just smiled and looked at her.
Look for An Encounter part 2 for the ending tomorrow.